2.18.2003


Fears of a Child

Driven by the music I have been listening to, primarily remixes from Silent Hill and Silent Hill 2, this spawned its self from my subconscious.
The standard childhood fears are all there - monsters, death, fire, entrapment, darkness - but they combine in an strange way which makes them each more disturbing. I especially like how the flame (originaly an oil well fire) turned out when combined with the old building so that it actually seems cohesive. The skull xray could use more work, but I need a better peice to work from. And the dog... well, that just kind of did its self.

"She can't open her eyes - I'm getting a pulse, but she's barely breathing, the skin is so badly charred. Even when I change the bandages, the blood and puss just start oozing throug. Why? Why? What is keeping that child alive? I can't stand it any longer, I wolnt tell a soul, I promise. Please..."

Probably the most disturbing moment of Silent Hill for me was the realization of what Aylissa had been put through, which explained too perfectly the dark and twisted world she created to hide herself in.

2.17.2003

I dont talk much about my personal life on here, and I try to avoid any mention at all of my family. But sometimes... they just get to me. My parents in particular. For the last month they have been fighting over a GPS system my mother bought for our trip to Germany. My father is outraged that she spent 1000$ on it and accessories for it, and cant quite get past the price of the thing. My mother thinks it will be usefull. My father keeps trying to make ME deside if we should return it or not. So the other weekend I went through everything and sorted them into Return and Keep piles. Most of the extranious accessories were to go back, keeping the main uint, power cable, software and memory card, all we realy needed.
I thought I had solved the issue.
Well today, exausted, cold, hungry and sore, I come home from a long day of work, class, and toil, to the same argument. My father wants me to go over the map and travel book, and see if we really need to GPS. RIGHT NOW. When I say no, he changes subject and hands me a letter from my shrink, which has my new apointment card for a change of apointment, and then procedes to question me what it is. He doesnt want them charging us any more, and is paranoid about it. He then changes the subject to our insurance, and how my shrink isnt on the insurance any more (at least at the moment).
And then he presses me to change doctors, or quit going, or something.

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What on earth has gotten into my parents?