Das ma jam rite der

*Dances drunkenly*

Just decided to write a post that had as much positivity as possible. I'm not an optimist. I don't see the glass as half full or empty, I see it as half a glass of water. Anyways, it's still not good to not be positive, so I'm gonna do that and get it out of into my system.

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I finished the first summer session at school! I passed one class with a 93% which is pretty damn good if you ask me. The other class I got like a 67% on, due to my tendency to get overwhelmed. The funny thing is if I get too pressured, instead of crumbling, I drop it completely. One of the projects I had was overworking me, so I never finished it, and never turned it in, even though I was avid on it for the first half of the class. It had to do with the setting sun (I was taking Astronomy) and for 3 weeks, the area was so overcast the sun couldn't be spotted in the area I decided to observe from. ANYWAYS, I came out of it with my head on straight!

School policy says I can't take more than 10 class units. Since the average class is 3, and I took 7 already, I have 1 more class I can take, so I'll take 1 for the next 6 weeks until the semester starts, just to give myself something to do.


Most of the friends I made in college have transferred to universities of their own. I think it's kinda cool that they're all living near each other even though they're moving to different schools. I won't be able to see them much, but It's cool to hear from them every now and then. By the end of the year I hope to follow suit. Not to the unis they've gone to, but to one that suits my needs. I'll have an easier time dieting and exercising, and things will go smoother!

Because I'm going to school for another 6 weeks and I don't have (m)any friends to hang out with again, It gives me a reason to be more social. The cc I go to is common for students in other unis to go to, as the summer program here is denser and quicker. Some of the people I've met aren't usually regular students, but it won't keep me from trying.

Life's progressing. Though it's not going quick enough at times, it's moving along, and it's nice that in such a sensitive time it IS moving slower. It gives me the chance to do it all as right as I can.

Yay!

Up until May 26th, I have mostly nothing to do. Thank god...

I'll be writing... something, idk. Fanfic, OC stories, idk. I'll be sure to do something with my time, though!

I know the adderall is working when I literally can't shut up- as far as typing goes. Literally just CTRL+A and backspaced everything because I realized "No one's gonna read that. And if anyone would try, they'd get bored and leave".

I don't want you to think I have a boring life. I just ramble a lot...

Anyways, I spent from around 11PM to 5:35AM yesterday in what I call a 'fit of ADD'. In my mind, there's a to-do list. And the most important shit is always on the top until I decide to start something. Then my mind swaps it out for literally anything else.

So Sunday, I spend the afternoon out reading Fight Club. Could've been working on stuff, but nah. Fight Club...

I told myself I'd spend one of the days on the weekend to chill and one to work on my essay. 2/3 were used handling family bull crap, like my parents getting hammered so they could enjoy Mayweather go against Pacquiao (Boxer ballet was all that was that night) which left the 3 year old tot in my hands and some other dependents on my back... Not hard, but it takes up my day. So after 2 days of hell, I decide to go out. I eat, I read, and then I go grocery shopping, and then I go home and realize I should get my laundry done.

I cook a meal, store most of it away for later

I take my groceries and pre-cut them so I don't have to worry about it when I'm ready.
I also clean out the fridge.
I finally use the time to start work at this point... work out, that is! PUMP IT!
After I shred, I psych myself up into drinking a brotein shake. It's low carb, and it's supposed to be really good as far as being absorbed in the body goes. It tastes like Vanilla-flavored milk, and I haven't drank milk since I was maybe 11. It always made me gag, so I never did it after. Good memories of nearly throwing up milk...
Then I'm all sweaty, so I take a shower
After, I sit down and relax my aching muscles, maybe watch some Vinesauce, and other stuff, but still.
Then I find enough time to fap.


By the time I'm done, it's 5:30. Damn. Not surprising, cuz I do it often. 90 minute naps keep me perfectly rested, so I set my alarm for the usual time and I nod off...

6:30- I get that alarm. I'm not having it, cuz today isn't an important day at all. I turn it off and go back to sleep

When I felt my 90 minutes were up, I got up and realize I slept another hour... it's 7:30- 7:45 class. Ahhhhhhhhhhhdammit...

Uber comes in handy when you have financial aid and desperation on your side. I call someone up and they get here after slipping past a heinous accident on the freeway.

Then I get a ride to school

Then I get to class

And things go kinda normal from there. Till the professor says "Alright class, turn in your essays to me."

And people pulled them out and handed them to the professor. I have 0% done and I goofed, finding out it's due monday.

AHHHH DAMMIT...

I wig out, walk out the room, find a quiet place, and start working on it. I'm good a this sort of stuff, so I'm already 2/5 pages in, and it's only been a half hour... I realize early on that I won't be able to finish in the morning. With my other morning class, and the one afternoon class, I'm really busy on days like this... I do it during any class time I can... 3/5... Oh, I need a certain # of sources. Let's study more...

I get home and realize it's 4 and I'm probably not gonna be on the professor's good side at this point. He has no late work policy, which implies he has a not late work policy. I email him regardless and tell him more or less what went on... How I'm basically praying for a miracle at this point, and practically beg him to take the work in late...

I'm still 3/5 pages in, and I don't have enough sources. I thought if I emailed him now, he'd be able to respond, but I'd still have time to work, because I thought HE was still at work..

He replied really quickly. I'm nervous to see what he says. "send it to me in the next hour and you're fine"? "I can't accept your work, sorry"? I just brace for it and open it...

'The essay is actually due on the 6th. Also, please refer to the syllabus on my late work policy.'

Ah. Dammit..

That was basically it. I treated the essay like it was due on Monday, and almost had a heart attack over it... I got half of the essay done, though. I'll be doing more tomorrow, since I have nothing but time then...

Now I sleep.

Well more like yesterday, the 23rd of April in 2015; at like 6pm... Took me a quarter of a day to realize "Oh! I can talk about this!"

My school's financial aid center was nice enough to hand me the money I was expecting to get Friday on Monday, which is nice... Would've been nicer if the pay date was a month earlier like I was led on to believe, and that they didn't give me 1/4 of what I was supposed to get in an entire semester. Still though, you can't be mad when you're being handed the dosh.

So I splurged with the money I saved and got a new wardrobe to fit the summer! I am now hipAND SWAGGITY. I felt like crap beforehand though, because all my clothes were starting to wear out. Pants started to rip at the crotch- which I never understand how that happens. I don't go around doing the splits everywhere... All my shirts got that old and faded look, and I felt kinda frumpy. I don't like that feeling, and I didn't want to go through the summer on old clothing and looking like a bum while doing it (though some would call that 'hipster'), so I decided to start cleaning up my look again.

You can tell how you're good at working a store's wardrobe when an employee will down ever so much and look your way with a lingering gaze to check you out for juuuust a second... That's always an ego boost.

I like my sense of style; It's grown-up, and pseudo-rich without having to spend a lot of money... Apparently 200$ on clothes is a lot, to the average lower-income student-- but in my defense, I got a lot with it. I have enough clothes to last me a long time!

Only shit side of this matter: I want to spend an equal amount of money on a watch. Just 1. Just enough accessory to cover my wrist...

Stolen from  Makaze

1. Why did you join FurAffinity?
The porn. I'm not a big furry person myself, but sometimes, the dick wants what the dick wants. Then one sad day, I decided to cheer myself up by buying stuff. I got a couple adoptable characters, and realized I could write stories about them that had no guidelines really. The Cassie and Tandy thing I have going on I just come up with as time goes on and I scratch money together for cheap art and stuff. It's comfortable knowing I can make a story and it doesn't have to fit a standard. writing a novel is hard because you have a hazy idea of what it should read like, what emotions you evoke, what atmosphere is set, and all of that goodness, but this stuff I do with Cassie and Tandy is just... Me goofing off. I may suck at it in the eyes of some, but as time goes on and I keep at it, I'll learn how to suck less and less until I'm good!

2. What does your username have to do with you?
I had a story idea called Star of Earth (which I kinda want to turn into a game much like Fenoxo's Corruption of Champions, but I can't code so it's on the back burner) and Pylat was a minor half-goblin character who was the adoptive brother of a cute sorceress named Althea. In the story, Pylat progressively grows into his own niche of prominence by failing so bad he succeeds at things. He created an entire race of shape-shifting goo-people called impositors after a horrible accident where his... 'genetic code' and a number of enchanted material extracts came together... He found a way to bring teleportation magics to the common people in an accident that teleported him into corrupted enemy territory (poor guy gets enslaved with a bunch of other goblins for a while...). Stuff like that- things no sane and cautious person would have happen, because they have rules to upkeep.

3. What is your current avatar of?
It's a picture of Pylat cowering in fear after a beaker explodes.

4. How many watchers do you have, and how many do you watch?
Watching 28
Watched by 12.


5. Do you have more than one account?
No.

6. Name 3 of your favorite artists on FA.
 rajii  Antar-dragon  ShoNuff44 and hillarious enough, I wasn't watching any of them on here. Changed that, though...

7. What artist do you admire because of their personality?
If I could only name one, it would be  Sigoogle because we get along so well.

8. Do you comment, fave, or both?
I do both on a pretty rare basis. I'm not the publicity type. There are 3 really common comment archetypes as I've noticed: The Joke, The Flirt, and The Compliment. The rest are a nebulous 'etcetera'. Anyways, I'll make a joke most likely. If no one else has thought of it, then I'll say it. You will probably never find me trying to make a flirtatious comment, be it to the artist/author, or to the picture/story. I find it inappropriate, at least inappropriate of ME to do, kinda like seriously commenting about the orgasm you just had to someone's content. Just... No... And I'll compliment the work every now and then, but I don't describe the quality of porn (cute, sexy, hot, delicious, etc), I describe the quality of the art. I guess I can be a very stiff person. It probably contributes to why I'm not really integrated into the community yet.

9. What do you typically post on FA?
Nothing. When I'm not posting nothing, I'll post art of either Tandy or Cassie. Then I'll take a nice long stare at the picture and think of an angle to write another segment of the story I've been piecing together, and then it comes to me, I just go with it until I'm satisfied with it. It'll probably end on an abrupt note or drone along sometimes, but it's a part of getting into a good flow of pacing...

10.What's your favorite submission in your gallery?
www.furaffinity.net/view/16107220/ Serendipity. It's just a really nicely done piece, and I made a nice little story to go along with it.

I'm actually happy I don't have the story done in a chronological order. To anyone actually following what I write, it keeps them guessing...

11. What are the things you wish you could draw better?
EVERYTHING. I try to draw, and I suck. I'm gonna get an art tablet someday, and I'm gonna practice on how to not suck, and then it'll happen one day. Til then, ah draws with mah mufuckin' werdz.

12. How many hours a day do you spend on FA?
2ish if I'm just here to 'peruse', 4+ if I peruse for more than just porrn, and up to 12 if it involves writing. This is not an accurate pattern of my daily habits, though. More often than not, I don't visit, either because I'm too busy, I have no dire need to, or I have no other desire to.

13. Are you a fast, slow, or medium typer?
Um. Idk. I'm gonna take a typing speed test to check. Because I don't use all my fingers- I only ever use the index, middle and ring finger on either hand, I'd say medium, but I'm actually gonna check.

I type 44 words per minute, which is in the 66th percentile. I'm a medium typer.

14. What is the most annoying thing people ask you?
They don't ask me anything... *cue violins*

15. What is the most annoying/offending comment you've received?
"You're OC a shit". Kidding though, I actually don't get any! *makes dejected choking and gurgling noises*

16. What/who inspires you?
My inspiration comes from a mixture of ADD and already existing content.

Have you ever seen something and thought "If I were to do it, I'd have done it like this, and it would have come out way better"? That's the thought process I had in mind while playing Corruption of Champions. I came up with a story-heavy rpg idea that I called Star of Earth. It would've been sexual- really sexual, but it would have more focus on story than transformation antics, which I disliked in the game- not transformation itself as a feature, but having it be the crux of the game. Anyways, because I can't code anything more than a simple variable recall and a "Hello world", I can't put it in motion yet, but I'll always have the idea for now...

Have you ever made something up by chance and thought "This would be a cool story/tv show/movie/anime"? On GaiaOnline, or more specifically, the avatar creator Tektek.org, I played around with the images to a lot of the characters I came up with in my Star of Earth story, in case I ever wanted art done. And I ran into some cool themed pieces based on the Greek zodiac (aries, taurus, all that). I put together an idea for a novel, and I'm currently developing it, but because I'm daunted by the idea that this could be my money-maker, I've been really cautious and overly-judgmental about my work and so I decided to slow down with that and work on smaller stuff too...

My little OC story I've got going on is just a series of exercises to get myself in the habit of forcing a story out of myself, good or not. All first drafts are vomit on a piece of paper, but with some actual time and care, it'll look like gold.

17. Everyone has considered leaving FA once or twice. Have you? Why?
No, and for a few reasons.
-I don't need to leave. I can handle both this and the rest of my life.
-This place isn't a big part of my life. It's supplementary, and I have no investments aside from money for art.
-Anyone who's anyone to me I can keep in touch with without FA.
Really, I'm just here to buy art and write stories. I can do that anywhere, and I chose here. I hope if anything, I'll still have reason enough to stay!.

Randomly took this from  geemo.

Because I'm still really young- like, haven't even had an actual drink yet kinda young, I'm just gonna add extra comments on if I would given the chance.



Kissed any one of your Furaffinity friends? — Nope. Possibly would though.

Been arrested? — No.

Kissed someone you didn't like? — No. Why would I even do that? Oh, didn't like, as in I'm not actually attracted to them. I thought it meant disliked or something. Haven't even kissed a person I DID like...

Slept in until 5 PM? — Yes. You've gotta have a special kind of terrible circadian rhythm to do that...

Fallen asleep at work/school? — Yes.

Held a snake? — Yes.

Ran a red light? — No. Wait til I get a car though, lol.

Been suspended from school? — No.

Experienced love at first sight? — No, actually.

Totaled your car in an accident? — No. Wait til I get a car though, lol

Been fired from a job? — Nope.

Fired somebody? — Not professionally...

Sung karaoke? — No. Someone's gonna have to get me shitfaced before the thought would even cross my mind...

Pointed a gun at someone? — No.

Did something you told yourself you wouldn't? — Yes.

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? — Yes. It was soda. Not fun.

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? — I live in Southern California... It doesn't snow here. ; ^;

Kissed in the rain? — No.

Had a close brush with death (your own)? — Yes.

Saw someone die? — Not in person.

Played Spin-the-Bottle? — No. Someone invite me, though.

Smoked a cigar? — No.

Sat on a rooftop? — No.

Smuggled something into another country? — No.

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes? — No.

Broken a bone? — Nope. I thank myself for being so lucky.

Skipped school? — Yes.

Eaten a bug? — We all do at one point or another.

Walked on a moonlit beach? — No. Sounds serene, though.

Ridden a motorcycle? — No. I don't even how to ride a regular bicycle!

Dumped someone? — No. No relationship history just yet.

Forgotten your anniversary? — No.

Lied to avoid a ticket? — Yes? Ok, so I didn't lie per se, but I once boarded a local train without paying fare, and at the exit station, cops were checking for proof of fare. I was able to sneak by as the officer who meant to check my ticket turned to sneeze.

Ridden in a helicopter? — No.

Shaved your head? — Yes.

Blacked out from drinking? — Haven't had a drink yet.

Played a prank on someone? — Yes.

Hit a home run? — Nope. I don't like sports very much.

Felt like killing someone? — Yes.

Cross-dressed? — Nope.

Been falling-down drunk? — Nah.

Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? — Hasn't happened yet.

Eaten snake? — Yes, in a sausage. Also had rabbit in it.

Marched/Protested? — No.

Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? — Those are moth cocoons, you know... In reality, not that interesting.

Puked on an amusement ride? — Not yet. Maybe I should drink some Sprite and eat a banana, though...

Seriously & intentionally boycotted something? — No.

Knitted? — No.

Been on TV? — No.

Shot a gun? — Water gun. Lol

Skinny-dipped? — Nope, but maybe I would someday, who knows...

Given someone stitches? — No...

Eaten a whole habenero pepper? — No.

Ridden a surfboard? — Oh god no. I'm way too uncoordinated.

Drunk straight from a liquor bottle? — Yes. My parents insisted I take a sip of coconut rum while on vacation. I'm such a goody-2-shoes, I told them about how wrong it was for me to drink liquor at 18, and they both laughed.

Had surgery? — No.

Streaked? — No. I don't think I'd intentionally get naked in front of a crowd...

Been taken by ambulance to a hospital? — Not yet.

Tripped on mushrooms? — No. I want to, though...

when NOT drinking? — wait, what?

Peed on a bush? — Yup.

Donated Blood? — No, because every time there's a blood drive, I can't donate because it turns out I'm sick that day.

Grabbed an electric fence? — Nope.

Eaten alligator meat? — No.

Eaten cheesecake? — The fuck kind of a 'have you ever' question is this? OF COURSE!!

Killed an animal when not hunting? — I trap mice every now and then because this place I live in has a minor problem with them. Seems ironic.

Peed your pants in public? — Nope.

Snuck into a movie without paying? — No, but I would if I had the time and the balls to do it one day...

Written graffiti? — No.

Still love someone you shouldn't? — Love is a strong word. No, though...

Think about the future? — This question isn't even correct in grammar! Yes. We all do!

Been in handcuffs? — No.

Believe in love? — Yes.

Bungee jump? — No. I would, though.

Drowned? — Well, I haven't actually drowned, but the first time I got into a pool, I tried to swim, but realized as I floundered about and sank to the bottom of the deep end that 'oh... you actually have to learn how to swim before you can do it'.

Kicked some guy in his jewels? - I can't remember if I have.

Ass faced? — Have I ever ass faced? I had to read up what 'ass-facing' was to get this question... To anyone reading: 'ass facing' is the act of gathering a group of perpetrators to seek one target (usually a friend- someone who'd let you get away with it) and subduing them, leaving them vulnerable on the ground as you (or another person) rubs their bare ass against the target's face.

No. I have never ass faced, and I don't think I ever will.

Ever had suicidal thoughts? — Yes, but I have enough mental acuity at any given time to not do it. I'd rather wait until I'm done doing the things I wanted to do. If I can cross off my in my lifelong to-do-list, fulfill every desire I currently and may possibly want in the future, and have nothing left to give to myself or others, then I can allow myself to die by my own hands. By then, I'll either already have my legacy built or know that it will never be.

That was kinda grim. Sorry...

Roses are Red,
Their leaves are the greenest,
and you know what?
So's my penis.

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It's my Goblin appreciation blog. I haven't had the time to update it recently, but there's nice stuff in there, even a poem I made! About fucking goblins. The dedication is real - 3-

Just note that it's a side blog. My main is currently Toweringpeach.tumblr.com, a normally sfw blog full of random, non-peach-related things. If you follow and expect the Goblinsgalore blog to send asks, it won't.