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Well, hey, guys.
I realized I haven't really been on here for probably a year and a half, so I thought I'd stop in and see how everyone's doing. I didn't mean to drop off the radar, but life got in the way. At some point I'll get around to sorting my notifications - god, they've really piled up. I'm so sorry if I never replied to your comment or message! I promise it was nothing personal. I love everyone I've met on dA.
Maybe I'll try to be a little more active, but I don't want to promise anything. I have a bit of time off work for the first time in a very long time, but I'm also very, very sick. I have been for a little over a year now, so I don't think that'll be changing any time soon.
On the bright side, I'm considering posting a bit of newer art and maybe some cosplay photos. I'm still not incredible, but I have to say that my art has vastly improved.
I realized I haven't really been on here for probably a year and a half, so I thought I'd stop in and see how everyone's doing. I didn't mean to drop off the radar, but life got in the way. At some point I'll get around to sorting my notifications - god, they've really piled up. I'm so sorry if I never replied to your comment or message! I promise it was nothing personal. I love everyone I've met on dA.
Maybe I'll try to be a little more active, but I don't want to promise anything. I have a bit of time off work for the first time in a very long time, but I'm also very, very sick. I have been for a little over a year now, so I don't think that'll be changing any time soon.
On the bright side, I'm considering posting a bit of newer art and maybe some cosplay photos. I'm still not incredible, but I have to say that my art has vastly improved.
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Hello friends I am here
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Am I a terrible person for abandoning dA for eight, almost nine months? I believe the answer is yes.
I suppose having a lot of work could be a good excuse, but I still feel bad. I've missed it here and I know I should have made time to get on before now.
A lot's happened this year! For one thing, my art skills have improved (I didn't think so until I looked at my last posted deviation). I've also been doing a lot of Shakespeare (I stage managed King Lear at work and I played Caliban in the NC Shakespeare Company's production of the Tempest). I'm currently training for the role of Mrs. Lovett in July, so fingers crossed that that works out.
Enough about me. How are you guys? I've missed you! (You know who you are.)
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Sorry about this, guys. I already hit the post limit on Tumblr, and I'm not posting this on Facebook, so I'm going to rant here. Long story short: My friend's phone was stolen by one of her parents' employees. I had sent her texts before I knew it was stolen, and now the guy who stole it has decided to text me.
First of all, WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME ON A PHONE YOU STOLE? YOU CAN BE TRACED.
Second, WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME? YOU DO NOT KNOW ME.
Third, WHY ARE YOU BEING A GIGANTIC DICK? YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. ME.
Your emotional maturity is astounding. Your genius knows no bounds. Your middle school-esque comebacks are refreshing. I get it, you are a psychologically advanced gentleman who throws undue condescension to the wind. (The only thing more sarcastic than that paragraph is the amount of respect I hold for your existence.)
But WHY. In GOD'S NAME. WERE YOUR PARENTS ALLOWED TO REPRODUCE.
First of all, WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME ON A PHONE YOU STOLE? YOU CAN BE TRACED.
Second, WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME? YOU DO NOT KNOW ME.
Third, WHY ARE YOU BEING A GIGANTIC DICK? YOU. DO. NOT. KNOW. ME.
Your emotional maturity is astounding. Your genius knows no bounds. Your middle school-esque comebacks are refreshing. I get it, you are a psychologically advanced gentleman who throws undue condescension to the wind. (The only thing more sarcastic than that paragraph is the amount of respect I hold for your existence.)
But WHY. In GOD'S NAME. WERE YOUR PARENTS ALLOWED TO REPRODUCE.
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I love how my last journal post was talking about how I would be back from now on and how I'd been gone for so long, and that was last August.
Yeah, seriously. I don't know why I haven't checked dA, but I just haven't gotten on. Sorry, guys. I can't say whether I'll be back regularly or not, but I can tell you that life is crazy and it'll probably be awhile till I get around to answering all of my messages. Trust me, it's NOT because I don't care about you guys. It's mostly the fact that two of my four family members have come to exist in a constant state of emergency.
Bear with me, please, guys. And hang in there. I love all of you
Yeah, seriously. I don't know why I haven't checked dA, but I just haven't gotten on. Sorry, guys. I can't say whether I'll be back regularly or not, but I can tell you that life is crazy and it'll probably be awhile till I get around to answering all of my messages. Trust me, it's NOT because I don't care about you guys. It's mostly the fact that two of my four family members have come to exist in a constant state of emergency.
Bear with me, please, guys. And hang in there. I love all of you
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WOOO!
So, for some reason, I've taken basically the whole summer off of dA. I don't know why, because the majority of my time has been spent on the computer, but for some reason I just... didn't... get... on. I logged in twice, I think.
Anyway, I'm back!!! I had accumulated over 12,000 messages, and I just went through every single one of them
I really hope I won't let things get nearly so backed up again (but no promises - every time I promise, I end up being gone for twice as long).
So! Just a rundown of what's happened for me this summer:
-I got my Learner's Permit, and my picture didn't suck. I wouldn't classify myself as an unsafe driver as much as a FUN driver. True, on my first day driving, I went 35 over the speed limit, took three curves without applying any brake whatsoever and scared my victi- erm, passengers into half-screaming, half-comatose states, but still. I didn't come within an inch of another car's bumper until three weeks ago. (Unless you count the incident in the EarthFare parking lot.)
- I picked blueberries They were sooo delicious.
-I decided to make a much bigger effort to get healthy, and I actually started to do things towards that. I was so proud of myself, and I still am. It felt so great.
-I threw a surprise Harry Potter-themed birthday party for my sister. It was epic
-On the night of my sister's surprise party, a toothpick fell off of somebody's plate by accident. Upon getting up to hug a friend of mine, I stepped on the toothpick and was therefore stabbed in my right foot. The next day I went to an amusement park and walked on said foot for seven hours, so THAT was painful. This was four days after I had started running on a daily basis, but needless to say, I wasn't doing that with an inch-deep stab wound.
Three or four days after her party, I stepped on my razor while in the shower, getting four cuts on the bottom of my OTHER foot, the left one. I didn't realize that it was broken for some stupid reason, so I, in all my geniusness, decided to use the razor anyway. This ended with the blades popping out of the razor and one of them carving a deep gash in my left leg. I was visibly limping for a week and a half, and that actually still hasn't finished healing yet.
Even later, I slipped getting out of my dad's truck and ended up skinning my ankle and creating a line of bruises on my inner right leg. From the ankle to the knee was a lovely shade of purple for a few days. None of this is counting the usual bumps, bruises and scratches that are constantly present on my body.
-One of my best friends invited me to go to the beach with she and her family. Longboat Key, Florida. Oh, Lord. I looked it up and it was AMAZING. It isn't one of the Keys that's south of Miami; it's on the Gulf side of Florida. It was so beautiful. I'd had some reservations about going for personal reasons, and I really struggled with the decision, but I had decided that if my legs and feet felt better (we were supposed to leave about a week after my sister's party) that I would go.
And then, the night we were supposed to leave, I was at her house, all ready to go-
-and I got sick.
I got SICK.
I called my mom, and she sent my sister to pick me up. I stayed home from the BEACH because I got SICK. At first, everybody was really mad at me for staying, because they thought I had just freaked myself out about the trip and that I'd be fine in the morning (I'm not gonna lie, that hurt) but I didn't get better for almost ten days. I think I got a bug from someone. Anyway, this past week I was so happy that I was feeling better and so excited-
-AND I'M SICK AGAIN.
Yes. As I type, I'm sitting in my hoodie with a cup of tea, coughing and sneezing and aching and generally germing up the place. Is this fair, I ask you? No, but life seldom is. Still, it sucks.
-TUMBLR STEALS ALL MY TIME.
-I went for late-night (actually, early-morning) Taco Bell runs with my bro, Austin. After creeping people out at Wal-Mart, of course We also sat in an empty parking lot like creepers at 2:30 am so we could eat burritos.
-Blew some stuff up, as usual >83
And now, for the longest part of this journal. If you want, you can skip all of that stuff down there.
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-Many of you know that I went to see Avengers four times when it came out. At this time, I'd like to bring it to your attention that this has NEVER happened before, simply because, well, I have no money. And I really mean that: Aside from birthday or Christmas money from relatives, I have no cash flow whatsoever. I have no allowance, and honestly, my parents don't have the money to give me for me to go buy things or go to the movies or anything. So it's extremely surprising that I was able to go see Avengers once, let alone four times, but I got really lucky. The circumstances were very special (I didn't pay for my own ticket on any of the showings) and those circumstances won't be repeating themselves, I'm afraid.
Which sucks, because, while I loved Avengers, I REALLY REALLY LOVED THE DARK KNIGHT RISES. I'm not kidding when I say that I would have sold my bed to see that movie. Seriously, I'm a very devoted movie fan. I would have done it. (Not allowed
) Anyway, I wasn't able to go see it, which was worse than physical torture. It didn't help that so many people I knew had already seen it, and that there were trailers everywhere. So today, when my friend called and invited me to see it, AND to pay for my ticket, I jumped on it. I, who despises cold medicine, chugged two Alka-Seltzer and swallowed a Mucinex of my own accord so that my mom would let me go. I was excited beyond words.
(Warning: The following paragraph is very long and full of excessive praise of Christopher Nolan. You won't hurt my feelings by skipping it.)
This probably won't make sense to anybody else, but I loved The Dark Knight Rises before I ever even saw it. I knew completely before I ever entered the theater - heck, before it even came out - that I was going to adore it. I was so right. There's no doubt in my mind that it's the best movie I've seen all year. If I could, I would go more than twice, which is what I did for How To Train Your Dragon. More than three times, which was for The Muppets. More than four, which was Avengers. I cannot describe my love for Christopher Nolan's Batman trilogy, for the incredible effort displayed in every aspect of every film, the brilliant plots and screenwriting, the visually astounding effects and camera shots, the superb acting. Nolan ensures in every film that the audience receives the perfect mixture of special effects and intelligent storyline while keeping us engaged in the plot and captured by the characters. You have to pay attention in his films, as the tiniest detail could be crucial, but the end is both thrilling and rewarding. This contributes to making his pieces some of the best in the world, setting them apart from both the intricate-but-dull dramas and the fast-paced-but-brainless action flicks by masterfully combining the two. Overall, Mr. Nolan is an excellent director, writer and cinematographer, and I can't wait to see what he plans for the future.
(End gushing.)
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So, yep! That's been my summer. I don't know when I go back to school, but I'm doing pretty well right now. Life is good
How have your summers been? Tell me! And don't be afraid to make it long - mine wasn't
So, for some reason, I've taken basically the whole summer off of dA. I don't know why, because the majority of my time has been spent on the computer, but for some reason I just... didn't... get... on. I logged in twice, I think.
Anyway, I'm back!!! I had accumulated over 12,000 messages, and I just went through every single one of them
I really hope I won't let things get nearly so backed up again (but no promises - every time I promise, I end up being gone for twice as long).So! Just a rundown of what's happened for me this summer:
-I got my Learner's Permit, and my picture didn't suck. I wouldn't classify myself as an unsafe driver as much as a FUN driver. True, on my first day driving, I went 35 over the speed limit, took three curves without applying any brake whatsoever and scared my victi- erm, passengers into half-screaming, half-comatose states, but still. I didn't come within an inch of another car's bumper until three weeks ago. (Unless you count the incident in the EarthFare parking lot.)
- I picked blueberries
They were sooo delicious.-I decided to make a much bigger effort to get healthy, and I actually started to do things towards that. I was so proud of myself, and I still am. It felt so great.
-I threw a surprise Harry Potter-themed birthday party for my sister. It was epic
-On the night of my sister's surprise party, a toothpick fell off of somebody's plate by accident. Upon getting up to hug a friend of mine, I stepped on the toothpick and was therefore stabbed in my right foot. The next day I went to an amusement park and walked on said foot for seven hours, so THAT was painful. This was four days after I had started running on a daily basis, but needless to say, I wasn't doing that with an inch-deep stab wound.
Three or four days after her party, I stepped on my razor while in the shower, getting four cuts on the bottom of my OTHER foot, the left one. I didn't realize that it was broken for some stupid reason, so I, in all my geniusness, decided to use the razor anyway. This ended with the blades popping out of the razor and one of them carving a deep gash in my left leg. I was visibly limping for a week and a half, and that actually still hasn't finished healing yet.
Even later, I slipped getting out of my dad's truck and ended up skinning my ankle and creating a line of bruises on my inner right leg. From the ankle to the knee was a lovely shade of purple for a few days. None of this is counting the usual bumps, bruises and scratches that are constantly present on my body.
-One of my best friends invited me to go to the beach with she and her family. Longboat Key, Florida. Oh, Lord. I looked it up and it was AMAZING. It isn't one of the Keys that's south of Miami; it's on the Gulf side of Florida. It was so beautiful. I'd had some reservations about going for personal reasons, and I really struggled with the decision, but I had decided that if my legs and feet felt better (we were supposed to leave about a week after my sister's party) that I would go.
And then, the night we were supposed to leave, I was at her house, all ready to go-
-and I got sick.
I got SICK.
I called my mom, and she sent my sister to pick me up. I stayed home from the BEACH because I got SICK. At first, everybody was really mad at me for staying, because they thought I had just freaked myself out about the trip and that I'd be fine in the morning (I'm not gonna lie, that hurt) but I didn't get better for almost ten days. I think I got a bug from someone. Anyway, this past week I was so happy that I was feeling better and so excited-
-AND I'M SICK AGAIN.
Yes. As I type, I'm sitting in my hoodie with a cup of tea, coughing and sneezing and aching and generally germing up the place. Is this fair, I ask you? No, but life seldom is. Still, it sucks.
-TUMBLR STEALS ALL MY TIME.
-I went for late-night (actually, early-morning) Taco Bell runs with my bro, Austin. After creeping people out at Wal-Mart, of course
We also sat in an empty parking lot like creepers at 2:30 am so we could eat burritos.-Blew some stuff up, as usual >83
And now, for the longest part of this journal. If you want, you can skip all of that stuff down there.
---
-Many of you know that I went to see Avengers four times when it came out. At this time, I'd like to bring it to your attention that this has NEVER happened before, simply because, well, I have no money. And I really mean that: Aside from birthday or Christmas money from relatives, I have no cash flow whatsoever. I have no allowance, and honestly, my parents don't have the money to give me for me to go buy things or go to the movies or anything. So it's extremely surprising that I was able to go see Avengers once, let alone four times, but I got really lucky. The circumstances were very special (I didn't pay for my own ticket on any of the showings) and those circumstances won't be repeating themselves, I'm afraid.
Which sucks, because, while I loved Avengers, I REALLY REALLY LOVED THE DARK KNIGHT RISES. I'm not kidding when I say that I would have sold my bed to see that movie. Seriously, I'm a very devoted movie fan. I would have done it. (Not allowed
) Anyway, I wasn't able to go see it, which was worse than physical torture. It didn't help that so many people I knew had already seen it, and that there were trailers everywhere. So today, when my friend called and invited me to see it, AND to pay for my ticket, I jumped on it. I, who despises cold medicine, chugged two Alka-Seltzer and swallowed a Mucinex of my own accord so that my mom would let me go. I was excited beyond words.(Warning: The following paragraph is very long and full of excessive praise of Christopher Nolan. You won't hurt my feelings by skipping it.)
This probably won't make sense to anybody else, but I loved The Dark Knight Rises before I ever even saw it. I knew completely before I ever entered the theater - heck, before it even came out - that I was going to adore it. I was so right. There's no doubt in my mind that it's the best movie I've seen all year. If I could, I would go more than twice, which is what I did for How To Train Your Dragon. More than three times, which was for The Muppets. More than four, which was Avengers. I cannot describe my love for Christopher Nolan's Batman trilogy, for the incredible effort displayed in every aspect of every film, the brilliant plots and screenwriting, the visually astounding effects and camera shots, the superb acting. Nolan ensures in every film that the audience receives the perfect mixture of special effects and intelligent storyline while keeping us engaged in the plot and captured by the characters. You have to pay attention in his films, as the tiniest detail could be crucial, but the end is both thrilling and rewarding. This contributes to making his pieces some of the best in the world, setting them apart from both the intricate-but-dull dramas and the fast-paced-but-brainless action flicks by masterfully combining the two. Overall, Mr. Nolan is an excellent director, writer and cinematographer, and I can't wait to see what he plans for the future.
(End gushing.)
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So, yep! That's been my summer. I don't know when I go back to school, but I'm doing pretty well right now. Life is good
How have your summers been? Tell me! And don't be afraid to make it long - mine wasn't
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