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Fri Jan 2, 2009, 12:57 AM
  • Mood: Irritated
  • Listening to: VAST
  • Watching: GAY ROBOTS
  • Drinking: Water
If it's not the muses, it's life.

Sorry for going dead for the billionth time.

A lot of family issues have been plaguing me and I hardly have had the time, or the attention span to do anything worthy of posting. I draw a lot, still, but I don't post anything because I'm one of those types that firmly believes in quality over quantity. :shrug:

I will try to get back to posting once I can get my mind cleared, but it may take awhile. I don't really wish to go into detail of everything, as it's long and angst ridden.

Though some interesting details are that I got to see snow again. That brought much joy to my frigid little northern heart. I <3 Chicago. I thought I was going to freeze, but I didn't, not even when it was -10F below out and I was running around in normal clothes + my sweater jacket, shawl, and gloves. Watching other people freeze was hilarious, however. I also learned quickly how to drive over icy roads. Funnnnnn. I managed a new driving record. 17 Hours straight from Illinois and back to Florida. Crazy crap, that. I was only there for three days, which did suck a lot, but there was really no way to stay any longer, and trust me, I wasn't going for a vacation.

Wish I was, I could use it.

I start my new University in three days.

BRB, Invading Poland.

Sat Nov 22, 2008, 12:54 AM
  • Mood: Irritated
  • Listening to: Therion
  • Watching: GAY ROBOTS
  • Drinking: My Daily Tea, Yum~
Ugh. Let's start this entry with something that really quite pushes a few buttons for me.

I highly despise the term Feminazi.

Do not call me that. Call me a Feminist, fine. I'm really an Equalist, but I will settle if you can't get your f%&#ing definitions correct.

So I get called this term by a, well, I wouldn't call him an artist, even though he has it in his head he's this almighty something or another. I believe in equality. Equal pay, no discrimination. Granted, Some women are better then some men, it's a fact! But on the flip side, some men are better then some men! Guess what, it doesn't matter what your gender is! Or what your sexual preference is, or the color of your skin! What about this do people not get!?

But I digress. Back to this feminazi thing. It's rather ironic if you think about it. By calling a woman a 'feminazi,' when she's about equality and open mindedness, one should realizing you're comparing her to an extremely closed minded sect of individuals who committed acts of genocide upon an ethnic group?

How does that work out? Seriously, the people who use the term feminazi are the closed minded ones. It gets better, the guy who called me that, as well as said my art was shit ( though I don't think much better of his art, maybe even worse, I guess we're even there. ) turns out to be a total bigot about things he said to a friend of mine because he got pissed off since I cut him down to size. He said several nasty little racist remarks of what she sent to me. That's nice, call yourself an artist but is a total closet minded chauvinistic racist bastard.

Sorry for the angry journal entry, just needed to vent for a bit.

Chaos.

Sun Oct 26, 2008, 8:30 PM
  • Mood: Neutral
  • Listening to: techno. . .
  • Drinking: tea
It's absolute madness around here ( No, not Sparta. ), and I haven't had much chance to upload anything. I've barely kept up with the forums, and only barely. I feel so bad as some days I haven't even been able to spend 15 minutes on there. I really need to set up some moderators, but I'm worried on who to pick and who not to pick. ::sigh::

Life is crazy. There's a lot of really bad things going on that I just really don't want to discuss on here and just rather keep to myself. It's midterms to boot, making me even further stretched out than I want to be.

The only time I draw is in class, and while I do have a good few things to scan, I just don't have the time TO scan or clean up and fix things, and it's just anathema for me to post something that hasn't been cleaned and least looks semi professional. Ugh.

Somehow I'm going to be more active around here, but that time just isn't now.

:headdesk:

Wed Aug 27, 2008, 6:22 AM
  • Mood: Irritated
  • Listening to: techno. . .
  • Drinking: tea
So, school starts, right? This is supposed to be a yay, because at very least I can use school as my excuse for to opt out of any 'friend things.'

Well, I had to take my car in for her oil change. Turns out that with all the running I've done for said friends this summer, just about everything is worn out. Brake pads and brake rotors. $170 - not too bad, and then they come back with a real killer, though. Her ignition is shot, though it's not my fault, as they said it looks to have been going for some time, probably since the older owner, and he beat on my baby. . . I have to wait to have her fix, as, my work check wasn't too great. ::sigh:: Until then I have loan of my mother's SUV.

::sigh::

My baby. . . I can't drive you. . . ::cries::

Just another journal entry.

Wed Aug 20, 2008, 12:11 PM
  • Mood: Irritated
  • Listening to: Vast
  • Drinking: tea
Beware, this one is a little angry.

I've taken off several weeks now, tried to relax, tried to spend time with friends, only to find myself very upset at several situations. I think I prefer my work, I rather be exhausted from it, then spend time with people who really don't care about me. I'm sick of being a loyal friend to all these people who are never loyal to me. I think I deserve better then that.

I'm especially upset that, after letting someone crash with me for a week, whom I took everywhere, because she had a fight, and then this person, once her issues are done, is going out with a person who betrayed me.

I'm upset at another person as well. But I'm figuring I'm just done with it. I don't really want to hear from them any longer, as, to be honest, I don't know what to say, and I don't want to blow up at anyone. As angry as I am, I don't want a fight, I just want to be left alone, I want to move on, and I want to stop being everyone's shoulder to cry on. I'm sick of being the one being cut out of the picture because I was the honest one. I'm just done. I guess if this other person wants to be friends with someone that continually talks smack about them, be my guest. I'm done. Just done.

Sorry to all my friends on watch, but, I just needed to get this off my chest. :/

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