Hey everybody! Long time no type! Wow, I can't believe how long it's been since I've posted a journal on here. I guess that I just haven't had that much to say really. I'm going on, day by day and making strides in my life. It's almost scary how my positive steps I've currently take but I guess that it has been something I have always wanted to do. Anyways, here's the headlines...

THE SILVER HEADLINES


STILL WITH MY SILVERY GIRLFRIEND

Yup! It's been almost a year and I am STILL with my girlfriend. Her and I have been having a blast and things couldn't be better. I truly love her very much and the feeling is more than returned.

FIRST THE LIBRARY, THEN THE WORLD!!


Well it only took years and years but I have FINALLY got a promotion at my library. I'm now an assistant supervisor and am currently enjoying the drunken power trip I get every night. Mwa hahahahaha! Even now I have a worker fanning me with one of our more flimsey books

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"CAPE" AND GOWN

So, I'm FINALLY graduating in May and all I have to say is that I really think they should change the attire from a Cap and Gown, to a CAPE and Gown! I mean, how AWESOME would that be to walk up, accept your degree from the dean, and walk away with a vibrant cape flapping in your stead? I mean, I think it would be a good idea.

SPECIAL NEWS

NEW CONTEST!!!!!!
Hey all! I've decided to put up a new contest to get my art skills pumping. Below, I shall post a poem I wrote. The contest is that I want you to tell me what the poem is about. The first person to respond to this journal with the correct answer will get a free drawing or poem (your choice) from me that I shall post on here. Sound good? Okay, here is the poem:
Over my head, the sheets are drawn high up
And they are the first my waking eyes see.
Blinded by a shade of brilliant, blurry
White, I recoil like a newborn pup.
But steadily overhead, the hues soften,
And the white linen ebbs into pale blue.
That cascade of serenity that comes
With this color, that feeling of calm and
Safety wont last though. The sheets cut on cue.
It bleeds and stains through, and my heartstrings strum.
The fierce red darkens
darkens in its last
Breath until the blanket above dyes
black.
Though covered in dark, I fret not. The vast
Sheet is holey with lights
not all pitch-black.
Anyways people, that is all. I hope everyone is doing well and things are going good. Take care and good luck with the contest if anyone cares to participate. Laterz!


CLUBS

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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me

Devious Comments
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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You know I'm big against drugs, except metal, that's all the drug you really need. <-- Me
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. <-- Charles Dickens
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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You know I'm big against drugs, except metal, that's all the drug you really need. <-- Me
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. <-- Charles Dickens
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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You know I'm big against drugs, except metal, that's all the drug you really need. <-- Me
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another. <-- Charles Dickens
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
And yea, I'm always haunted by my drawings. Any little flaws I see with just stay in the back of my mind forever, LoL. We are tortured souls.
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
i usually strive with the artwork too, unless it's done and i've finalized, like in my brain, it's done. then i don't touch it and whatever that bugs me will have to stay there and haunt me until i can do better in the next drawing, lol.
LoL, for artists such as us, we are our own worst critics. I go through a lot of alterations with me drawings too. I keep staring at them and seeing little flaws that I HAVE to fix or I won't rest comfortably, LoL.
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
i was actually terrified when i started drawing lucy lawless, and i'm kinda not satisfied with it, but at least i feel like i've partially captured her, lol.
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"Being an artist means being commited...and I mean that in EVERY sense of the word!" - Me
Anyway, thank you!!!!!
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