i am currently in another ugly period in my life, the first one having been the first half of last year. i've been avoiding everything and everyone and basically stewing around in my own anger and hate and keeping everything inside. it's actually kinda gratifying in a twisted way, but it also really sucks so i'm trying to get back into updating LJ again and getting that shit out of my system.
watch me say that and then not update again for another three months
it's so weird, i never feel an urge to ever actually talk to people anymore. i feel so strange even just typing about myself now. the good thing is that i'm drawing like fucking crazy now, so that's better than last year in which i didn't talk to people and also didn't do jack
in fandom related news, i caught up to homestuck. i kinda like it, but i don't love it (thanks, convoluted plotline). nevertheless, i really like the characters and i'm enjoying the fanart for it mightily, and a lot of times a good fandom can push an ok canon into something i enjoy a lot. we'll see. i cannot get into the fanfiction though, the extreme sexual or angsty nature of a lot of the fics is really at odds with the ultra simplified and sometimes silly artstyle of the canon and that puts me off. homestuck actually gets across a lot of dark themes really well so i don't know why i can't take it in fanfic
also i'm kinda paying some attention to avatar the last airbender now. read: JETKO. looking forward to legend of korra
finally, here's some art under the cut. i will not post things i have posted already to dA, so pretty much everything under the cut is a crappy doodle
so many, many things have happened over the past few months that i haven't posted - moved into a new house, got a chow chow puppy named kung fu, and some other stuff.
Here's our four month old puppy (photos from when he was three months old):
Heheheh he looks just like a tiny lion bear :3c He is even cuter in real life! He is quite well behaved, the only bad thing is that we haven't housebroken him yet. He just peed on me when I tried to pick him up to get him to the peewee pad :(
and finally, the gigantic art dump that finally isn't all or even half hetalia. do not click if you have a shite computer, a shite connection, or if you're easily overwhelmed. there're also pics from my sketchbook, which is a pretty rare thing since i usually can't be assed to scan them, and also because i usually don't draw in it. lol
Yeah yeah I know all I do these days is pimp out links, but Twitter has pretty much replaced my LJ. And I barely ever complete drawings I feel good enough about to repost them here <:3c haha I should be asleep but Tegaki compels me
I MADE THIS CHEESECAKE TODAY!!! Yes, it's supposed to be a cheesecake. Make all the Grand Canyon jokes and Tokyo-after-Godzilla jokes and snide oozing pus comments you want.
Man I feel like I'm unwittingly annoying everyone I come in contact with. Except I usually don't initiate contact with people so this can't be possible. Is this me being super self-conscious again? Yep, I believe so. I also feel really attention-hungry right now, but I am barely talking to anyone or doing anything as of late so there's no attention to be received.
I flipped through my past entries today and noticed that my posts have been getting less and less nonsensical! In the past I only typed in lower case. Now I type with proper capitalization and thus sound 10x smarter. Hohohoho.
How glad I am that I got a twitter so I no longer have to make pointless posts like this one. Follow me and I'll follow you, unless you're a Viagra bot or something. Or post your twitters in the comments.
Thanks to all who came to watch me draw (and surf Neopets and poupeegirl ._. ) on livestream! It was great fun, and really motivating. I got more drawing done during that five hour session than I did in the last two weeks combined.
The beginning of school is always depressing for me so I haven't been around my usual internet haunts much. Also, now I'm dreading school because the English teacher called me out for not participating in his class and is now expecting me to participate more. Frankly, I think English class is fucking useless, it's a class entirely devoted to interpreting books, many of which were written for the amusement of others, NOT TO BE PICKED APART BY OVERTHINKING HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS. Why the fuck do we need to understand and interpret the multifaceted meanings of OMG IN THE JOY LUCK CLUB THE TABLE REPRESENTS THEIR BROKEN RELATIONSHIP!!! And just WHY do we have to write whole five page essays on such pointless symbols? Like proving that one of the characters bears a resemblance to a historical figure (every character who's a nice guy who sacrifices him/herself is a fucking parallel of Jesus)???
I for one read books for pleasure and not to wrangle lifelong moral lessons from them or to psychoanalyze fictional characters. God. Which is why I never have any startling, fresh insights to offer in class.
Also, I don't understand why my English teacher called me out specifically for not participating when there're at least five other kids who don't, yet they don't get any sort of admonishment for it. Am I more conspicuous or something? Aaauugghh.
I uninstalled that horrifically slow sunuvabitch Photoshop Elements and put back in my good old Photoshop 6 and ImageReady. Using my new, er, old programs, I made this icon and am now abusing it.
SCHOOL STARTS TOMORROW. I FUCKING LOATHE SCHOOL.
MY GYM ELECTIVE IS FUCKING RACQUETBALL. I FUCKING LOATHE RACQUETBALL. I can't play that shit, I'm only good at hitting balls really hard, but nothing else. My accuracy is terrible and my serves are the same every time. Plus nobody signs up for racquetball except for nerdy Asian dudes who play tennis or badminton in their spare time... which means everyone else in the class will be good at racquetball and no one will want to play with me because I suck... sigh
I seriously want to buy one of those crazy intricate granny-to-the-church-or-funeral hats and wear it everyday. If only I had an extra $30 lying around.
Okay, enough with the stuff no one cares about (actually, that's a lie). Pictures that people drew for me, and pictures I drew: