Wednesday, October 3, 2007

   chipmunks don't make good friends

Why is it that I always feel like such a...

loser? I mean seriously. Barely anyone comments on my artwork... It seems no one read my writing... Which is understandable...considering no one visits my page. When did I get to be a people-pleasing-lunatic...? I've never, and I mean never, cared what people think about me. But somehow now I'm just having real problems. Maybe it's because I see who I am and I'm afraid of it. And I know little kids look up to me, which they shouldn't I'm the type who seems good on the outside but I'm so wound-up and tight on the inside it's a wonder I don't snap. And if I do snap- let's better hope I'm no where near a chainsaw... I'm kidding, of course. I most certainly am not a raving lunatic. No really. I'm not. >.>;; I guess I just need stress-relief. Drawing, maybe? Maybe I should start drawing to relieve stress. Would anyone be interested in seeing stress-relief doodles...? And if not what would ya'll like to see?? Please leave me a comment and tell me...
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Sunday, September 30, 2007

This is going to be utter rant-age because I feel like it. So there, take that. Erm.. I have major issues.

Oh I've actually been thinking about posting my writing here... Would enyone be interested in that? If you are interested leave me a comment or sign my guestbook with a request to read Ink's stories. I'll probably end up posting a little story at the end of this anyway. So if you want to read go to the end- you'll get to see my writing style...

OK. And now I said I'd rant. And rant I shall!!! RAAANT!!!! D:
Yeah- ok. I got 44 veiws on my newest pic. and then 4 votes. no comments. no favorites. nothing. and for all of those people who "hablan espanol": nada. There. Please if you're going to look at it. Vote for it. I know we all have short attention spans. [This coming from someone so ADD I don't even have the patience to match my socks.] And I know it's difficult to click a little box. But seriously no one is that pressed for time that you can't at least vote for something. I vote [and/or comment] for near everything I view. And for someone to do the same- I would sure appreciate it. I mean. I know I'm not a good artist. Considering I don't get barely any votes I realize that. But at least comment about why my drawing looks crappy. Tell me how I can improve!! *shockgasphorror* heck no, Ink, we can't tell you how to improve we're all just soooo much better than you that we don't have the time to spare wisdom... That my friends, is dumb. I mean seriously. I know I'm a good artist. [Wow... I just totally contradicted myself.] I have people tell me I'm a good artist. Unless my best friend in the entire world [whom I confide in and trust with every fibre of my being] is lying. Which I highly doubt. But still. I mean just please vote? T_T *desperation* Please I can't stand it. I already have self-esteem issues. Seriously. I'm a teenager. We're like walking self-esteem issues. So there please vote [or comment, I wouldn't be oppossed to that at all] lest I melt into a pile of rejected-mush. At least my ramen loves me. <3

XD

And here. Without further ado: I give you Ink's Writing! *doctor-frankenstein-laughter* [though, I prefer young frankenstein.... "puttin' on the riiiitz" XD]


She smelled of cherries. Mr. Collins decided. Cherries and cinnamon actually. Spicy and sweet.

She was too young to be so old. Too sweet to be so sour. And hardly to spicy to be so bland. And whatever contradiction was made by his thoughts; he decided, was so fitting to her that it could not be recanted.

What was so different about her, then? Was it that she reminded him of her? Or was it that she was just such a remarkable person? She had tended to her brother when he had fallen ill, and from her experiences in doing so, had taken up child psychology. Anyone, in his rather jaundiced opinion who tried to understand the minds of others, was off their rocker... But she was usually spot-on with her diagnoses. So straightforward and gentle about it, in a caring way that made her patients feel loved.

"What're you staring at?" She asked one eyebrow cocked in bemused irritation.

"Hnn?" Mr. Collins asked, rattled from his thoughts. He had been staring at her of course. Lost in his trail of thought. "Oh," he hid a blush behind his normal stupified expression, "Never mind."

"Mmmhmmm," she hummed tapping her pen against one daintily curved lip, "thought so."

Mr. Collin's just smiled at her. Because, that's all he could do.
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Monday, September 24, 2007

I'm getting back to my writing. Which is refreshing I think. I needed to start writing again. I wrote a mini-novel back in the sixth grade; I think. And then, for years I didn't write anything aside from the sporadic creative writing assignments. I think to bottle my creativity like that was a good idea wrapped in a bad idea. To cage it like that, with no outlet, now is letting me overflow with the budding confidence of a new writer, but then to not have honed my skills for years upon end was not a good idea. To just jut my thoughts so far forward into writing and everything like that I think has helped me. Writing really is the salve needed for someone with a massive artist's block. I think my art really stripped my resources for all sane writing for a very long time; I shouldn't have left myself so torn like that. I know writing is my passion; I wish I could understand how my own grey-matter works, because then I might be able to understand what thought process caused me to just hog-tie my writing and lable it: LATER and toss it to the far depth of the dark, dank place otherwise known as Ink's mind. But, once you let that creativity loose on the world- it runs rampant. I've now garnered the title of the human thesaurus from my classmates, so I'm glad that my speach hasn't suffered due to my new creative passion. My eloquence has grown, rather. I know I shouldn't neglect art so, but perhaps if I lynch my art for a while then drag it back and perform CPR on it once my writing runs into a dry spell I could be able to draw again. Random spirts of creativity is not a way to live, but alas, for right now it has to be my life, because I don't think I can live with anything else. I want to be able to be creative in both aspects: art and writing; but it should just suffice to be able to create something with my own two hands (or a laptop and my deft fingers). I'm going to do art again; I promise but I guess all I'm trying to say through my word tango here is that art is getting done, and writing is getting done. Just not simultaneously and just not fast. Bear with me all that care and watch my art mature. Bear with me, friends. I keep saying I am going to get back to posting here. And I will. I promise you all that. But for now, I'll just stick with missing you and awaiting the day of my return. So wait my friends, wait valiantly! And if you survived through my need to use big words and sound intelligent above: you get a cookie. A very big cookie. With chocolate chips. And baked with much love. <3
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Sunday, September 23, 2007

   TEH POCKY-NESS
My mom totally bought me Pocky!! I'm sooooo happy now!!! ^_________^ POCKY!!!!!!!! *goes on a mad-pocky-eating-spree* Yay!



I can't share my pocky with ya'll but I hope this will suffice?
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Saturday, September 22, 2007

   Yeah... I want back and re-read my crack theory that I posted late last night, and I have to wonder: what the heck was I thinking?! I'm kidding I still think my crack-theory could work... In some odd random way.

Erm... I dunno what to say. I was going to post something really interesting, but I don't remember what I was going to write.

Yeah, um I'm watching Lady in the Water. I'm and M. Night Shyamalan freak... I love his movies. They're all so good. The Village was my favorite movie for the longest time, then I watched Lady in the Water and I just recently got the courage to watch Sixth Sense, ok so I didn't really watch all of it, I came in half way through.

I want to sing my ramen song. [Yes, I have my ramen song....sheesh...I'm not a freak! >.>] I like ramen a lot...[think the real-life equivalent of Naruto XD] And I had ramen for dinner last night- so I was happy. And then I had it for lunch today! YAY FOR RAMEN!!!!! *does a little happy dance*
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Friday, September 21, 2007

   NARUTO 371 SPOILERS!!!!!!!!
I just read chapter 371 of Naruto!!!! *does a little happy dance* now, I can't wait for the next chapter to come out... What's up with Pein and Konan?!?! OK, here's my theory: Minato, Pein and Konan were all Jariaya's genin team... [my theory=crack theory] but hey it could work! And also Pein said something about loving Jaraiya... creeeeeeeeepy.... I wonder if Pein's a chick or a guy, 'cause I dunno. Go to onemanga.com and read it if you want. They just put the scanlation up!!! *dies of the Naruto-coolness*
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The Gang WIP I'm still working on it and improving it, so this is my newest pic... um yeah, if I get embarassed about putting it up here I'll take it down...
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

   Soy muy cansada. Yo quiero dormir. Voy a dormir. Ha. O voy a morir. La cancion esta' tocanda es Lady Eboshi de Princess Mononoke. Esta' terminando.

Mi hermanita esta' cantando. Quiero mi hermanita!! *hugs*

Adios mis amigos. Ten una buena dia!
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Monday, September 17, 2007

I'm really tired.... I don't think I've posted in a while.... Erm- what's new? [Pussy-cat, wo-ooooh-oh *random* XD]

Ummm... I finished my picture... Kind of... _{not really}

Yeah... um I'll post it sometime....
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Thursday, September 13, 2007

IT IS BEING INK'D! SERIOUSLY, I AM INKING MY PIC, AND IT REALLY IS GOING TO BE FINISHED SOMETIME SOON!!!

HA! *is having fun with the coding madness*

I really am working on a picture. Bug me about it so I'll finish it! I promise I'll get it up before I go to the con! I hope...considering that's in Novemeber....
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