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Posted 15 years ago.....so it feels weird but I'm starting to draw more actively. I may or may not upload a lot of what I've been doing, if for no other reason than I'm lazy and the sheer number of half finished projects that I could upload is intimidating.
Strange thing is... that I didn't feel this up to drawing until my sister acknowledged me as an artist. I never realized how important it had been to me until she said it. I feel like I can do this now. nwn
Strange thing is... that I didn't feel this up to drawing until my sister acknowledged me as an artist. I never realized how important it had been to me until she said it. I feel like I can do this now. nwn
okayso
Posted 15 years agoScanning will now commence.
Yesterday's scanning efforts met with terrible and unfortunate demises. Not to mention the one finished traditional piece I had done is now missing with a lot of my semi-decent sketches. They were all in a binder and said binder disappeared. If I find out my parents are the ones that removed my binder from its previous resting place, hellfire will be a best case scenario.
But until then:
>Execute Scanning Sequence
EDIT:
WTF
srsly
I have a good 13 pages of pdf's and it's going to take some time to compile and I have class right now.
Looks like this is going to have to wait. :C
Yesterday's scanning efforts met with terrible and unfortunate demises. Not to mention the one finished traditional piece I had done is now missing with a lot of my semi-decent sketches. They were all in a binder and said binder disappeared. If I find out my parents are the ones that removed my binder from its previous resting place, hellfire will be a best case scenario.
But until then:
>Execute Scanning Sequence
EDIT:
WTF
srsly
I have a good 13 pages of pdf's and it's going to take some time to compile and I have class right now.
Looks like this is going to have to wait. :C
wat
Posted 15 years agoWell, so I just noticed that I suddenly got a few more watchers.
Well.
Well.
Well, I'm actually not sure what to say besides thanks. ^^;
I'm terribly awkward when it comes to this sort of thing. Usually I can come up with something that falls out of my brain jellies, but right now, I can't think of anything. Probably has to do with the funk I've been muddling through.
I should probably write a bit about my adventures in No Place Land, but for now, I'll just have to appease ye yon furrehs with some silly doodles I can upload in a few hours.
Yup.
That's all I have to show for my absence.
Silly.
Doodles.
Well.
Well.
Well, I'm actually not sure what to say besides thanks. ^^;
I'm terribly awkward when it comes to this sort of thing. Usually I can come up with something that falls out of my brain jellies, but right now, I can't think of anything. Probably has to do with the funk I've been muddling through.
I should probably write a bit about my adventures in No Place Land, but for now, I'll just have to appease ye yon furrehs with some silly doodles I can upload in a few hours.
Yup.
That's all I have to show for my absence.
Silly.
Doodles.
FFFFUUUUUU
Posted 15 years agoI should... probably figure some way of drawing on the computer but... tiny attention span does not let me. But strangely enough, I kind of feel like writing. I do that better than drawing, I think. Which makes me wonder if anyone would actually read whatever I wrote. I mean, besides this journal. I try to keep things current when I write here, but I have all sorts of stories that I could talk about. Although, that seems more apt for a blog, which I'm hesitant in creating. More passwords and usernames, and then you always look back at the name and realize that you had no idea what you were thinking at the time when you picked something so incredibly stupid. I'm just kind of rambling at the moment, but not much happening. I'm in debt with my current college, but HELLO EMERGENCY LOANS. I'm going... to try to do that. Makes me feel bad, though. OH WELL. Still looking for work. Tutoring kids in high school, and I may just start doing a little bit in college. Point is that I need to get my ass on track and make sure I get all this done. I frustrate myself.
In other news, cats will be the death of me.
I realized this in chemistry a few days ago. Everything that has exponentially increased my stress/problems/freak out potential has been cat related or cat based. And yet, at the same time, I have an indescribable fascination for them. I feel terribly masochistic when I think about it. CAT BOIS. That is all. ANYWAY.... I will try to stop trying on my art. Because.... apparently when I try too hard, I get an art clog. I'll just let it do what it wants now. Then maybe it'll behave and stop acting so much like a cat. :B
In other news, cats will be the death of me.
I realized this in chemistry a few days ago. Everything that has exponentially increased my stress/problems/freak out potential has been cat related or cat based. And yet, at the same time, I have an indescribable fascination for them. I feel terribly masochistic when I think about it. CAT BOIS. That is all. ANYWAY.... I will try to stop trying on my art. Because.... apparently when I try too hard, I get an art clog. I'll just let it do what it wants now. Then maybe it'll behave and stop acting so much like a cat. :B
OKAH SO HURR'S HAO EET GOOS
Posted 15 years agoDOO BEE DOO BEE DOO BEE DOOP
So here I am. Working on getting a job. And now that I'm busier than ever, I suddenly feel the unmistakable pull of artistic passion. Which leads me to figure that stress is my drawing fuel. Also that I forgot how to spell "fuel" for a moment.
Not much happening, but if you're interested in storytelling, I can hopefully sate your palette thus:
There's something in everyone's life that makes them feel different. It makes them feel stronger, inspired, "manly," if you will. Today I realized that my Dad's riding lawn mower makes me feel just that. Something about spinning blades of death running at the speed of bunny just makes me go into a fit of maniacal laughter. Watching the insects and random other creatures flee in fear of my might doom machine of spinning death blades and wheelie things makes me feel so manly. It's like I suddenly grew a five o'clock shadow, and I'm pretty sure at the time I was expecting huge random explosions to appear behind me at any moment and a damsel in distress to fall into my arms. Leaping the hills and managing a massive two inch jump off the ground only to land upon what I can only imagine are the screaming faces of soon to be decapitated plant life. And as I pretend that I have conquered all that lies before me, I run into a plastic bag which quickly ruins my fantasy of total domination. Why in the world a plastic bag would be in our yard is beyond me, but it was there, nonetheless. What was probably my yard's worst nightmare soon faded away as I realized that the neighbors had been staring at this freak on a lawnmower laughing like a deranged woodpecker while taunting the ants that were obviously in terrible plight at his hand. Of course, said freak only smiled and waved for it is the only way he knows to get away without complete embarrassment. And this was just the back yard. The front yard was a whole other story. There are low hanging trees that obviously got a call from their buddies out back to "fix" a certain young man's attitude about nature. And so the pain began. Insects began to swarm. Mosquitoes previously hidden appeared in clouds, corralling me into making odd shapes in the grass as I tried to swat them away. Low-hanging branches clothes-lined me as I tried to escape, and dog doody hiding in the grass hit the blades and made everything stink. But nevertheless, the grass was cut and I managed to evade any permanent injury. Why? BECAUSE I... AM A MAN. AND MEN ARE INVINCIBLE, DONCHA KNOW. WE RASTLE BEARS IN CAPES WHILE ON THE MOON ON A COLLISION COURSE WITH THE EARTH, NOT WORRYING ABOUT OURSELVES FOR WE KNOW THAT WE ARE ONLY TOYING WITH THE BEARS AND THE MOON IS JUST UPPING THE ANTY. IT'LL GET BACK IN ITS PLACE ONCE A REAL MAN TELLS IT TO. AND SO IT DOES. For this lawnmower has brought out the wild beast in me, screaming a well deserved, "F@CK YEAH IMMA F@CKIN' MAN, BETCH" And in the end, food was had by all from the great and beautiful barbecue grill and all was well with the world.
The End :D
I hope everyone enjoyed today's story and is doing just as well. :3c
So here I am. Working on getting a job. And now that I'm busier than ever, I suddenly feel the unmistakable pull of artistic passion. Which leads me to figure that stress is my drawing fuel. Also that I forgot how to spell "fuel" for a moment.
Not much happening, but if you're interested in storytelling, I can hopefully sate your palette thus:
There's something in everyone's life that makes them feel different. It makes them feel stronger, inspired, "manly," if you will. Today I realized that my Dad's riding lawn mower makes me feel just that. Something about spinning blades of death running at the speed of bunny just makes me go into a fit of maniacal laughter. Watching the insects and random other creatures flee in fear of my might doom machine of spinning death blades and wheelie things makes me feel so manly. It's like I suddenly grew a five o'clock shadow, and I'm pretty sure at the time I was expecting huge random explosions to appear behind me at any moment and a damsel in distress to fall into my arms. Leaping the hills and managing a massive two inch jump off the ground only to land upon what I can only imagine are the screaming faces of soon to be decapitated plant life. And as I pretend that I have conquered all that lies before me, I run into a plastic bag which quickly ruins my fantasy of total domination. Why in the world a plastic bag would be in our yard is beyond me, but it was there, nonetheless. What was probably my yard's worst nightmare soon faded away as I realized that the neighbors had been staring at this freak on a lawnmower laughing like a deranged woodpecker while taunting the ants that were obviously in terrible plight at his hand. Of course, said freak only smiled and waved for it is the only way he knows to get away without complete embarrassment. And this was just the back yard. The front yard was a whole other story. There are low hanging trees that obviously got a call from their buddies out back to "fix" a certain young man's attitude about nature. And so the pain began. Insects began to swarm. Mosquitoes previously hidden appeared in clouds, corralling me into making odd shapes in the grass as I tried to swat them away. Low-hanging branches clothes-lined me as I tried to escape, and dog doody hiding in the grass hit the blades and made everything stink. But nevertheless, the grass was cut and I managed to evade any permanent injury. Why? BECAUSE I... AM A MAN. AND MEN ARE INVINCIBLE, DONCHA KNOW. WE RASTLE BEARS IN CAPES WHILE ON THE MOON ON A COLLISION COURSE WITH THE EARTH, NOT WORRYING ABOUT OURSELVES FOR WE KNOW THAT WE ARE ONLY TOYING WITH THE BEARS AND THE MOON IS JUST UPPING THE ANTY. IT'LL GET BACK IN ITS PLACE ONCE A REAL MAN TELLS IT TO. AND SO IT DOES. For this lawnmower has brought out the wild beast in me, screaming a well deserved, "F@CK YEAH IMMA F@CKIN' MAN, BETCH" And in the end, food was had by all from the great and beautiful barbecue grill and all was well with the world.
The End :D
I hope everyone enjoyed today's story and is doing just as well. :3c
Carpe Diem
Posted 15 years agoI steal these from 
marcothecat
Have you made somebody laugh their ass off? *
Do you enjoy learning new things? * (it depends what it is)
Have you ever written poetry? *
---- a comic book? *
---- a short story? *
---- a novella?
---- a play?
Do you call people just to tell them you care?*
Do people come to you for guidance or comfort?*
Do you open doors for people in public? *
Do you show appreciation to those you care about? *
Do you have a vision of where you want to be in ten years?
Do you get along with your immediate family? * (depends on the subject, but for the most part)
Do you color with crayons?* (Sometimes. It's fun. You should try it)
Do you cook meals for people or bring wine to parties?*
Have you ever given up your seat for someone on the subway? *
Do sunrises and sunsets make you happy to be alive? *
Do you give a damn about others? *
Do your best friends know your favorite songs?
Do you write cards for people? *
Have you ever blushed because you are happy to be with the one your with? * (I'm sure I looked like a Christmas light in a dark cave)
Have you ever written a song?*
Do you sing in the shower? *
Do you take people out for coffee or to a bar? *
Can you cry in front of others?*
Do you open yourself up to risk and rejection?*
Do you read books thoroughly?*
Do you drink wine slowly?
Do you know phone numbers by heart?*
Were you ever in a play? *
---- scholastic bowl? *
---- a spelling bee? *
---- a sports team?*
---- a chess club?
---- an art class?
---- a dance class?
---- a band?*
Do you love children? (depends on the child, but for the most part, no)
Do you smell old or new books? *
Do you notice new things everyday on your route to work or school? *
Have you ever been first to forgive? *
Have you enjoyed a conversation that has lasted over two hours? *
Do you make mixed cd’s for people? *
Do you know your best friend’s middle name?
Do you buy books with the intention of loaning them out?
Do you build others up, not just tear them or yourself down?*
Do you bum cigarettes (if that is your predilection) freely?
Do you care about the environment?*
Are you passionate? * (I can be)
Do your moments of bliss outweigh your regrets? * (I'd have to say that so far, yes. Yes, they do)
Hmmm.... This meme makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
marcothecatHave you made somebody laugh their ass off? *
Do you enjoy learning new things? * (it depends what it is)
Have you ever written poetry? *
---- a comic book? *
---- a short story? *
---- a novella?
---- a play?
Do you call people just to tell them you care?*
Do people come to you for guidance or comfort?*
Do you open doors for people in public? *
Do you show appreciation to those you care about? *
Do you have a vision of where you want to be in ten years?
Do you get along with your immediate family? * (depends on the subject, but for the most part)
Do you color with crayons?* (Sometimes. It's fun. You should try it)
Do you cook meals for people or bring wine to parties?*
Have you ever given up your seat for someone on the subway? *
Do sunrises and sunsets make you happy to be alive? *
Do you give a damn about others? *
Do your best friends know your favorite songs?
Do you write cards for people? *
Have you ever blushed because you are happy to be with the one your with? * (I'm sure I looked like a Christmas light in a dark cave)
Have you ever written a song?*
Do you sing in the shower? *
Do you take people out for coffee or to a bar? *
Can you cry in front of others?*
Do you open yourself up to risk and rejection?*
Do you read books thoroughly?*
Do you drink wine slowly?
Do you know phone numbers by heart?*
Were you ever in a play? *
---- scholastic bowl? *
---- a spelling bee? *
---- a sports team?*
---- a chess club?
---- an art class?
---- a dance class?
---- a band?*
Do you love children? (depends on the child, but for the most part, no)
Do you smell old or new books? *
Do you notice new things everyday on your route to work or school? *
Have you ever been first to forgive? *
Have you enjoyed a conversation that has lasted over two hours? *
Do you make mixed cd’s for people? *
Do you know your best friend’s middle name?
Do you buy books with the intention of loaning them out?
Do you build others up, not just tear them or yourself down?*
Do you bum cigarettes (if that is your predilection) freely?
Do you care about the environment?*
Are you passionate? * (I can be)
Do your moments of bliss outweigh your regrets? * (I'd have to say that so far, yes. Yes, they do)
Hmmm.... This meme makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
Memememememememe of innocence
Posted 15 years agoI was bored. :B
And before anyone freaks out, yes it happened. Yes, it's become something relatively easy for me to talk about. No, I didn't have any diseases from it. No, I don't remember how most of it went. I blacked out on some parts. Yes, I have had it consensually once. Hmmm... Anything else? No? I think that's about the usual flurry of questions. C:
57% apparently -- Derpderpderpderpderp
1. Smoked. ()
2. Drank alcohol. ()
3. Cried when someone died. (x)
4. Been drunk. ()
5. Had sex. (x)
6. Been to a concert. (x)
7. Gotten/given a handjob. (x)
8. Gotten/given a blowjob. (x)
9. Been verbally/sexually harassed. (x)
10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody. ()
6 so far
11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up. (x)
12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose. ()
13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfrend before. ()
14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend. () (if they did, I don't know about it)
15. Been to prom. (x)
16. Cried at school. (x)
17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store. (x)
18. Went streaking. ()
19. Given or received a lap dance. ()
20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room. (x)
11 so far
21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over. (x)
22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house. (x)
23. Kissed a stranger. ()
24. Hugged a stranger. (x)
25. Went scuba diving. (x)
26. Driven a car. (x)
27. Gotten an x-ray. (x)
28. Hit by a car. (x)
29. Had a party. (x)
30. Done serious drugs. ()
19 so far
31. Played strip poker/darts/basketball. ()
32. Got paid to strip for someone. ()
33. Run away from home. (x)
34. Broken a bone. ()
36. Bought porn. ()
37. Watched porn. (x) (FA. Really. I would have seen it even if I were trying to avoid it)
38. Made porn. ()
39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex. (x)
40. Been in love. (x)
24 so far
41. French kissed. (x)
42. Laughed so hard you cried. (x)
43. Cried yourself to sleep. (x)
44. Laughed yourself to sleep. ()
45. Stabbed yourself. (x) (Cooking is dangerous)
46. Shot a gun. (x)
47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day. (x) (jokingly, of course, and always to their face)
48. Been online for 9 consecutive hours. (x)
49. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours. (x)
50. Watched an animal die. (x)
33 so far
51. Watched a person die. (x) (Hospitals suck, mang)
52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present. ()
53. Pranked somebody. (x)
54. Put somebody in the hospital. ()
55. Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out. ()
56. Kissed somebody of the same sex. (x)
57. Dressed punk. (x)
58. Dressed goth. (x)
59. Dressed preppy. (x)
60. Been to a motocross race. ()
39 so far
61. Avoided somebody. (x)
62. Been stalked. (x)
63. Stalked someone. ()
64. Met a celebrity. ()
65. Played an instrument. (x)
66. Ridden a horse. (x)
67. Cut yourself. () (Unless you mean papercut)
68. Bungee jumped. ()
69. Ding dong ditched somebody. ()
70. Been to a wild party. ()
44 so far
71. Got caught stealing something. ()
72. Kicked/punched a guy in the balls. (x) (Uppercut to the nuts. Sometimes being smallish is good)
73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend. ()
74. Gone out with your friend's crush. ()
75. Got arrested. ()
76. Been pregnant. (x) (LOLYESALWAYS)
77. Babysat. (x)
78. Been to another country. ()
79. Started your house on fire. ()
80. Had an encounter with a ghost. ()
47 thus far
81. Donated your hair to cancer patients. ()
82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you'd be asked out by. (x)
83. Cried over a family member of the opposite sex. ()
84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for 3 months or more. (x)
85. Sat on your butt all day. (x)
86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself. (x)
87. Had a job. (x)
88. Gotten cut from a sports team. ()
89. Been called a whore. (x) (jokingly)
90. Danced like a whore. ()
53 thus far
91. Been mistaken for a celebrity. ()
92. Been in a car accident. (x)
93. Been told you have beautiful eyes. (x)
94. Been told you have beautiful hair. (x)
95. Raped somebody. ()
96. Danced in the rain. (x)
97. Been rejected. (x)
98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying. ()
99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face. (x)
100. Been raped. (x)
And before anyone freaks out, yes it happened. Yes, it's become something relatively easy for me to talk about. No, I didn't have any diseases from it. No, I don't remember how most of it went. I blacked out on some parts. Yes, I have had it consensually once. Hmmm... Anything else? No? I think that's about the usual flurry of questions. C:
57% apparently -- Derpderpderpderpderp
1. Smoked. ()
2. Drank alcohol. ()
3. Cried when someone died. (x)
4. Been drunk. ()
5. Had sex. (x)
6. Been to a concert. (x)
7. Gotten/given a handjob. (x)
8. Gotten/given a blowjob. (x)
9. Been verbally/sexually harassed. (x)
10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody. ()
6 so far
11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up. (x)
12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose. ()
13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfrend before. ()
14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend. () (if they did, I don't know about it)
15. Been to prom. (x)
16. Cried at school. (x)
17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store. (x)
18. Went streaking. ()
19. Given or received a lap dance. ()
20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room. (x)
11 so far
21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over. (x)
22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house. (x)
23. Kissed a stranger. ()
24. Hugged a stranger. (x)
25. Went scuba diving. (x)
26. Driven a car. (x)
27. Gotten an x-ray. (x)
28. Hit by a car. (x)
29. Had a party. (x)
30. Done serious drugs. ()
19 so far
31. Played strip poker/darts/basketball. ()
32. Got paid to strip for someone. ()
33. Run away from home. (x)
34. Broken a bone. ()
36. Bought porn. ()
37. Watched porn. (x) (FA. Really. I would have seen it even if I were trying to avoid it)
38. Made porn. ()
39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex. (x)
40. Been in love. (x)
24 so far
41. French kissed. (x)
42. Laughed so hard you cried. (x)
43. Cried yourself to sleep. (x)
44. Laughed yourself to sleep. ()
45. Stabbed yourself. (x) (Cooking is dangerous)
46. Shot a gun. (x)
47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day. (x) (jokingly, of course, and always to their face)
48. Been online for 9 consecutive hours. (x)
49. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours. (x)
50. Watched an animal die. (x)
33 so far
51. Watched a person die. (x) (Hospitals suck, mang)
52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present. ()
53. Pranked somebody. (x)
54. Put somebody in the hospital. ()
55. Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out. ()
56. Kissed somebody of the same sex. (x)
57. Dressed punk. (x)
58. Dressed goth. (x)
59. Dressed preppy. (x)
60. Been to a motocross race. ()
39 so far
61. Avoided somebody. (x)
62. Been stalked. (x)
63. Stalked someone. ()
64. Met a celebrity. ()
65. Played an instrument. (x)
66. Ridden a horse. (x)
67. Cut yourself. () (Unless you mean papercut)
68. Bungee jumped. ()
69. Ding dong ditched somebody. ()
70. Been to a wild party. ()
44 so far
71. Got caught stealing something. ()
72. Kicked/punched a guy in the balls. (x) (Uppercut to the nuts. Sometimes being smallish is good)
73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend. ()
74. Gone out with your friend's crush. ()
75. Got arrested. ()
76. Been pregnant. (x) (LOLYESALWAYS)
77. Babysat. (x)
78. Been to another country. ()
79. Started your house on fire. ()
80. Had an encounter with a ghost. ()
47 thus far
81. Donated your hair to cancer patients. ()
82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you'd be asked out by. (x)
83. Cried over a family member of the opposite sex. ()
84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for 3 months or more. (x)
85. Sat on your butt all day. (x)
86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself. (x)
87. Had a job. (x)
88. Gotten cut from a sports team. ()
89. Been called a whore. (x) (jokingly)
90. Danced like a whore. ()
53 thus far
91. Been mistaken for a celebrity. ()
92. Been in a car accident. (x)
93. Been told you have beautiful eyes. (x)
94. Been told you have beautiful hair. (x)
95. Raped somebody. ()
96. Danced in the rain. (x)
97. Been rejected. (x)
98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying. ()
99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face. (x)
100. Been raped. (x)
OH YEAH DUDE. READ THE AWESOME.
Posted 15 years agoSo basically I'm about to do a plug for a friend o' mine, and Imma letchu finish, but you really should read to the end of this journal. :D
So
bass064 is a kickin' kitty with a talent for chill and electronica music. He's selling 25 minutes of music on CDs. But these are no ordinary CDs, for they are lovingly sent off in cases by the dainty paws of a musical cat. Did I mention that these same paws are paying for shipping and handling? No? Well, it's true! This up and coming musical artist (going by the stage name "neko.") is practically giving this music away. :0
Each CD costs $5 and more information can be found by contacting Bass directly. Or even by reading his recently posted submission's comments.
BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE.
If you help me whore out my good buddy on your own journals and show me, I'll draw you stuff. PG-13 and below, if you please. I will seriously drop kick someone for their laptop, install me some photoshop, and draw you stuff with the fervor of an artist that hasn't drawn anything in two months. Because I haven't drawn anything worthwhile in two months and I have the artistic itch. Real bad. And the only cure us to draw you stuff. But you can't delete the journal after I finish your stuff, guys. I mean you could, but that would be a really dick move.
Just saying.
And if you're able to, pop on over to Bass's profile, check out his music, and comment. That would probably make him the happiest cat in the world. :3
So
bass064 is a kickin' kitty with a talent for chill and electronica music. He's selling 25 minutes of music on CDs. But these are no ordinary CDs, for they are lovingly sent off in cases by the dainty paws of a musical cat. Did I mention that these same paws are paying for shipping and handling? No? Well, it's true! This up and coming musical artist (going by the stage name "neko.") is practically giving this music away. :0Each CD costs $5 and more information can be found by contacting Bass directly. Or even by reading his recently posted submission's comments.
BUT WAIT. THERE'S MORE.
If you help me whore out my good buddy on your own journals and show me, I'll draw you stuff. PG-13 and below, if you please. I will seriously drop kick someone for their laptop, install me some photoshop, and draw you stuff with the fervor of an artist that hasn't drawn anything in two months. Because I haven't drawn anything worthwhile in two months and I have the artistic itch. Real bad. And the only cure us to draw you stuff. But you can't delete the journal after I finish your stuff, guys. I mean you could, but that would be a really dick move.
Just saying.
And if you're able to, pop on over to Bass's profile, check out his music, and comment. That would probably make him the happiest cat in the world. :3
Confessions of a Teenage Bork
Posted 15 years ago- I'm so used to giving and never receiving anything in return, it's hard for me to show my gratitude or to even accept anything without feeling skeptical about the giver's sincerity.
- I have a hard time starting things because I know once I star, I will start getting obsessed with finishing.
- I can only be athletic for about 15 minutes at a time.
- Caffeine makes me sleepy.
- I dream often these days. I used to never dream.
- I have far more self esteem than I used to, although I never realized how truly low it was until my boyfriend showed me how high it could be.
- I haven't completely done away with the idea of God. I don't think I ever will, since it's become so part of everything I've ever been. I just have trouble believing anything right now that I can't feel.
- This tiny touch screen is infinitely frustrating. >:0
- It's probably not a good idea to let me go off on tangents. I can talk for hours.
- Sometimes, I can be really, really cruel. I don't know why.
- I made this journal because writing focuses my thoughts.
- I'm an extremely open person when it comes to most things. I've just got a few things that are off limits, which will be addressed if they come up.
- I have an issue with commitments that are drawing-related. Especially, if they become an inconvenience that is not being recompensed.
- I am easily annoyed if you press the right buttons, and unfortunately, they're normal things that don't normally bother most people.
- I'm still drawing requests, but I have nothing to scan them with.
- Drawing realistic masculinity is hard, and makes me frustrated. And sometimes makes me blush. >///>;;
- I am about to take a nap in the middle of the day.
- I have a hard time starting things because I know once I star, I will start getting obsessed with finishing.
- I can only be athletic for about 15 minutes at a time.
- Caffeine makes me sleepy.
- I dream often these days. I used to never dream.
- I have far more self esteem than I used to, although I never realized how truly low it was until my boyfriend showed me how high it could be.
- I haven't completely done away with the idea of God. I don't think I ever will, since it's become so part of everything I've ever been. I just have trouble believing anything right now that I can't feel.
- This tiny touch screen is infinitely frustrating. >:0
- It's probably not a good idea to let me go off on tangents. I can talk for hours.
- Sometimes, I can be really, really cruel. I don't know why.
- I made this journal because writing focuses my thoughts.
- I'm an extremely open person when it comes to most things. I've just got a few things that are off limits, which will be addressed if they come up.
- I have an issue with commitments that are drawing-related. Especially, if they become an inconvenience that is not being recompensed.
- I am easily annoyed if you press the right buttons, and unfortunately, they're normal things that don't normally bother most people.
- I'm still drawing requests, but I have nothing to scan them with.
- Drawing realistic masculinity is hard, and makes me frustrated. And sometimes makes me blush. >///>;;
- I am about to take a nap in the middle of the day.
Yay for iPods :3c
Posted 15 years agoI thought I should mention that a lot has been happening lately. My parents haven't gotten any better. They currently have custody of my laptop, which stayed in Texas. I'm currently in Washington D.C., working as a geneticist and research assistant at the National Institute of Health. I only have my iPod as my connection to the internet. I'm really slow at it. I'm so not meant for such tiny keys. |3;; Anyway, this summer is going to be spent on cancer research and art has been on the backburner. I've done some drawing, though. Drew my first decent dragon. I am so proud. :3 I really wish I had a scanner but that's life. Hope everyone's been well and I wish everyone the best. Oh and if my boyfriend's reading this, you're one sexy hunk of tiger. :3c Just saying.
lolno
Posted 15 years agoSo my parents and I had a talk. Guess who's now a Godless heathen? C'mon~ I dare you to guess~ 8D
Well, my parents said as soon as I come back from D.C., I have to move out of the house. If I want to live life by my terms, then they're more than happy to help with the ejection. I won't have any place to stay for a few weeks, so I'll have to hobo for a while. From research assistant to hobo in sixty seconds~ :U So, this is just a bit of a warning to anyone that might remotely desire to contact me during the summer months and after: things are about to get far more difficult than they've been thus far. And I'm also not my father's son anymore. At least, until I start "thinking straight." I do so love my parents right now. :I *sigh*
In other news, money's getting tighter and tighter. Paying a ticket I got from a speed trap back in Dallas (five hours from here) and then I've got to start paying everything my parents had been helping me with like cell phone bills, insurance bills, and everything else all at once. Any and all money I had is basically gone. I'll probably be calling in a solid from a friend of mine. Hopefully she won't mind sharing her couch.
Well, my parents said as soon as I come back from D.C., I have to move out of the house. If I want to live life by my terms, then they're more than happy to help with the ejection. I won't have any place to stay for a few weeks, so I'll have to hobo for a while. From research assistant to hobo in sixty seconds~ :U So, this is just a bit of a warning to anyone that might remotely desire to contact me during the summer months and after: things are about to get far more difficult than they've been thus far. And I'm also not my father's son anymore. At least, until I start "thinking straight." I do so love my parents right now. :I *sigh*
In other news, money's getting tighter and tighter. Paying a ticket I got from a speed trap back in Dallas (five hours from here) and then I've got to start paying everything my parents had been helping me with like cell phone bills, insurance bills, and everything else all at once. Any and all money I had is basically gone. I'll probably be calling in a solid from a friend of mine. Hopefully she won't mind sharing her couch.
Age Meme
Posted 15 years agoEh... I know I have better things to do but...
HOW OLD DO YOU ACT?
[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee.
[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar.
[ ] You own a credit card.
[x] You know how to change the oil in a car.
[x] You've done your own laundry.
[x] You can vote in an election.
[x] You can cook for yourself.
[x] You think politics are interesting
TOTAL SO FAR: 7
[ ] You show up late for work a lot.
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket.
[ ] You've never gotten a detention.
[x] You have forgotten your own birthday.
[x] You like to take walks by yourself.
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up.
[x] You drink caffeine at least once a week.
TOTAL SO FAR: 11
[x] You know how to do the dishes.
[x] You can count to 10 in another language.
[x] When you say you're going to do something you USUALLY do it.
[x] You can mow the lawn.
[ ] You study even when you don't have to.
[x] You have hand washed a car before.
TOTAL SO FAR: 16
[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up.
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name.
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out.
[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need.
[x] You understand political jokes the first time they are said.
[x] You can type pretty quick.
TOTAL SO FAR: 20
[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment.
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party.
[ ] You have realised that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay. (eh... refinancing works wonders, so I'll be paying it off slowly, but it'll happen)
[x] You have been to the beach.
[x] You use the internet every day.
[ ] You have been outside of your home country 3 or more times.
[ ] You make your bed in the morning.
TOTAL SO FAR: 22
[ ] You have filed a tax return
[ ] You have used a pay phone
[ ] You have been served alcohol without being ID'd
[ ] You have purchased stamps at the grocery store
[ ] You have purchased a lottery ticket
[x] You still have and use a VCR
TOTAL: 23 years
I'm not sure how I feel about this. |D;;
HOW OLD DO YOU ACT?
[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee.
[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar.
[ ] You own a credit card.
[x] You know how to change the oil in a car.
[x] You've done your own laundry.
[x] You can vote in an election.
[x] You can cook for yourself.
[x] You think politics are interesting
TOTAL SO FAR: 7
[ ] You show up late for work a lot.
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket.
[ ] You've never gotten a detention.
[x] You have forgotten your own birthday.
[x] You like to take walks by yourself.
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up.
[x] You drink caffeine at least once a week.
TOTAL SO FAR: 11
[x] You know how to do the dishes.
[x] You can count to 10 in another language.
[x] When you say you're going to do something you USUALLY do it.
[x] You can mow the lawn.
[ ] You study even when you don't have to.
[x] You have hand washed a car before.
TOTAL SO FAR: 16
[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up.
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name.
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out.
[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need.
[x] You understand political jokes the first time they are said.
[x] You can type pretty quick.
TOTAL SO FAR: 20
[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment.
[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party.
[ ] You have realised that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay. (eh... refinancing works wonders, so I'll be paying it off slowly, but it'll happen)
[x] You have been to the beach.
[x] You use the internet every day.
[ ] You have been outside of your home country 3 or more times.
[ ] You make your bed in the morning.
TOTAL SO FAR: 22
[ ] You have filed a tax return
[ ] You have used a pay phone
[ ] You have been served alcohol without being ID'd
[ ] You have purchased stamps at the grocery store
[ ] You have purchased a lottery ticket
[x] You still have and use a VCR
TOTAL: 23 years
I'm not sure how I feel about this. |D;;
I'm probably going to Hell for this.
Posted 15 years agoGod:
It was said that you loved me and that you'd made me perfect the way I am. Yet, I was told that without your affections and your perception of me I was useless, stupid, and incapable of anything. Nothing I did right was my own doing but yours. Nothing I did wrong was anyone's fault but my own. If you loved me as you say you do, then how could you be so cruel to a child of only nine years? You're all powerful. Why didn't you warn my parents? If you loved me as you said you did, why is it I never felt loved by anyone that said they knew you. I knew of their affections, but never did I feel wanted. In all the years I served your cause, never did I feel worth it or wanted. I was the leftover. I was the nothing. Nothing I did meant anything. I suppose you know when I started realizing that I felt this way. That's right. When my parents sent me to counseling for my "cancer of the spirit," the pastor implied that I felt angry at you. I didn't understand why I'd feel angry, if all I'd ever done was serve a loving God. Until, of course, he started stating the reasons why I might be angry. I had never realized all the horrible things you'd let happen to me until they were spoken out loud. All those horrible things I'd tried to forget, just so I could be happy. I never was happy, though. I was always taciturn. Always faking the smiles to get by, so no one would remind me why I wanted to cry at night. Then I met him. The one person that could make me smile with just a glance. The one person that could make me feel like I was worth something, like I meant something to someone, with just a touch. Your Word calls it a blasphemy, an abomination of mankind. Is this being wanted truly so evil that you would burn and destroy it? You, who should be the epitome of love, would neglect my being and toy with my heart, only to call me evil for that which you placed there. You call the heart "truly wicked." That it should never be trusted. Yet you also say that all things that come from you are good. So which is it? Did you not give me a heart? Or am I just a happenstance? A mistake you never intended? But then again, didn't you "know" me before even my conception? Have you simply been lying to me all this time? When everyone else worked themselves into a frenzy at church, calling it the touch of God, how is it I felt nothing by standing there and simply asking for it. Did you not say that you "stand at the door and knock?" Did you not say that if your child asks then he shall receive? Of course not. It's just written in your Bible. I trusted you. I hoped in you. And now it seems, I wasted my time with you. Did you ever tell me that my eyes were beautiful? Did you ever tell me I was kind and sweet? Did you once tell me that I was worth it? No. Never did you once. And yet... from the boy you said had evil intentions, the boy you said could never love me because he was not a girl, from the boy you said was not worth my time and he would only lead me to destruction... he held me in his arms in the way you never did. He was close to me, holding me only as one who loves is capable. He told me, himself, that he loved me. He told me how great I was, how I was everything you said I wasn't. He told me how he thinks of me often and that he loves it when I smile. He held my hand in a way that told me he never wanted to let go. He kissed me in a way that told me I was worth it. He reminded me that I wasn't useless, that I wasn't ugly. He told me my eyes, yes those brown things you apparently stuffed into my skull, were beautiful. He makes me feel alive, like I can do anything. For the first time in a long time, I feel legitimately happy. Not fake like when I had to play nice in church, being judged for my tastes in dark colored clothing or my seeming lack of enthusiasm. Anyway, before I go, I'd like to ask you one thing: why is it that when people do terrible things to others that wrecks their innermost sanctums, they are asked if they think they are you? Just a thought. I guess this is all to say that whatever we had before feels like it's been built on a lie. You weren't there for me like you said you would be. You left me broken, a sick joke of humanity. He did not. Until I know I can trust you again... I think we both know it isn't going to work out between us. They say Christianity isn't a religion, but a relationship, but what sort of relationship is built on lies and empty promises? I'm sorry, but until I know for sure that you love me, I can't carry on the way I have. He loves me, and I love him, too. I know he isn't perfect, but he doesn't pretend to be. He just does the best he can, just like the rest of us. To me, that makes him as perfect as he can get.
Sincerely,
FallingZeroes
It was said that you loved me and that you'd made me perfect the way I am. Yet, I was told that without your affections and your perception of me I was useless, stupid, and incapable of anything. Nothing I did right was my own doing but yours. Nothing I did wrong was anyone's fault but my own. If you loved me as you say you do, then how could you be so cruel to a child of only nine years? You're all powerful. Why didn't you warn my parents? If you loved me as you said you did, why is it I never felt loved by anyone that said they knew you. I knew of their affections, but never did I feel wanted. In all the years I served your cause, never did I feel worth it or wanted. I was the leftover. I was the nothing. Nothing I did meant anything. I suppose you know when I started realizing that I felt this way. That's right. When my parents sent me to counseling for my "cancer of the spirit," the pastor implied that I felt angry at you. I didn't understand why I'd feel angry, if all I'd ever done was serve a loving God. Until, of course, he started stating the reasons why I might be angry. I had never realized all the horrible things you'd let happen to me until they were spoken out loud. All those horrible things I'd tried to forget, just so I could be happy. I never was happy, though. I was always taciturn. Always faking the smiles to get by, so no one would remind me why I wanted to cry at night. Then I met him. The one person that could make me smile with just a glance. The one person that could make me feel like I was worth something, like I meant something to someone, with just a touch. Your Word calls it a blasphemy, an abomination of mankind. Is this being wanted truly so evil that you would burn and destroy it? You, who should be the epitome of love, would neglect my being and toy with my heart, only to call me evil for that which you placed there. You call the heart "truly wicked." That it should never be trusted. Yet you also say that all things that come from you are good. So which is it? Did you not give me a heart? Or am I just a happenstance? A mistake you never intended? But then again, didn't you "know" me before even my conception? Have you simply been lying to me all this time? When everyone else worked themselves into a frenzy at church, calling it the touch of God, how is it I felt nothing by standing there and simply asking for it. Did you not say that you "stand at the door and knock?" Did you not say that if your child asks then he shall receive? Of course not. It's just written in your Bible. I trusted you. I hoped in you. And now it seems, I wasted my time with you. Did you ever tell me that my eyes were beautiful? Did you ever tell me I was kind and sweet? Did you once tell me that I was worth it? No. Never did you once. And yet... from the boy you said had evil intentions, the boy you said could never love me because he was not a girl, from the boy you said was not worth my time and he would only lead me to destruction... he held me in his arms in the way you never did. He was close to me, holding me only as one who loves is capable. He told me, himself, that he loved me. He told me how great I was, how I was everything you said I wasn't. He told me how he thinks of me often and that he loves it when I smile. He held my hand in a way that told me he never wanted to let go. He kissed me in a way that told me I was worth it. He reminded me that I wasn't useless, that I wasn't ugly. He told me my eyes, yes those brown things you apparently stuffed into my skull, were beautiful. He makes me feel alive, like I can do anything. For the first time in a long time, I feel legitimately happy. Not fake like when I had to play nice in church, being judged for my tastes in dark colored clothing or my seeming lack of enthusiasm. Anyway, before I go, I'd like to ask you one thing: why is it that when people do terrible things to others that wrecks their innermost sanctums, they are asked if they think they are you? Just a thought. I guess this is all to say that whatever we had before feels like it's been built on a lie. You weren't there for me like you said you would be. You left me broken, a sick joke of humanity. He did not. Until I know I can trust you again... I think we both know it isn't going to work out between us. They say Christianity isn't a religion, but a relationship, but what sort of relationship is built on lies and empty promises? I'm sorry, but until I know for sure that you love me, I can't carry on the way I have. He loves me, and I love him, too. I know he isn't perfect, but he doesn't pretend to be. He just does the best he can, just like the rest of us. To me, that makes him as perfect as he can get.
Sincerely,
FallingZeroes
Okay...
Posted 15 years agoWell, a few of you guys probably know by now that I've run into some hard luck, and even more of you probably know I hate asking for help. Well... umm.... Let's just say, money's become really tight and my parents really don't much care for helping with the college expenses they helped cause. >>;;;
I'm opening up $1 sketch commissions. If you pay more, then the sketches get cleaner and cleaner until I eventually start coloring and shading. Basically... It'll be traditional work scanned into photoshop and cleaned up a little. Example: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?p.....00000311889088
But yeah... A sketch commission would be pretty quick. You'd give me references, a general pose, and I'd run with it. This'll be going on for a while, since I have enough money to pay back my college for two months, but after that... Well, let's just hope I have enough. Sorry to be a burden... If you can't give anything, it's alright. I'll find something, I suppose...
In lighter news... I haven't thrown up or cried yet, so that's a plus. I'm... going to go draw now. I need something to take my mind off these bills.
I'm opening up $1 sketch commissions. If you pay more, then the sketches get cleaner and cleaner until I eventually start coloring and shading. Basically... It'll be traditional work scanned into photoshop and cleaned up a little. Example: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?p.....00000311889088
But yeah... A sketch commission would be pretty quick. You'd give me references, a general pose, and I'd run with it. This'll be going on for a while, since I have enough money to pay back my college for two months, but after that... Well, let's just hope I have enough. Sorry to be a burden... If you can't give anything, it's alright. I'll find something, I suppose...
In lighter news... I haven't thrown up or cried yet, so that's a plus. I'm... going to go draw now. I need something to take my mind off these bills.
I was bored so...
Posted 15 years agoTen things I wish I could say to people:
1. Hi, could you help me with this?
2. I'm not as confident as I look.
3. I don't want you to go.
4. Please stop making me feel so guilty.
5. How can you expect a reply if all you've ever taught me was silence?
6. You're wasting your time.
7. The more you try to change me, the more you push me away.
8. I don't want to talk anymore.
9. You won't change and neither will I.
10. I'm tired of playing your games.
Nine things about myself:
1. I am impulsively kind.
2. When I think, I become quiet and devoid of emotion.
3. I enjoy company, if only to listen.
4. I have the hardest time deciding anything for sure.
5. I'm not afraid of spiders, snakes, clowns, or the dark.
6. I'm afraid of needles and talking to strange people on the phone.
7. I'm rarely angry.
8. I cry too much over things that other people consider unimportant.
9. People have asked me if I'm psychic.
Eight ways to win my heart:
1. Do something spontaneous
2. Remind me that I'm worth it
3. Make me blush excessively
4. Make memories we can share
5. Tell me things I need to hear
6. Share similar interests
7. Kiss me
8. Tell me you love me
Seven things that cross my mind a lot:
1. I'm hungry.
2. Am I really worth the trouble?
3. Where do I go from here?
4. I love you.
5. I wonder what everyone's doing right now...
6. How am I going to pay for college?
7. Do you really love me, too?
Six things I do before I fall asleep:
1. Yawn.
2. Chat with friends.
3. Wonder about the world.
4. Talk to people I care about.
5. Turn off the lights and let the cat in.
6. Close my eyes and wish he was there with me.
Five places I want to visit:
1. Australia.
2. Germany.
3. Colorado.
4. Canada.
5. Wherever he might be.
Four things I'm wearing right now:
1. Underwear.
2. A shirt.
3. Pants.
4. Socks.
Three musical artists that I listen to often:
1. Fox Amoore
2. Renard_V
3. The Radio
Two things I want to do before I die:
1. Spend my life with someone I love
2. Be worth something to someone.
One confession:
1. I desperately want to be acknowledged by my Dad, even though sometimes I wonder if I hate him.
1. Hi, could you help me with this?
2. I'm not as confident as I look.
3. I don't want you to go.
4. Please stop making me feel so guilty.
5. How can you expect a reply if all you've ever taught me was silence?
6. You're wasting your time.
7. The more you try to change me, the more you push me away.
8. I don't want to talk anymore.
9. You won't change and neither will I.
10. I'm tired of playing your games.
Nine things about myself:
1. I am impulsively kind.
2. When I think, I become quiet and devoid of emotion.
3. I enjoy company, if only to listen.
4. I have the hardest time deciding anything for sure.
5. I'm not afraid of spiders, snakes, clowns, or the dark.
6. I'm afraid of needles and talking to strange people on the phone.
7. I'm rarely angry.
8. I cry too much over things that other people consider unimportant.
9. People have asked me if I'm psychic.
Eight ways to win my heart:
1. Do something spontaneous
2. Remind me that I'm worth it
3. Make me blush excessively
4. Make memories we can share
5. Tell me things I need to hear
6. Share similar interests
7. Kiss me
8. Tell me you love me
Seven things that cross my mind a lot:
1. I'm hungry.
2. Am I really worth the trouble?
3. Where do I go from here?
4. I love you.
5. I wonder what everyone's doing right now...
6. How am I going to pay for college?
7. Do you really love me, too?
Six things I do before I fall asleep:
1. Yawn.
2. Chat with friends.
3. Wonder about the world.
4. Talk to people I care about.
5. Turn off the lights and let the cat in.
6. Close my eyes and wish he was there with me.
Five places I want to visit:
1. Australia.
2. Germany.
3. Colorado.
4. Canada.
5. Wherever he might be.
Four things I'm wearing right now:
1. Underwear.
2. A shirt.
3. Pants.
4. Socks.
Three musical artists that I listen to often:
1. Fox Amoore
2. Renard_V
3. The Radio
Two things I want to do before I die:
1. Spend my life with someone I love
2. Be worth something to someone.
One confession:
1. I desperately want to be acknowledged by my Dad, even though sometimes I wonder if I hate him.
DO NOT BE ALARMED [EDIT2]
Posted 15 years agoBut I will probably upload a voice recording sometime in the next... eventually. Why, you may ask? Well, because... it was asked of me. And I usually don't mind that much. I mean, I sang for a while, way back when. I also occasionally compose music, some of which you may eventually hear. The point is that I was asked to make a voice recording, so I thought about what I could say or sing, and I remembered this one song that I obsessed over when I was younger and kind of memorized. Considering I know the song already and I have a little voice recorder thingy, it should be all very simple, right? Hahawrong. So I go through a few practice runs, look up the lyrics again to make sure I'm not making any mistakes, sing it a few more times, and then get ready to record. Everything's going smoothly until this point. Then I try to start recording, and part way through the song, my cat runs headlong into the blinds and makes about as much racket as one cat can. Erase sound file. I try to record again, and then halfway through, my voice goes, "lolderp. You suxxors. 8DDDDD" I thought I'd finished most of my puberty by now. Erase sound file. The cat's left the room by now, so I lock the door. I'm near the end of the song and then guess who wants to come in? MEOWWWWWW. Just before the end. Loud as can be. Erase sound file. So I open the door, ready with my glaring death glare of death and glaring, and then he looks at me with those big kitten eyes that make you want to "D'aaaaw~" And then he jumps on my bed and starts rubbing his dirty paws on my notebook. Most notably, on the comic I'd been working on. Kitty, I don't know whether to love you or kill you. Stop looking so adorable. I'm trying to be mad at you. >:B Now I'm wallowing in the healing powers of leftover pizza. *siiiigggghhhhhhnomnom*
I suppose this is what I get for procrastinating on my chores/mandates/free labor. KARMAWHYYYYY?!? D;
Edit:
Karma hates me. It hates me so much right now. I finally get a decent recording (after being knocked around my my large cat), and then FA doesn't accept the file type. I'm like, "Well, okay. There's got to be a free converter for that type of thing." And lo and behold, there is one. And it crashes. Repeatedly. I died a little on the inside. Well... No one wanted to hear my voice anyway. It's all derpy and stuff. Ehhhh... I need more pizza. This is bumming me out.
Edit2: YAYJUNE
Now everyone gets to hear me. If they want. And click that play button. Derp. :X
I suppose this is what I get for procrastinating on my chores/mandates/free labor. KARMAWHYYYYY?!? D;
Edit:
Karma hates me. It hates me so much right now. I finally get a decent recording (after being knocked around my my large cat), and then FA doesn't accept the file type. I'm like, "Well, okay. There's got to be a free converter for that type of thing." And lo and behold, there is one. And it crashes. Repeatedly. I died a little on the inside. Well... No one wanted to hear my voice anyway. It's all derpy and stuff. Ehhhh... I need more pizza. This is bumming me out.
Edit2: YAYJUNE
Now everyone gets to hear me. If they want. And click that play button. Derp. :X
lolpie
Posted 15 years agoOkayso I haven't updated in a while, mostly because I feel like I'm a bother most of the time. This is not one of those times. I'm in one of those insane moods where everything is making me giggle like an idiot. So you get to hear about it. YAYYYYYY </slapped>
Okay, so not much happened. Except for this pie, which lied to me in its delciousness. So my mom gets some meat pies, and despite having seen Sweeney Todd twice, I still crave them. HOSHIZ THEY'RE DELICIOUS. Most of the time. So I stick them in the microwave, even though the crust on the outside was still kinda sticky. I wasn't really sure whether or not to stuff them in the oven until I realized that my hunger was about to overcome my fragile constitution and wipe me from the face of the earth in an all-consuming black hole of infinite hunger and despair. So into the microwave it went. The longest two minutes of my life. That I can currently remember. Well, there was that one time with the ice cream but that's not the point. Anyway, I turn around for two minutes to find something else to do and when I decide that there's nothing worth doing in the two minutes of waiting, the magical call of the microwave beep beckons that I might partake of the blessings derived from the merciless slaughter of unassuming animals. And yet, for some reason, the pies have puffed up to the size of a cantaloupe. lolcantaloupeisspelledfunny. So I bravely grabbed a fork and stabbed them into submission. Being the conquering hero that I am, I proudly gloated over my kill before tentatively slicing a piece off. Extending my tongue to test the deliciousness of the pie, it checked out, so was almost immediately consumed. The pie... was delicious. Until my second bite yielded a lie of epic proportions which will likely haunt me for the next thirty or so minutes: there were olives in it. BIG. GREEN. OLIVES. What sort of foul trick was this!? Ruining a meat pie with olives. I am disappoint. My tongue was punched by the awful flavors, causing a cringe on my face the likes hadn't been seen since the trampoline incident of '98. So I finished off the pie, unwilling to let it savor my disgust. REVENGE.... is not as sweet as I'd like it to be. I'll go get some tea now. I should probably be on some sort of medication. WOO.
Bubblesandlotion.
That is all. c:
EDIT: Okay, so I lied. That wasn't all. I'm probably going to upload drawings that have to do with stupid things that happen in my life that will make me look vain and exciting, neither of which are particularly true. Except the second one. My boyfriend thinks I'm exciting. Lol. Poor guy.
Okay, so not much happened. Except for this pie, which lied to me in its delciousness. So my mom gets some meat pies, and despite having seen Sweeney Todd twice, I still crave them. HOSHIZ THEY'RE DELICIOUS. Most of the time. So I stick them in the microwave, even though the crust on the outside was still kinda sticky. I wasn't really sure whether or not to stuff them in the oven until I realized that my hunger was about to overcome my fragile constitution and wipe me from the face of the earth in an all-consuming black hole of infinite hunger and despair. So into the microwave it went. The longest two minutes of my life. That I can currently remember. Well, there was that one time with the ice cream but that's not the point. Anyway, I turn around for two minutes to find something else to do and when I decide that there's nothing worth doing in the two minutes of waiting, the magical call of the microwave beep beckons that I might partake of the blessings derived from the merciless slaughter of unassuming animals. And yet, for some reason, the pies have puffed up to the size of a cantaloupe. lolcantaloupeisspelledfunny. So I bravely grabbed a fork and stabbed them into submission. Being the conquering hero that I am, I proudly gloated over my kill before tentatively slicing a piece off. Extending my tongue to test the deliciousness of the pie, it checked out, so was almost immediately consumed. The pie... was delicious. Until my second bite yielded a lie of epic proportions which will likely haunt me for the next thirty or so minutes: there were olives in it. BIG. GREEN. OLIVES. What sort of foul trick was this!? Ruining a meat pie with olives. I am disappoint. My tongue was punched by the awful flavors, causing a cringe on my face the likes hadn't been seen since the trampoline incident of '98. So I finished off the pie, unwilling to let it savor my disgust. REVENGE.... is not as sweet as I'd like it to be. I'll go get some tea now. I should probably be on some sort of medication. WOO.
Bubblesandlotion.
That is all. c:
EDIT: Okay, so I lied. That wasn't all. I'm probably going to upload drawings that have to do with stupid things that happen in my life that will make me look vain and exciting, neither of which are particularly true. Except the second one. My boyfriend thinks I'm exciting. Lol. Poor guy.
Teehee!~
Posted 15 years agoI know I'm just being a dork, but now I can finally organize and tidy my inbox since the Note System was updated~ Imma gonna go do that now~ <3
Sobasically
Posted 15 years agoI'm on a hunt for inspiration. Anything and everything that may or may not be inspiring.
What gets your creative juices flowing? What makes you groove? Any songs in particular that seem to help you become motivated? Any good movies that just make you want to draw or write? Any artists or artwork that make you want to be better than you used to be? :0
What gets your creative juices flowing? What makes you groove? Any songs in particular that seem to help you become motivated? Any good movies that just make you want to draw or write? Any artists or artwork that make you want to be better than you used to be? :0
Wait a minuteeee
Posted 15 years agoSo I got a test back that basically said my IQ was supposedly about 168, and that I'm supposed to be some sort of genius. Why do I still feel like a complete idiot, then? I bet those tests are rigged. To make kids seem smarter. Yeah. >>;;;;
But that aside, the drawing train was derailed by sudden illness. Will get on that as soon as possible. Before you ask, I'm fine. Well, I'm fine now. I have a bunch of half finished stuff, and a lot of stuff I am pretty sure you wouldn't much care to see. Mostly because it's doodle junk that is not fit for the light of day. And partly because my sister has most of the doodles in her notebook. We get bored on car trips.
Okay, so... nothing particularly exciting that I'd like to share. Hope you've all been having a good week, and... art is coming. Eventually. >w>;;
But that aside, the drawing train was derailed by sudden illness. Will get on that as soon as possible. Before you ask, I'm fine. Well, I'm fine now. I have a bunch of half finished stuff, and a lot of stuff I am pretty sure you wouldn't much care to see. Mostly because it's doodle junk that is not fit for the light of day. And partly because my sister has most of the doodles in her notebook. We get bored on car trips.
Okay, so... nothing particularly exciting that I'd like to share. Hope you've all been having a good week, and... art is coming. Eventually. >w>;;
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Posted 15 years agoSo I was tagged. And I get around to these things eventually sooooo...
1) Name: Falling Zeroes
2) Name Backwards: Seorez Gnillaf
3) Were you named after anyone?: Yeah... riiiggghhhtttt... I just typed up with the first thing that popped into my head.
4) Does your name mean anything?: Not really. But I can pretend it means something. Sort of how English teachers find more symbolism in books that even the author could have possibly ever imagined.
5) Nick Name(s): Kitsu, Joe, Kiddo, that kid with the face, etc. If you shout at me, I'll probably answer.
6) Screen Name(s): Kitsukami, Falling Zeroes
7) Date of Birth: Nov 27
8) Place of Birth: Lock Heed Martin (lol my spelling sucks)
10) Current Location: Beamont, TX bby
11) Sign: Sagitarrius/Yellow Light/Waffle Iron
12) Religion: Probably not the best question to ask me right now. A bit muddled at the moment.
13) Height: 5'10" (I think. I was measured a while ago, and that doctor wasn't paying very much attention...)
14) Weight: 117 ;0; (I NEED MOAR WEIGHT PLZ)
15) Shoe Size: 9-ish~
16) Hair color: Dark Brown c:
17) Eye color: Yellow-Brown/Dark Brown (Lighting changes the way it looks a bit, though)
18) What you look like: A boy
19) Innie or Outie: Innie~
20) Righty or Lefty: Both? I just use whichever's most convenient. |D;;
21) Orientation: I'm pretty sure I've only ever really liked boys. >//w//>;;;
22) Worst enemy(ies): Enemies are friends you wish were dead. :3 Nah... but seriously, I've never really had enemies that actually knew me.
23) Roommate(s)?: I had one in college. Nice guy. Although, I'd have to say... I would have preferred someone else. Probably wouldn't have slept as much, though. >//w//<
24) Best friend(s): :U I FLIPPIN' LOVE YOU ALL. <3
25) Best friends (same sex): UMMMM.... I'M GOING TO FACECLING KAJI NOW, 'KAY?
26) Best friends (opposite sex): *FACECLINGS NEAREST FEMALE*
27) Boyfriend / Girlfriend: Tommy ~<3
28) Crush: <3333
29) Parent(s): Yes. I have 5 Moms and 2 Dads. One biological of each, though. xD btw, my original parents are still married to each other. |D;;
30) Sibling(s): Two. Younger brother and sister.
31) Favorite on-line Guy(s): I uno. I'm bad at decision-making.
32) Favorite on-line Girl(s): read 31
33) Funniest friend: They all have their moments. :3
34) Craziest friend: Umumumummmmmmm.....
35) Advice Friend: I seem to go to Silky for a lot of my problemsssss....
36) Loudest Friend: Not me. >w>
37) Person you cry with: I cried with Tommy. The first person to make me cry in years that didn't die first.
38) Any sisters: 1
39) Any brothers: 1
40) Any pets: Well.... 3 cats, 1 dog, two fish, two birds, and a sugar glider. We also seem to attract most of the animals from the neighborhood, but those aren't technically ours. |3;;
41) A Disease: Love-sickness.
42) A Pager: lolwat. They still have those?
43) A Personal phone line: I guess if you include a cellphone..
44) A Cell phone: I haz
45) A Lava lamp: It broke. ;^;
46) A Pool or hot tub: I like them both? I have both... if that's what's being asked....
47) A Car: '98 Nissan Maxima bby~
Describe Your...
48) Personality: I suppose it depends where I am and who I'm with. I get soooo shy around new people. I don't say anything at all, and I can't ever think of anything to say. When I'm with people I know I get really loud and weird. The strangest stuff happens when I'm with a mix of the two. |D;;
49) Driving: I HAZ TEH DRIVING SKIZZLES. I PROMISE. I DIDN'T ALMOST DIE TWICE.
50) Car: I don't really have a dream car.. I just want one that moves and doesn't look like a box fail.
51) Room: Everything within reasonable reach. |D;; *messymessymessy*
52) Mmh: *FACECLING8
53) School: Welll..... I dunno. Looking for college possibilities.
54) Bed: I have like.. three blankets, four pillows, and a cat on my bed. Sometimes up to three cats and a dog. I'm pretty sure my left sock is hiding somewhere in there, too.
55) Relationship with your parent(s): I love them to death... which is kind of why I'm having a hard time dealing with this business...
Do You...
56) Believe in yourself: Hahano.
57) Believe in love at first sight?: I didn't used to until it happened to me... >w>;;;
58) Consider yourself a good listener: I suppose... People tell me I am, but I've never really considered myself very good at anything...
60) Get Along with your parents: On everything but... one...
61) Save your e-mail conversations: I always forget to delete e-mails. |D;;
62) Pray: Yeah... I do... I want to believe that maybe there's someone listening... and if that someone can hear... maybe... just maybe...
63) Believe in reincarnation: Of a sorts....
64) Like to make fun of people: Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elder berries.
65) Like to talk on the phone: Phones scare me to death. I haven't a clue why. It really depends on who's calling that will push me to pick up the darned thing.
66) Like to eat: NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMALLTHETIME
67) Like to drive: Not really. I'd rather walk.
68) Get motion sickness: Not usually, unless I was sick to begin with.
69) Eat the stems of broccoli: SMOTHERED IN CHEESEEEEEE
70) Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: Wry would you do that? JUST EAT'EM. *FACENOM*
71) Dream in color: Usually...
72) Type with your fingers on home row: It's how I learned. More a habit than anything else.
73) Sleep with a stuffed animal: Well, my cat's occasionally stuffed with food, but for the most part, he's just squishy.
What Is...?
74) Right next to you: A pillow
75) On the walls of your room: Posters my mom put up while I was at camp a few years ago.
76) On your mouse pad: TOUCHPAD PLZ.
77) Your dream car: donothaz
78) Your dream date: Ending with a kiss from the person that matters most to me, under a beautiful night sky being lit by a plethora of fireworks. >//w//>
79) Your dream house: Well... someplace stable and not likely to fall into a bayou. xD;;
80) Your dream wife/husband: <3 I'll give you a few guTOMMYesses.
81) Your bedtime: When I get tired.
82) Under your bed: ohey my left sock~
84) Your bad time of the day: There really is no bad time. Just inconvenient ones.
85) Your worst fear(s): Losing the people closest to me. Everything else is insignificant by comparison.
86) The weather like: It's a beautiful sunny day in the great state of Texas. Highs of about hot and a low of ohgawdIthoughtitwasSpringnotthemiddleofWinter
87) The time: 2:22PM
88) The date: April 12, 2010
89) The best trick you ever played on someone: One morning I woke up really early, and since my mom always plays tricks on me, I waited at her door and surprised her when she came out. I laughed so hard my abs hurt, and I think her heart skipped a few beats.
90) The weirdest food or drink that you like: I actually like Tofu. Well... when cooked right. And I like soymilk. Actually prefer it to actual milk. |3;;
91) Theme Song: Im Your's -Jason Mraz
92) The hardest thing about growing up: Realizing that everything you once knew or thought may very well have been a lie.
94) Your scariest moment: ....
95) The silliest thing you've ever said: YOU SEE THIS? *points to raisin box and flips it over* EMPTY. JUST LIKE YOUR BALL SACK. NOW GET THE F*** OUTTA HERE. (I was on some serious meds and I do NOT take kindly to jerks)
96) The funniest or most desperate thing you've done to get the attention of the
opposite sex: Flailed my arms, and jumped at them. Then I went limp while clinging to them. We fell over. c:
97) The scariest thing that's ever happened while with your friend(s): I rode with one of my friends while he was driving. I kissed the ground we landed on after we'd finally gotten to his house.
99) The best feeling in the world: Saying "I love you" and hearing it in verse. <3
100) 5 people you tag: No one unless they want to do it.
1) Name: Falling Zeroes
2) Name Backwards: Seorez Gnillaf
3) Were you named after anyone?: Yeah... riiiggghhhtttt... I just typed up with the first thing that popped into my head.
4) Does your name mean anything?: Not really. But I can pretend it means something. Sort of how English teachers find more symbolism in books that even the author could have possibly ever imagined.
5) Nick Name(s): Kitsu, Joe, Kiddo, that kid with the face, etc. If you shout at me, I'll probably answer.
6) Screen Name(s): Kitsukami, Falling Zeroes
7) Date of Birth: Nov 27
8) Place of Birth: Lock Heed Martin (lol my spelling sucks)
10) Current Location: Beamont, TX bby
11) Sign: Sagitarrius/Yellow Light/Waffle Iron
12) Religion: Probably not the best question to ask me right now. A bit muddled at the moment.
13) Height: 5'10" (I think. I was measured a while ago, and that doctor wasn't paying very much attention...)
14) Weight: 117 ;0; (I NEED MOAR WEIGHT PLZ)
15) Shoe Size: 9-ish~
16) Hair color: Dark Brown c:
17) Eye color: Yellow-Brown/Dark Brown (Lighting changes the way it looks a bit, though)
18) What you look like: A boy
19) Innie or Outie: Innie~
20) Righty or Lefty: Both? I just use whichever's most convenient. |D;;
21) Orientation: I'm pretty sure I've only ever really liked boys. >//w//>;;;
22) Worst enemy(ies): Enemies are friends you wish were dead. :3 Nah... but seriously, I've never really had enemies that actually knew me.
23) Roommate(s)?: I had one in college. Nice guy. Although, I'd have to say... I would have preferred someone else. Probably wouldn't have slept as much, though. >//w//<
24) Best friend(s): :U I FLIPPIN' LOVE YOU ALL. <3
25) Best friends (same sex): UMMMM.... I'M GOING TO FACECLING KAJI NOW, 'KAY?
26) Best friends (opposite sex): *FACECLINGS NEAREST FEMALE*
27) Boyfriend / Girlfriend: Tommy ~<3
28) Crush: <3333
29) Parent(s): Yes. I have 5 Moms and 2 Dads. One biological of each, though. xD btw, my original parents are still married to each other. |D;;
30) Sibling(s): Two. Younger brother and sister.
31) Favorite on-line Guy(s): I uno. I'm bad at decision-making.
32) Favorite on-line Girl(s): read 31
33) Funniest friend: They all have their moments. :3
34) Craziest friend: Umumumummmmmmm.....
35) Advice Friend: I seem to go to Silky for a lot of my problemsssss....
36) Loudest Friend: Not me. >w>
37) Person you cry with: I cried with Tommy. The first person to make me cry in years that didn't die first.
38) Any sisters: 1
39) Any brothers: 1
40) Any pets: Well.... 3 cats, 1 dog, two fish, two birds, and a sugar glider. We also seem to attract most of the animals from the neighborhood, but those aren't technically ours. |3;;
41) A Disease: Love-sickness.
42) A Pager: lolwat. They still have those?
43) A Personal phone line: I guess if you include a cellphone..
44) A Cell phone: I haz
45) A Lava lamp: It broke. ;^;
46) A Pool or hot tub: I like them both? I have both... if that's what's being asked....
47) A Car: '98 Nissan Maxima bby~
Describe Your...
48) Personality: I suppose it depends where I am and who I'm with. I get soooo shy around new people. I don't say anything at all, and I can't ever think of anything to say. When I'm with people I know I get really loud and weird. The strangest stuff happens when I'm with a mix of the two. |D;;
49) Driving: I HAZ TEH DRIVING SKIZZLES. I PROMISE. I DIDN'T ALMOST DIE TWICE.
50) Car: I don't really have a dream car.. I just want one that moves and doesn't look like a box fail.
51) Room: Everything within reasonable reach. |D;; *messymessymessy*
52) Mmh: *FACECLING8
53) School: Welll..... I dunno. Looking for college possibilities.
54) Bed: I have like.. three blankets, four pillows, and a cat on my bed. Sometimes up to three cats and a dog. I'm pretty sure my left sock is hiding somewhere in there, too.
55) Relationship with your parent(s): I love them to death... which is kind of why I'm having a hard time dealing with this business...
Do You...
56) Believe in yourself: Hahano.
57) Believe in love at first sight?: I didn't used to until it happened to me... >w>;;;
58) Consider yourself a good listener: I suppose... People tell me I am, but I've never really considered myself very good at anything...
60) Get Along with your parents: On everything but... one...
61) Save your e-mail conversations: I always forget to delete e-mails. |D;;
62) Pray: Yeah... I do... I want to believe that maybe there's someone listening... and if that someone can hear... maybe... just maybe...
63) Believe in reincarnation: Of a sorts....
64) Like to make fun of people: Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elder berries.
65) Like to talk on the phone: Phones scare me to death. I haven't a clue why. It really depends on who's calling that will push me to pick up the darned thing.
66) Like to eat: NOMNOMNOMNOMNOMALLTHETIME
67) Like to drive: Not really. I'd rather walk.
68) Get motion sickness: Not usually, unless I was sick to begin with.
69) Eat the stems of broccoli: SMOTHERED IN CHEESEEEEEE
70) Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: Wry would you do that? JUST EAT'EM. *FACENOM*
71) Dream in color: Usually...
72) Type with your fingers on home row: It's how I learned. More a habit than anything else.
73) Sleep with a stuffed animal: Well, my cat's occasionally stuffed with food, but for the most part, he's just squishy.
What Is...?
74) Right next to you: A pillow
75) On the walls of your room: Posters my mom put up while I was at camp a few years ago.
76) On your mouse pad: TOUCHPAD PLZ.
77) Your dream car: donothaz
78) Your dream date: Ending with a kiss from the person that matters most to me, under a beautiful night sky being lit by a plethora of fireworks. >//w//>
79) Your dream house: Well... someplace stable and not likely to fall into a bayou. xD;;
80) Your dream wife/husband: <3 I'll give you a few guTOMMYesses.
81) Your bedtime: When I get tired.
82) Under your bed: ohey my left sock~
84) Your bad time of the day: There really is no bad time. Just inconvenient ones.
85) Your worst fear(s): Losing the people closest to me. Everything else is insignificant by comparison.
86) The weather like: It's a beautiful sunny day in the great state of Texas. Highs of about hot and a low of ohgawdIthoughtitwasSpringnotthemiddleofWinter
87) The time: 2:22PM
88) The date: April 12, 2010
89) The best trick you ever played on someone: One morning I woke up really early, and since my mom always plays tricks on me, I waited at her door and surprised her when she came out. I laughed so hard my abs hurt, and I think her heart skipped a few beats.
90) The weirdest food or drink that you like: I actually like Tofu. Well... when cooked right. And I like soymilk. Actually prefer it to actual milk. |3;;
91) Theme Song: Im Your's -Jason Mraz
92) The hardest thing about growing up: Realizing that everything you once knew or thought may very well have been a lie.
94) Your scariest moment: ....
95) The silliest thing you've ever said: YOU SEE THIS? *points to raisin box and flips it over* EMPTY. JUST LIKE YOUR BALL SACK. NOW GET THE F*** OUTTA HERE. (I was on some serious meds and I do NOT take kindly to jerks)
96) The funniest or most desperate thing you've done to get the attention of the
opposite sex: Flailed my arms, and jumped at them. Then I went limp while clinging to them. We fell over. c:
97) The scariest thing that's ever happened while with your friend(s): I rode with one of my friends while he was driving. I kissed the ground we landed on after we'd finally gotten to his house.
99) The best feeling in the world: Saying "I love you" and hearing it in verse. <3
100) 5 people you tag: No one unless they want to do it.
Screw This Shiz
Posted 15 years agoYou know what? Screw it. I'm tired of obsessing over the tiny details in my art for hours and then erasing it. I'm just going to flippin' draw. I don't care how it comes out any more. There's no difference anyway. Damn it, I'm sick of this crap. I'll just let it come as it comes and there'll be no more dicking around. God, it feels strange to actually type out the things that go through my mind without censure, but that's the way it goes sometimes. I'm going to go eat some chocolate now. Because obviously that fixes everything.
OH GOSH HE THINKS HE'S AN ARTIST
Posted 15 years agoExpect some art in a few days. I'm going to force-squeeze some art out and pretend like I know what I'm doing. So um... I think I've actually become a worse artist than I was before. Or maybe I just sucked to begin with. UMMMMMM.... OKAY. Enough self-deprecation for today. My parents are "suggesting" I sing for their church. SO IT LOOKS LIKE I'LL BE SINGIN' AND TUTORIN' FOR THE REST OF MY STAY HURRRRR~ At least I actually quite enjoy singing. Doesn't help though that my choir teacher told me I sucked and that I'd never be a singer. That helped my self-esteem bunches, doncha know? 8DDD Anyway, as far as being demon-possessed, I'M CLEAN, GAIZ~ *doh* My parents tried to exorcise my gayness/natural proclivity to being taciturn, and I bet you can guess how well that went. No demons here. I know they're really trying to look out for my best interests, but that took me a little off guard. OH. AND I MAKE MY PARENTS HAVE FILTHY MOUTHS. AIN'T THAT JUST GRAND? I frustrate people. So help them if they don't get their way. I am a burrito. CB
BACK SORTA
Posted 15 years agoUMMM.... Yeah. Can't draw much. Since I've come home, my parents are being big grumps about drawing. Mostly along the lines of "You'll never get work in art, so there's no point in trying. Go get a real job." and not letting me draw when they see me. Well... I'll be finishing my commission work first, then I'll move on to everything else I've promised people. Mkay. So I'm not dead. Just... Incapacitated. Must finish, though, wotwot. I still won't be very active, but nevertheless... >>;;
One Last Quote
Posted 15 years agoOur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. ~Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of "A Course in Miracles," 1992
I know it's not much, and this probably isn't the best way to go out... I'm sorry if that is the case. I'm not deactivating this account or deleting whatever artwork I've done thus far, but I won't be here anymore. Feel free to unwatch if you want. I may one day start up a new account on dA or FA or wherever, but I just... I feel like this is the best thing for me right now. It's been fun and until I meet you all again, I wish you the best and luck in all your endeavors.
I'll be finishing any commissions that have been taken thus far, but that'll be all for a long while. Maybe one of these days I'll catch up on requests, but by then, you all would have forgotten. |3;;
I know it's not much, and this probably isn't the best way to go out... I'm sorry if that is the case. I'm not deactivating this account or deleting whatever artwork I've done thus far, but I won't be here anymore. Feel free to unwatch if you want. I may one day start up a new account on dA or FA or wherever, but I just... I feel like this is the best thing for me right now. It's been fun and until I meet you all again, I wish you the best and luck in all your endeavors.
I'll be finishing any commissions that have been taken thus far, but that'll be all for a long while. Maybe one of these days I'll catch up on requests, but by then, you all would have forgotten. |3;;
