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I'm getting old again
11 years ago
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Greeting to 448 people who stalk me. You make me paranoid, but that's okay, because I appreciate you and thank you for showing me that someone cares about the stuff I accidentally create <3 I sometimes browse the comments late at night, to avoid a physical and mental breakdown people call sleep, to motivate myself to keep going. Thank you for every one of them, they make me feel like I'm actually a worthy, semi-popular artist I always wanted to be since I was a child!
Same big thanks goes to people who supported me in last year by commissioning me. I can say that I have learned one huge thing ...and that is if I want to finish a commission, I have to sacrifice a white goat to the gods at midnight and spill it's blood on my tablet and screen to call upon the grace of the mighty muses who keep me inspired for the rest of the night while I'm working on the piece. I wish I knew this method earlier, it keeps me busy more than any other but always works.
Upon reaching 24th year of my life, I feel more and more miserable about what I have achieved so far in my life (translate: I'm feeling old, I want to go back to my 18 or something...), but that may be only because of my level of procrastination that has reached it's maximum possible hights and thus my progress with life has become slow and dull (translate: I whine a lot but don't really mean it.).
On the other side I have people that are close to me and feel the same way so we share the land of procrastination and dull-ness together and nothing can stop us (actually, anything can stop us, just not real life).
And also my two cats.
Oh yes, my little big fluffy and the other dark as coal-and-not-fluffy kitten. Since my dog passed, these two keep a smile on my face almost every hour I'm home and make me forget I have things to do. Oh what sweet creatures they are.
Wel that has been a little sum up of things you didn't really want to read.
tl;dr - happy b-day to me and thanks for the attention ♥
~
Commission list
• [ slot reserved for
walin13 ] - working 40% finished.
• [ slot reserved for
jiang_winters ]
COMMISSIONS ARE CLOSED.
Due to participation in board-game project I can't open more slots, sorry!
~ Your uniformed hyena-thing Rai-che
(P.S. To avoid hate comments: The only thing you should considerate serious about this journal, is the tl;dr part. And the fact that there is a strange deer creature starring at you through a window with blinded eyes each night as you sleep).
Same big thanks goes to people who supported me in last year by commissioning me. I can say that I have learned one huge thing ...and that is if I want to finish a commission, I have to sacrifice a white goat to the gods at midnight and spill it's blood on my tablet and screen to call upon the grace of the mighty muses who keep me inspired for the rest of the night while I'm working on the piece. I wish I knew this method earlier, it keeps me busy more than any other but always works.
Upon reaching 24th year of my life, I feel more and more miserable about what I have achieved so far in my life (translate: I'm feeling old, I want to go back to my 18 or something...), but that may be only because of my level of procrastination that has reached it's maximum possible hights and thus my progress with life has become slow and dull (translate: I whine a lot but don't really mean it.).
On the other side I have people that are close to me and feel the same way so we share the land of procrastination and dull-ness together and nothing can stop us (actually, anything can stop us, just not real life).
And also my two cats.
Oh yes, my little big fluffy and the other dark as coal-and-not-fluffy kitten. Since my dog passed, these two keep a smile on my face almost every hour I'm home and make me forget I have things to do. Oh what sweet creatures they are.
Wel that has been a little sum up of things you didn't really want to read.
tl;dr - happy b-day to me and thanks for the attention ♥
~
Commission list
• [ slot reserved for
walin13 ] - working 40% finished.• [ slot reserved for
jiang_winters ]COMMISSIONS ARE CLOSED.
Due to participation in board-game project I can't open more slots, sorry!
~ Your uniformed hyena-thing Rai-che
(P.S. To avoid hate comments: The only thing you should considerate serious about this journal, is the tl;dr part. And the fact that there is a strange deer creature starring at you through a window with blinded eyes each night as you sleep).
Im 32 and Im the same way still. And then I met a 60 year old man with a nosering and a three foot beard and thought, "He seems happy enough, and undiminished in joy or resolve despite his age"
it might just be a current environmental condition
That's so nice :D Let's hope we will achieve such joy once we get older too c": I always imagined myself being the weird old lady living in a creepy old house, surrounded by things from distant past and dressing up like it's 1870s lol
it stems more from not being regarded as mature than anything really. Every youth with an elitist attitude I meet tends to be someone sheltered anyway. Reg folks arent usually that confrontational or insecure about proving their worth to ppl. theyve been around long enough to not really care, and if they do, theyre somewhat stunted anyway developmentally speaking. its alot of one thing subtly feeding the other in terms of negative thoughts influencing other ppl
In short: its sort of the beginning of them trying to find an independent identity
As much as theyre always complaining about nobody understanding them and being alone in life (whether theyre popular or not), they really arent seeking guidance because the pride thing is still doing its thing. "I can do this on my own. Im asserting my intelligence and maturity, etc"
So whenever someone older comes along, they recoil because theyre like "I dont want some lame old geezer who's into teenage or adolescent stuff cramping my style", even though ideally its a chance to meet someone who's into the same thing while in being so, demonstrating that image means nothing in the end