My new hair color

My mom re-did my hair color yesturday, and it seems have turned out slightly pink. Whatever. I don't care. I just get more creepy looks now. Like when I was staring at a lady who had to put on sunscreen when she was going in a resturaunt, and she was staring at me. That was the first time I caught someone staring at me confused. It was pretty funny, because we probably both thought each other was retarded. I mean, she was putting on sun block before she went in a RESTURAUNT! WHAT THE FUCK?
ANYWHO, I WILL NOW ANALYZE EACH POINT OF THIS PICTURE! Each piece was carefully placed so that you could see it.

Twisp & Catsby Print: I spent about 200 bucks total on that one piece of art. I'm more showing it off than making a statement. Well I'm making a statement, but all that is, is HAHA! I GOT THE PRINT!

Yellow Guy: He shares my pain of always having to go school (which is obvious because of the backpack), but he never WANTS to go . (That is shown by his baggy eyes.) He knows that life is an endless pit of death, but he still tries to be happy. I relate to this very ultimately.

Purple Guy: He shares my pain of living in a world that makes no sense at all. Behind that smile, he's frowning. You can tell in his eyes that he's lieing.

Cardboard Tube Samurai: It's still in the shiney see-through plastic stuff, but since I took a picture of it, it is now in NM condition. Too bad...

Scissors: I use these to cut myself. Why else would I have scissors in my room?

Zim DVD 2: I love Johnen Vasquez so much that I make sure at least two of his works of art are within armslength of me.

Squee: See Zim

Crazy Eyes: I was looking directly at the camera for this picture, but I have one lazy eye, so I appear scary right off the bat.

Pink Hair: I need to rebel against the fucking system, man. The system HATES pink. Seriously. Go up to the system with a pink piece of cardboard paper. It's drives it CRAZY. It's pretty sweet.



NOW IT'S TIME FOR RATIONAL EXPLANATIONS, SINCE PEOPLE HAVE A HABBIT OF BELIEVING ME WHEN I'M SARCASTIC ON THE INTERNET! Once I got people to believe I couldn't leave the house out of fear of the world or something. I remember making a really scitsofrenic comment once, full of anger, or something, and they thought I was having a melt down on the message boards. Oh god it was awesome.

I seriously love the prints I have. CTS and T&C are so freaking awesome, but I need to buy a frame for CTS. Those fuckers are expensive for big things. Damn, I hate buying frames...

I just like the two wierd guys I have in my room. It might be a little funnier if you knew my past when I explained them, but it might have not been funny. I was writing a lot more like Vasquez a couple days ago, but now I seem to be more like myself. I PROBABLY was writing like him because I've just HAPPENED to read Squee and watch all of Invader ZIM in less than a week. Oh well. Those are just pieces of art that I have accumulated throughout the years.

Scissors... I have no idea... I don't cut myself, and I don't remember having to cut anything recently... Probably just left over from some little project or something.

I just finished watching all of Invader ZIM, well... disks 1-5... (That means just one more disk), so the dvd cases are all over my room. It's pretty hard to get 3 cases all over my room, but I managed it.

I decided to pick up Squee, since it was in a book store near the normal comics I get, and I read it. Then I put it down where I normally put comics down. I have three places where I put things that I'm done with. That arm is one of them. But I should put it in my bookcase, since I finished it already, and only moderately liked it.

Crazy eyes were unintentional. I don't have a lazy eye. I just don't know where to look at the camera apparently. I heard it was the "lens" but I dunno... sounds risky...

As for my pink hair, it was meant to be red. IT'S MY MOM'S FAULT IT'S PINK! She grabbed a different color dye, but this one looked a lot redder than pink on the box.

THE END OF ME EXPLAINING BENIGN DETAILS OF MY LIFE!