Classical @ 04:48 pm CST
hahah. calvin would totally be the first man down at any given new years eve party.
anyway. happy new years, y'all. even though it's a bit early...
best wishes and stay safe and all that. :P
SLIGHTLY AMUSING EDIT:
"classi's making pee-pee pearls!"
add this together after a lame-ass attempt to insult me by saying i had "sand in my vagina," and i just found it to be the most amusing thing EVER. XDD
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Classical @ 10:15 pm CST
sigh.
i miss the good ol' days when american comics weren't competing with these japanese ones. especially the crap ones that tokyopop publishes. sure, they're growing in popularity with the younger ages, but it's become overdone. stale. boring.
i am active in numerous comic artist forums and the one that's on a very large site is overrun by these...american children with their dreams of someday moving to japan and making it big as a manga-ka. they spew out the same stale shit every single day with these "ideas" they come up with.
i laugh at them. they'll never be able to handle the kind of work it takes to even get there... and if they manage to somehow, i'll laugh at the fact when they can't get a job or good living conditions in japan because of the fact that they're american. japanese, most of the time, are incredibly discriminatory when it comes to jobs, especially the big-money ones.
and then japan will no longer be the comicking center of the world. then what?
"in a few years, everyone will know about manga." sure, they'll all know of it as the fad that died. it can't last much longer... this marks a sign of it reaching its highest point, when it's no longer very underground (when was it?) because "everyone will know about" it.
it's just annoying that lots of the audience i mostly appeal to with my artwork and comics--adolencents--don't give a flying fuck about anything that doesn't have big doe eyes, non-existant noses and badly-drawn bodies. if they don't speak "konichiwaaa~!," some of these biased children just lose interest immediately.
i want to grow up. i want to be apart of the adult art world where i won't have to deal with this immature shit anymore. well, i'm sure i can't completely escape this kind of pressure, but...it's so difficult to find people my age that apprieciate what i do for what it is. it's why i have a tendancy to group with people with high artistic concentrations and just...stay there, because i know that they will more likely than not have an open mind to things outside of the fad.
the rest of this world i...just...don't want to deal with. it's all incredibly pathetic.
i know this sounds all selfish and overly jealous and whatnot... but i can also apply this to the other artists out there who deserve so much more recognition than what they get, just because their style isn't "in."
i owe my love of art and my skills to a few things, and one of them is anime. unfortunately.
but i'm starting to regret it now.
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Classical @ 12:37 am CST
okay, so i did go shopping anyway. i was really bored today and had nothing better to do, honestly...
but while i was at barnes & noble, looking for my last hellboy comic (which i didn't find), i found this other graphic novel that i am now happily in love with.
it's called the rabbi's cat by joann sfar.
it's like blankets in the way that it just really warmed my heart and connected me to the theme of the book. it's about the jewish religion and the discoveries that an algerian rabbi makes when he meets others living in vastly different lifestyles, jewish and non-jewish. all about simplicity, and that's something i really like.
plus sfar has a neat artistic style. and i love the cat, who's the narrator throughout the book. whee~
it inspires me to work on my own comics right now a little bit... even though it's getting late and i'm sleepy. but i've finally come up with a satisfactory design for the female character in the pianist comic i'm hoping to do here, and now i'm working out the details and layouting the story.
yay for good late-night reads. <3
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Classical @ 10:00 pm CST
"i wish my grass was emo, so it would cut itself."
XD
hahahahahah~ -dies-
[/stupid moment]
I'M MAKING YOU PROUD, ALEXA. i'm actually playing the emo game. quietly. and i'll have to finish it when my parents go to bed, because they keep coming downstairs at awkward times. XD
i want to go shopping tomorrow, but i don't think it would be such a great idea... i don't think the stores will be well-restocked, yet. hmmm.
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Classical @ 10:05 am CST
yaaaaaaaay christmas!
so, happy holidays, y'all. whatever you may celebrate, hope yours are nice and cozy. :>
i was so pumped for christmas this year and it was all worth the fun. i got the two things i really wanted from my parents and lots of other nice, plus money. :D my parents gave me an ipod mini, which i am currently trying to FIGURE OUT, and a really nice stereo that i can mount of my wall. that was really what i wanted this year, since i did kinda sorta need one because my other crappy stereo was breaking down. and i've been dying to upgrade to an mp3 player for a while now... it's difficult carrying around a 92-cd case and a cd player. (now i can sneak music in class, wheehee!)
plus i also got the rent soundtrack from the movie, a reallllllly fuzzy blanket, and one of those alarm clocks that reset themselves even if the power goes out.
now i'm gonna wait a few days until...wednesday or something and then go out and buy all the excess stuff that i didn't get. XD i still wanted to get starsailor's new cd and plans by death cab for cutie (i got transatlanticism, though!), plus the last hellboy book for my collection and maybe a couple of dvds so i don't die of boredom over this break. :B
that's what giftcards are for, picking up the ungiven!
and that's pretty much the extent of my christmas. it was delicious and i had a lot of fun this year with the family, for once. i really did miss them at thanksgiving and all their loud obnoxiousness. really, my family is LOUD (now you know where i get it from).
the one cousin of mine from my mother's side of the family brought his girlfriend and son this time. i remind you that these kids just turned eighteen. i dunno, i'm still terribly disappointed in him, but at least he's actually stuck to the kid and is truthfully helping the girl he helped get pregnant. so the tension at this christmas was much, much less.
it was all good. we didn't give out as much stuff this year and didn't get all that we used to get, but the family was way more important like it should be and i'm very happy for that.
and, better yet, stuff from the norwegians will be (hopefully) coming later on this week, so i still have stuff to look forward to. then new years! :D
i wonder where the new years-ing will be taking place this year? to the locals: there's going to be one of those massive ice parties at my house again, so unless you wanna stay inside my room to avoid a bunch of loud hockey parents, then maybe we should find somewhere else this year. :B
now to work on commissions that i am SO BEHIND ON and draw stuff, i guess~ :D
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Classical @ 12:26 am CST
who the FUCK funds this kind of research?!
uhhhh... yeah.
just wondering. but. yes.
i spent my day today working like one crazy-ass mofo and making alexa's scarf and kendra's hat. i finished stuff with maybe ten minutes to spare before i went over to a friend's christmas party dealie. it was good fun, watching alexa riverdance on ddr and then beating everyone with pillows. XD
and tomorrow be christmas eve! i'll be making nanaimo bars for christmasing with my family. whee~
i'm quite ready for christmas. i even organized my desk for it (and anyone who knows me knows that everything gets thrown on my desk and NOTHING gets done about it, usually) and helped clean up the house. even though my mother decided to hire someone to clean most of the house this year. it was like december 21st and she realized, "oh fuck! christmas is almost here and i have no time to clean!" so she, quite randomly, got a cleaner and now wants her to come in once a month to clean house.
i guess that means less cleaning for me. XD
even though i keep my own living quarters usuaslly very well-organized and picked up, so it's not much of a difference, anyway.
ANYWAY.
crap, i'm tired. i got up at eight this morning to attempt to beat the rush with my mother at the mall today so i could get something nice to wear tomorrow.
but i neeeeeds to do laundry before i go to sleep. sigh.
i think i'll go plug in that playstation and play ffviii that i haven't touched since i got it last month. just haven't freakin' had TIME to do so!
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Classical @ 08:56 pm CST
my hair is great now. :D
my bangs aren't being a pain in the ass and dangling in front of my eyes anymore and the color turned out fabulously red this time. last time, it just didn't really show up at all.
but my hair still smells funny. XD
wheeeeee~ -runs around in circles-
...and that's about it. yeah, procrastinating on this paper again, but i'm about three paragraphs to the end. whoo~
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Classical @ 07:35 pm CST
I AM PROCRASTINATING.
just thought you should all know. half of the time whenever i write one of the enteries, i'm procrastinating, anyway.
but. yeah. i have this six-to-eight-but-i'm-aiming-for-seven page paper due thursday for geography. i'm four and a half pages into it and quite proud of myself for actually GETTING somewhere, but i've gone and let that praise got to my head so i have absolutely no motivation to work on it right now.
i'm sure that will come back come tomorrow when i'm crunched for time, but...yeah. ...
i work better with deadlines and limits. even if i sit there and bitch about it the week it's all due, it's still better for me to have a deadline than none at all or something i have to set myself. because then i know i have to get it done OR ELSE.
like my ap art class. hahahahah. i've gotten NOTHING done for that class but one piece. twenty-eight left to go by the end of the year with no more independent art study class for the rest of it, go me!
i don't think it's really attainable for me to make twenty-nine satisfactory pieces by the end of the year, anyway. i just take too damn long and/or get sidetracked with other shit.
so i think i'm going to turn that portfolio in come next year and most likely use a lot of the pieces for my college porfolio, too.
whoo, two birds down with one stone!
so i think i'm gonna go do some laundry. then maybe work on christmas presents so i can save time and gas on friday and not have to hand-deliver everything.
if i don't work on homework (this paper is the only thing i have left to do), then i should at least get SOMETHING productive done with my time, methinks.
by the way, for anyone that cares/knows what i'm talking about, gaia's new layout sucks. putting a flash-based site together with this old, outdated piece of shit i call a computer equals NO.
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Classical @ 06:12 pm CST
hahahahaha.
while listening to kaiser chiefs, i thought they had cleverly placed the word "penis" into one of their songs.
it's really like some weird version of the word "happiness."
...but, same thing.
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Classical @ 05:18 pm CST
-brain explodes-
holy shit. i am DROWNING under pre-break hell that my teachers are all happily raining on me.
and the worst part is, break is very very short this year. because both christmas and new years both just HAD to fall on weekends. so i won't get much time to recooperate, let alone DO shit.
plus, everyone is going away and leaving me for most of the week, so i will most likely be very bored. :< but i guess it gives me some time to catch up on those things like art and SLEEP, both of which have been lacking so severly as of late.
and i'm terribly surprised i haven't gotten sick, because combined with this lack of sleepage, there is a nasty draft flowing in from my bedroom window. and the head of my bed is RIGHT under it. so i've got cold, cold air just...pouring onto my face at night. and i mean cold: single-digit lows, sometimes negative. and that's in fahrenheit, mind you.
fucking cold. fucking no-sleep. fucking schoolwork!
i still haven't even STARTED kendra's christmas present, let alone finished alexa's. and that's about ten or so hours of work right there.
i'm thinking i might have to delay gift-giving here. even if it means going out on friday and delivering gifts by hand... i just don't think i'll have everything done in time.
...
-picks up exploded brain pieces- i guess i'll need these to survive this hellweek...
in other news... getting my hair colored on wednesday. :D which means my hair will be as dry and brittle as ever. but it'll look cool (hopefully adding a red tint to it), so i guess that's all that matters.
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Classical @ 12:48 am CST
i just love it when people think they own the internet and all opinions within it.
especially on a public, free forum. it basically went like me saying, "i disagree with you" and then this moron being all, "OMGZ YUR SO NOT RIGHT" and then ganging up on me, having his buddies to call me stupid and eventually tell me to shut the hell up, endquote.
just because it was all on a story he had personally thought up. someone pointed out plot holes, i supported him, and then this guy launched an overly rude campain on my ass, saying whatever.
people just need to learn to fucking take very friendly, non-threatening criticism, rather then telling them to fuck off. i mean, hell, they don't even have to put the ideas to use (though most of the time, they are in the best interest to at least try), but just fucking listen and accept it.
especially when the suggestions are very helpful and NOT off-topic, as the stupid-fuck claimed i wasn't.
arrogant sons of bitches need to just...be poked. repetatively. with toothpicks. really big ones. until they bleed.
your stories aren't the best things since sliced bread, 'kay?
'kay.
most of the people i run into with these ego patting problems usually have really crappy stuff... it was really sad to see something with so much potential and just a few errors go to waste, because the guy was a fucking prick. no one will want to work with him considering this performance on a public thread.
such asshattery.
...
in other news, i went past the bakery today that i worked at over the summer and saw the lady i worked with who mysteriously disappeared standing out front in an apron. oo;;
i'm surprised she got her job back, let alone actually...came back.
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Classical @ 10:56 pm CST
our moronic president just got totally pwned.
damn monkey finally got off his high horse.
in other news, i pray for a snow day, but i doubt i'll be in school tomorrow, anyway. i have been feeling incredibly crappy all evening and i dunno if it'll be any better come tomorrow, but i think i'll be at home, either way. i didn't get anything done tonight, including all sorts of homework.
uggh.
-wanders off to bed-
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Classical @ 04:00 pm CST
this entry is for a secret art exchange that i'm participating in. everyone else had a deviantArt account or something to show a collection of stuff they liked, but i'm too cool for dA, so i don't have one like that.
so, basically, if you have no idea what i'm talking about, just ignore this entry.
(unless you're having problems with christmas gifts for me--then look away! :D)
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Classical @ 06:58 pm CST
because i said i would uplaod it for alexa. :)
i yanked it from someone's signature on a forum because it had me laughing for about five minutes straight.
:D
back to the never-ending flood of homework, aaah~
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Classical @ 01:23 pm CST
._.
i...feel like crap. more or less because i'm not sure how to feel right now. i'm not sure if i'm supposed to be guilty or accomplished.
so. parents were all "we're going to church!" this morning, out of the blue, completely random.
and i thought to myself, "no, just...no. i'm not going to waste anymore time praising things i don't think exist and listening to stuff i don't believe in."
so i told my mother that i wasn't going. because the christian thing just "isn't for me."
i got the dreaded and dark "we'll talk later" kind of thing and they went off on their way. when they came back, though, my father tried to getme to go out to lunch to do the talking thing and he informed me that i had broke my mother's heart and made both of them upset.
well. great.
it's probably like that because i didn't very well explain myself when my mother said we were going. words completely deserted me like they do almost every time i try to argue a point against someone else.
i like avoiding conflict, y'know?
but.
shit, man.
i love my parents. we're not exactly "chummy" but at least we don't hate each others' guts. i feel kinda odd sometimes that my parents and i have a better relationship than a lot of people i know. we've begun to butt heads on a couple of things more or less because i'm...just...not what they think i am anymore.
but the point is i feel shitty because i've gone and made someone i actually care about upset and all disappointed with me.
so.
i dunno.
i hope that this clears up with some better explanations, but i have no idea how to do that. words will, once again, slip from my grasp if i try to confront them and talk to them about it. it just doesn't work like that with me. i can't argue very well with people i know well enough.
sigh.
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