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Posted 14 years agoI'm so Happy there is You tube. Because there is no way I can get this where I live. and I by far the best show I watched since I left the states.
http://www.youtube.com/user/MongrelsBBC
http://www.youtube.com/user/MongrelsBBC
OH FUCKING HELL
Posted 14 years agoI've been sick tired running all over the city trying to fix shit and what not.
and a few days ago I hooked my USB flashy. It was Death!!!
I had Most of my artwork in there, My pictures, music, school stuff. and so many things, I'm so pissed I had pre scanned all of my work and saved it there I had many of my pending works there, many of which I was going to update. many of the ones I had done coloring and doing line art and dam!!!!!
I carried the fucking thing all over I didn't get it wet or any thing. But at the airport I forgot I put it in my laptop bag with all of my other things. I'm sure the scanner killed it.
I'm so pissed I really wish it would start working again.
blessed with bad luck this time
and a few days ago I hooked my USB flashy. It was Death!!!
I had Most of my artwork in there, My pictures, music, school stuff. and so many things, I'm so pissed I had pre scanned all of my work and saved it there I had many of my pending works there, many of which I was going to update. many of the ones I had done coloring and doing line art and dam!!!!!
I carried the fucking thing all over I didn't get it wet or any thing. But at the airport I forgot I put it in my laptop bag with all of my other things. I'm sure the scanner killed it.
I'm so pissed I really wish it would start working again.
blessed with bad luck this time
I'm back
Posted 14 years agoI traveled a lot. But now I have so much to do. I have virtually no time for art. I want to practice but I can hardly sit in my former room. Well You will hear from me and my crappy art as well. I'm staring a new chapter of my life.
And... I still owe some stuff. Sorry but y'all have to hang hang in there.
And... I still owe some stuff. Sorry but y'all have to hang hang in there.
far
Posted 14 years agoI'm far away I have had no time for any thing. If you dont hear of me after this post, u won;t ever again. So
Wish me luck in my journey
Wish me luck in my journey
my stuff
Posted 14 years agoEvery now and then I when I check my stuff I notice that some of the character I have look like people I meet or have met and well... I don't recall using them as a reference or anything. I just find patterns that match quite well and It kind of makes me wonder what gives?
well
Posted 15 years agoI am working on art but too slow. I have stuff for tow of yall I've been having a very busy week a guy at work left suddenly outstate and we had to flex and cover, Sunday a another guy left. He walked out (finally) and well... I had to sell my precious things on Saturday and that took a long morning of chilly wind and a boring afternoon of hunger. Followed by a killing afternoon of work. cuz of valentines. I slept little and man I'm tired.
ON saturday mother had the great idea of selling our spoons. ALL of them. long story short I managed to take (steal) two from work (I work in a restaurant) I'm not very found of stealing things and spoons.. c'mon! any way I got nervous and it was late so I managed to put them in my sock. they rattled and were painful. So I when to the restroom and Pull them fast. They fell in the toilet. and I had to get them out because it was late and My boss always checks the restroom and he happened to see me going in. Ugh.... It was a bad day for work I felt the day would NEVER end.
Hey I'm not the most interesting guy round here but if you happen to read my ramble tamble thanks. Now lets go outside and play hide and Yiff! =3
ON saturday mother had the great idea of selling our spoons. ALL of them. long story short I managed to take (steal) two from work (I work in a restaurant) I'm not very found of stealing things and spoons.. c'mon! any way I got nervous and it was late so I managed to put them in my sock. they rattled and were painful. So I when to the restroom and Pull them fast. They fell in the toilet. and I had to get them out because it was late and My boss always checks the restroom and he happened to see me going in. Ugh.... It was a bad day for work I felt the day would NEVER end.
Hey I'm not the most interesting guy round here but if you happen to read my ramble tamble thanks. Now lets go outside and play hide and Yiff! =3
If I had some LSD
Posted 15 years agoMarijuana Vs Meth
Posted 15 years agoI wish I was someone else
Posted 15 years agoI like drawing.
lately I draw furry pornography. I like it. Yet. is not something that makes me proud or something I can be happy to say a word at work or family. Its my personal property, but I don't feel much amused from it much more. My life has turned to a point that I've been stuck in the age 17 for three years. Where hopes and expectations are still hopes and expectations and adulthood has made it appearance on time, but not my mind. Those hopes and expectations were frustrated by my parents silly ideology and societies' option towards a person like me. I do not lack of any skill or education. but I have an invisible boundary that I share with other people. and That most people are not aware but few will like to listen. and If they listen, a so sorry will be the most they can do. I wish I could be someone else born in a decade earlier.
My silly afiction persuasion perversity or whatever drives me to draw furries, or the silly furry fandom. makes me at the same time ill. to know that I have gotten no better that exotic pornography. that I have done nothing else but this stuff. And I still want to do it. This hobby has been fun. boring. and pretty disgusting in some points. but I think my soul or part of it has died in the past three years. Those years when people tell you you can be anyone you want and do anything , and get as far as you can get, with hard work and perseverance. And I came to a point where I could not move. get around or jump. stuck, and slowly those dreams and expectations, as well as all that talk about success have been banishing ever since. You teach a child to dream and be happy. You tell a teenager to grow be himself, study hard and work for success. work hard and get far. get a diploma, get college get older get married, have kids make yourlife. and The cookie is cooked.
i was one of those kids that others would look up for help or expect them to get somewhere in like. many of my teacher told me that I could get good at this and that because i had those skills. Those skills were lost due to stress sugar depression. lack of sleep and exhaustion. Those skill that I can only remember and wish to have as I I was an old man thinking about the past.
I wish I could reboot four years of my life. coming to the states turned to be a big waste of time.
i can only be proud to know I can speak a second language to some extent, that I went to a good highschool, and that I can land a plane in an emergency. But i keep getting older and my golden years of College are flying by. and i'm no one and no one can help and can do nothing, I hate living like a rat hidding in a hole. I used to be happy. took the bus to move anywhere. go to the movies walked at the park. and now i'm a couch potato stuck to a remote control and a PC waiting to see if something turns up for a good damed thing.
If you read this I'm a foreign teenager who came to the states in less than a stupid way. You have no idea of what real thirst and hunger is. and I don't wish it to you if you get stranded. I am one of the many bricks on a cracked wall, a wall I wish i had never touched.
lately I draw furry pornography. I like it. Yet. is not something that makes me proud or something I can be happy to say a word at work or family. Its my personal property, but I don't feel much amused from it much more. My life has turned to a point that I've been stuck in the age 17 for three years. Where hopes and expectations are still hopes and expectations and adulthood has made it appearance on time, but not my mind. Those hopes and expectations were frustrated by my parents silly ideology and societies' option towards a person like me. I do not lack of any skill or education. but I have an invisible boundary that I share with other people. and That most people are not aware but few will like to listen. and If they listen, a so sorry will be the most they can do. I wish I could be someone else born in a decade earlier.
My silly afiction persuasion perversity or whatever drives me to draw furries, or the silly furry fandom. makes me at the same time ill. to know that I have gotten no better that exotic pornography. that I have done nothing else but this stuff. And I still want to do it. This hobby has been fun. boring. and pretty disgusting in some points. but I think my soul or part of it has died in the past three years. Those years when people tell you you can be anyone you want and do anything , and get as far as you can get, with hard work and perseverance. And I came to a point where I could not move. get around or jump. stuck, and slowly those dreams and expectations, as well as all that talk about success have been banishing ever since. You teach a child to dream and be happy. You tell a teenager to grow be himself, study hard and work for success. work hard and get far. get a diploma, get college get older get married, have kids make yourlife. and The cookie is cooked.
i was one of those kids that others would look up for help or expect them to get somewhere in like. many of my teacher told me that I could get good at this and that because i had those skills. Those skills were lost due to stress sugar depression. lack of sleep and exhaustion. Those skill that I can only remember and wish to have as I I was an old man thinking about the past.
I wish I could reboot four years of my life. coming to the states turned to be a big waste of time.
i can only be proud to know I can speak a second language to some extent, that I went to a good highschool, and that I can land a plane in an emergency. But i keep getting older and my golden years of College are flying by. and i'm no one and no one can help and can do nothing, I hate living like a rat hidding in a hole. I used to be happy. took the bus to move anywhere. go to the movies walked at the park. and now i'm a couch potato stuck to a remote control and a PC waiting to see if something turns up for a good damed thing.
If you read this I'm a foreign teenager who came to the states in less than a stupid way. You have no idea of what real thirst and hunger is. and I don't wish it to you if you get stranded. I am one of the many bricks on a cracked wall, a wall I wish i had never touched.
Merry ***** Xmas
Posted 15 years agoHELP
Posted 15 years agoIt might sound funny But How do you recognize a dislocated shoulder?
After hour and hours ....
I see and feel what seems to be BONE. yet I kind of gotta ask
After hour and hours ....
I see and feel what seems to be BONE. yet I kind of gotta ask
time
Posted 15 years agoI'll be away dunno how long
If I owe you something be patient
If I owe you something be patient
still
Posted 15 years agostill. Lonely and worried bout' life. i keep going on. Dunno where.....
Well I had been working like a horse for the past ..... 2 years now, And I don't see much improvement coming any soon. With no college anywhere in hand and being 19. I feel trapped in a shoe box.
Just what do you do to dreams when there is nowhere to put them or do with them?
And then my mind says... "A raisin in the sun Daniel". That's that and you can't change it.
Before Graduating I felt strong and able to do whatever, But dreams are dreams and I woke up! Cause i remember clearly crashing pretty dam hard into Real life! And well ..... i'm still getting on my knees, and Learning what adulthood is staring to give me.
Basically i'm a big nobody, I should chance my name to Mr Nova D... See what pops for not being realistic about life.
I don't tell people the story of my pathetic existence anymore because they give me pity. And I really can't do much with that. But stare at the sky and try to imagine things, Just like before killing my brains with reality and porn. I don't see much. But memories of being happy. And I don't like to think on the past. it makes me feel depressed pissed and ready to scream at my Boss (I work in a restaurant) and well. Its been pretty much the same for quite a long time.
People told me to look for scholarships and stuff in the Net. There are many. and none of them for which I could possibly use... So i gave up a while ago, after learning things about myself, my family and of who i am. Then depression comes and i feel a sour pain comes on my chest. This slows me down in my work and then it shifts into anger, (reason why i'm not a god damed server), I need to escape from it and think on a catchy song to take my head from it. I star singing, whistling and sometimes dance. I don't need no tune. Then people say Daniel You are crazy.
Well i think i'm getting there hon!
At home I turn on my PC listen to You tube songs, and spend a good time of this Wasteland. do my thing and get ready for what ever there is for next day. And then I try to find time for drawing stuff. lately I don't have the will and Inspiration. This makes me spend 2, 3 Hours on the same picture and not finish it.
I currently Owe Three images. Among my own art. And I am working on them I have tow of them half way done and the third one in on the raw line sketchy thingy lingy stage.
Oh well I'm tired of writing. If you happen to be a reader of my ramble tamble thank you, for wasting you life on getting to know the boring pitiful life of someone else.
Go yiff yourself and Yiff the yiffing yiffers
Well I had been working like a horse for the past ..... 2 years now, And I don't see much improvement coming any soon. With no college anywhere in hand and being 19. I feel trapped in a shoe box.
Just what do you do to dreams when there is nowhere to put them or do with them?
And then my mind says... "A raisin in the sun Daniel". That's that and you can't change it.
Before Graduating I felt strong and able to do whatever, But dreams are dreams and I woke up! Cause i remember clearly crashing pretty dam hard into Real life! And well ..... i'm still getting on my knees, and Learning what adulthood is staring to give me.
Basically i'm a big nobody, I should chance my name to Mr Nova D... See what pops for not being realistic about life.
I don't tell people the story of my pathetic existence anymore because they give me pity. And I really can't do much with that. But stare at the sky and try to imagine things, Just like before killing my brains with reality and porn. I don't see much. But memories of being happy. And I don't like to think on the past. it makes me feel depressed pissed and ready to scream at my Boss (I work in a restaurant) and well. Its been pretty much the same for quite a long time.
People told me to look for scholarships and stuff in the Net. There are many. and none of them for which I could possibly use... So i gave up a while ago, after learning things about myself, my family and of who i am. Then depression comes and i feel a sour pain comes on my chest. This slows me down in my work and then it shifts into anger, (reason why i'm not a god damed server), I need to escape from it and think on a catchy song to take my head from it. I star singing, whistling and sometimes dance. I don't need no tune. Then people say Daniel You are crazy.
Well i think i'm getting there hon!
At home I turn on my PC listen to You tube songs, and spend a good time of this Wasteland. do my thing and get ready for what ever there is for next day. And then I try to find time for drawing stuff. lately I don't have the will and Inspiration. This makes me spend 2, 3 Hours on the same picture and not finish it.
I currently Owe Three images. Among my own art. And I am working on them I have tow of them half way done and the third one in on the raw line sketchy thingy lingy stage.
Oh well I'm tired of writing. If you happen to be a reader of my ramble tamble thank you, for wasting you life on getting to know the boring pitiful life of someone else.
Go yiff yourself and Yiff the yiffing yiffers
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