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Mmkay. I started a picture journal. I'll probably be on that one more than this one. :P I don't have to explain anything or write shit down .. All I have to do is take pictures and post them up. O_O Much more simple, I think.

And posts don't have to be so awesome. Because your audience REALIZES that you're taking pictures and not just typing. It's a lot more difficult. :P

Username = loliMINX
Give me a buzz. :D

I told you I'd make up for all those posts
without pictures. XD I'll get more tomorrow. :P

James and I. I'm doing great! Thanks to everyone
who responded previously. :D

More pictures. Sorry if these are so huge.
If they are, let me know and I'll resize them. X_x

And yes, that is pink eye-shadow. *_* I
just started wearing make-up. XD HOORAY!!

I'll never underestimate the word love again.
Because.. Well, I know what it means now. :)

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SOMETHING TO KNOW ABOUT ME
Music isn't really my thing. If it sounds good, then that's just
peachy. But my life is centered around visual art and
all that it encompasses. I don't believe that there is such a thing
as a BAD PICTURE or a GOOD PICTURE. There are only
REAL pictures. Happiness has never been a goal for me.
It's only a side-effect of what I do.


It's not about ORIGINALITY. It's INDIVIDUALITY.

TYPES OF THINGS I POST
My latest art exploits (behind LJ-Cuts if there is more than one),
life as a movie/comedy/DRAMA/philosophy,
& photographs of me or my surroundings that tell a story.

APPEALING? ADD ME. <3

Once again, I am stuck upstairs playing Harvest Moon for the whole Saturday that I'll be home. Tidus is off at golfland yucking it up with Travis, and Chris is off at work making himself some cold, hard cash. And while they're all having their own strange versions of fun, I'll be here, plastered to my television screen with my hands sewn onto the handles of my playstation 2 controller, wondering wether I should spend my virtual money on realistic-looking lumber, or wether or not I should throw my eggs into the hotspring spa to give to my imaginary lover.

Sweet, sweet Harvest Moon. How you've corrupted me. *Drools*

PS ♥ Did you know that there's a Harvest Moon for girls?! It hasn't come out in the US yet because Japanese creators are still debating on wether or not to bring about its translation. They're worried about the popularity (because gamer girls are so few and rare, as we all know). But I want it so bad!! I'm tired of being a virtual boy! I want to be a girl! I support the translation of Harvest Moon for Girls!

Check out all this gear that I'm aiming for!
[01] Pink Playstation 2
[02] Pink Gameboy SP
[03] Pink GBSP Carrying Case
[04] Pink X-Box
[05] Pink CD-Case (holds 24)

Pretty sweet, right? I guess the only reason that I want everything to be pink is so that I can "look cool" while playing. Also, everything will match the colors in my room (when it's clean, anyway)! All I need now is a pink laptop or computer for College.. Sick! *Grinnage* Oh, and just for the hell of it, if I ever do get another doggy (because my old one died *Pout*), he/she'd have this beautiful dog-house all to her/himself!

My dad thinks he's so goddamned sneaky. It pisses me off how he assumes that he's the slyest person in the fucking world. Let me give you a briefing on his idiocy.

Yesterday, Christopher was curled up against me and sleeping in my arms. My dad (in a pathetic attempt to spy on us) was behind us doing the dishes. However, what he didn't know was that I could see him in the reflection of our living room window.. And in the entire hour that Christopher was sleeping, my dad managed to wash the same plate three times. And after putting the dishes into the washer, he pulled them back out to rewash them. He thinks he's so fucking smart, acting like he's just "getting some housework done." What a dumbass.

So Chris and I move to the couch in the other room. And my dad conveniently finishes washing the dishes, then shuffles on over the spice cabinet (which peeks directly into the other room), and he begins to rearrange the entire collection. Gee, dad. You might as well walk up and stare us down because you are as fucking obvious as a hispanic dick in a room full of naked asian men.

This school is really beginning to piss me off. Is being intelligent that much of a crime? I mean, I come into class, I sit down, I tell Junior to shut-the-fuck-up because he's constantly teasing me about my brains, I finish up the classwork.. And then I'm berated by my peers for being smarter than the average bear, boo-boo.

What kind of fucked up system is this?

The chicken-shit thing to do would be to come into class and fall asleep, acting lazy and retarded just like everyone else. But the smart (and social life ruining) thing would be to keep up what I'm doing and hope that everyone will quit their fucking bitching. Stupid donkeys.

Note ♥ The topic being discussed in my comic is the "Senior Project" that all Seniors in highschool are required to do in order to graduate. It's so damned boring.. The bright side, however, is that we get to pick our project topic. And (surprise, surprise), mine is going to be on "Cartooning and Animation". :)

PS ♥ I figure that since I consider myself to be an "artist," I should have something to show for it in my journal. So that explains the comic.