Sigh. Well, tomorrow my father shall depart in the morning along with my brother. It has been a nice time. I have lost oodles of sleep however. Oh well, it was for a good cause. As known, I am a vampire sheep; I still undergo my late hours and have been receiving less sleep than usual since I try to be awake at least half of the daylight hours. Sigh.

Another thing out of my favor is keeping up with the house. It is undeniably hard considering that my brother occupies the living room, my parents are in another and my brother is next to my room. It is infuriating since I do most of my chores at night. It was even harder to accomplish when my sister was here, she left on Saturday for her own reasons… something about meeting her friends. I only learned because she used my room to be able to talk in private during the late hours of the night.

My sister stayed for only two full days and about only half a day. That is, when you consider the time she spent here on the day she arrived and left. She took vacancy on a cot. It was nice. I know since I collapsed on it one point because of sleep deprivation.

She was amiable as things can be considered and kindly picked up a trinket for me whilst on her trip to Mexico. It is an elliptical shaped pillbox with, what I believe to be, a Paula shell top design. There was a moment of dispute between her and my father when he learned she intended to leave three days earlier than planned, but they calmed down fast enough.

I watched Saw for the heck of it one night and at one point, my father took my eldest brother, sister and me to Hastings. I looked for two films in particular, but had high doubts on finding them. I stood correct. I did get a video. It is not the best, but not the worst. I would likely watch it again for the heck of it. It was called Creepshow. How typical I am.

Anyway, I have been piddling more than usual. I do not mind, I just know I will drag my feet tomorrow once my dad and brother have left. I have not vacuumed for two days and have been neglecting other chores because of the amount of people and since I have been sleeping erratically again. My medicine taking is unbalanced as well. Yes… If I ever live outside this little world and on my own… I am rather screwed. That is depressing.

I did a bit of “redecorating” in concerns of my room. It is nothing noticeable, but I needed to do something with some objects. Despite that, I find my room less… appealing now. Sure, it is not a wreck, but it has definitely looked better. Then again, I am strangely fussy.

A remarkable thing is that I read a book after all this time. It was a rather good one too. My mother had given it to me before the move. I dallied about it. I have been in a slump about reading and have been having an odd thing for movies right now. The book was called The Wave. It was based on true events and it was bloody mad. Disturbing as well as depressing it was. Humans are sad creatures.

Other than that, I wrote more to the story I have been working on since June fourth. I do not know how to end it though. It may end in death; it may not. Death sounds very likely though. I just need an ending for now. Dabble that follows it is looking over my first story ever and making little changes along with doing silly art of the main characters.

Three were complete failures. Realism is not my forte. The second leading female looked much like Kirsten Dunst or something like that. The main character’s best friend ended up looking something like Brad Pitt. The freakiest thing of all though… the additional male character turned out looking like a well tanned, brown haired and brown eyed Michael Jackson! By god the nightmares!

I did a few others but they centered on the main character only. The first was a success and I am keeping it. It is only a mask though. She is under it though as you can see her eyes. The other few were… hmm. Well, I did doodles. Only one came out with the effect intended. The other two… No sir.

Lastly, I tried realism. The picture was turning out just wonderfully… until I penned it. I threw it away after I scanned it. It captured what I wanted it was just terribly presented. It is still presented quite poorly, but I find it acceptable. It is titled “Unpretty” – not a word, I know, but hey, I like it. The character is plain and not attractive physically. Well, I feel the particular picture showed it well. Thus, it is a success to some degree. Joy.

In addition, to ward off some boredom I sometimes endure at night, since I am restricted due to others sleeping, I recorded my voice as I read some clips of scenes I have written. I used to find my voice extremely embarrassing. I find it rather nice now. How sad… or is it conceited? Who knows?

I suppose that is all… other than my spending most of a day ago filling in holes to jeans I’ve had for about five years now with only a needle and thread. I have been working on a scanlation posted on a site by making it clearer, better translated in some areas and such. I have grown an interest in charms, like the ones you find on charm bracelets. I watched some fireworks with my mother tonight.

Sigh. I need sleep at some point.

~ The Vampire Sheep Who is One with the Duck… Quackers.