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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:46 am
I'll look it up. So, aside from going to work today, which was fun, this is how I spent my day.  I normally hate my computer coloring jobs, but this one I like. Any money I don't like it when I wake up later on. XD I started drawing the original sketch on the bus on my way into work, I added to it on the bus on my way home from work, and when I got in, I pretty much went straight to work on scanning it, then ate dinner, and spent the rest of the night coloring it. I love it when a drawing like this comes to me. It started because I wanted to try a new style for faces. It evolved to this. But! I didn't get ANY writing done today as a result. Haha! I was going to work on chapter two of Project "Fort Wars" some more, because I'm still not done, despite being more than a page in, already, but... This drawing that was only supposed to be an experiment on a new facial style, totally stole the spotlight of my day, and turned into a coloring experiment, too! Kay, I'mna toddle off to bed now.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 7:36 am
Gah, so hungry... why must I suffer from poor student syndrome?! Man I wish I could eat in the morning, why must food always seem so utterly repulsing from the hours of 5am to 9am?! Life is cruel and stupid, I think I'm going to read more of my book before class starts crying .
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 9:14 pm
Gah, it would appear that this guild has died once again. Well, to keep the guild alive, I will commence the ranting of said life.
So I wrote a grammatics test today, it was actually kind of fun. Umm, I nearly finished Fulgrim, I'm very sad, because I already know the ending, and I wish the book wasn't turning out like it is because so many beloved characters are going to die or have died already. I wish it wasn't so, but then Warhammer 40,000 would be Warhammer 30,000 and there would be very few bad guys in the game. Oh how the mighty fall crying .
Umm... yeah, anyone want to read my short story Serendipity? I hear its pretty good... sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 11:17 am
Wow, yeah it does seem dead, what's going on? ninja
haven't read Serendipity yet, going to though, people
should read my "This is Our Time..." everyone that i sent it too seems to really like it, my Aunt says it changed how she looked at what was happening to her on that day, she had a bad day at work.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 2:56 pm
I read it, just haven't posted anything for it, I was in an odd, annoyed mood at the time and decided that ranting on you for simply reiterating things that have been thought and said for years now seemed futile given the nature of the world.
What you wrote is mostly true though and I agree with it for the most part. I've just been thinking that for most of my life so reading it doesn't have the same impact on me as it would someone else.
Prose like that I think is better suited to works of satire and irony because there have been so many studies and articles about the obsessiveness of humanity that simply writing it down does little but annoy people or make them think again. Its message is clear but not driven home.
Today sucks by the way, I feel like crap, I have no energy and this article is trying every nerve I got.
I think i'll finish my novel, eat food and try again.
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 8:22 pm
Hellooooo!!!
The lurker has returned for some lurking. I have a World Lit class that I'm reading some poetry for... I do not understand it.... "The Mirror of a Moment" by Paul Eluard and "You Want me White” by Alfunsina Storni. This class is so easy. I haven't learned much and my teacher keeps changing what were reading. She's become a dumb teacher... About as dumb as that History teacher... And that History teacher was the DEAN of the history department! GAH!
I want to write and do art again... *sniffle*
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 5:48 pm
Hey Glory, Sha, Tommy, and Lion! It's been far too long, hasn't it? I figured I would just drop this and run, I wrote it for the GGSA (it's a guild version of GSA on Gaia).... Quote: Hey everyone, Remember "Complications" (Pt. 2)? It ended with me telling David how I felt about him, and with his very relaxed reaction. Well, that wasn't the end of the story, hence.... ~~~~~ Last time on "Locker Room Discrepancies"....A football player who I was coming to think of as a friend outed me in the locker room. After an initial awkwardness, we mended our relationship, and it was stronger for the break. As time went by, I came to admire his good qualities (not the least among them a perfect butt), and became closer to him. It seems inevitable now that I would begin to fall for him, lust blending with love as surely as spicy cinnamon into rich hazelnut coffee eased by the sweet mellowness of honey. Soon after I discovered my feelings, my attitude changed. I became racked with all the feelings pent up inside of me. Upon reflection, I decided that I had to tell him, and what's more, that he deserved to know. If he rejected me as a person because of what I felt for him, well, then our friendship was only a sham in the first place. In the end, my path was certain. It was no longer about me liking him, or him feeling the same way. It was about compassion and honesty and the meaning of friendship, about what it truly means to have feelings for someone, and how much we can really claim those feelings for ourselves. I told him about a week or so after finding my feelings. He didn't hit me or anything--in fact, I still wonder if he completely understood. It was awkward at first, but I...I think he understands. Maybe just a little bit better. I pray it is so....------------- Part 3------------- After I told him, it was a little awkward. The next week, we said no more than a dozen words to each other at a time, usually less. The week after that, he was suspended for five days for something he didn't do. (Go figure.) So, the third week after I told him (this week), I was out Monday and Tuesday. I got back on Wednesday uneasy about seeing him.... But he was very cool about everything. I told him I was glad to see him back, and he just smiled. Then, as I was dressing out, these two kids come up to me, and asked "Are you gay?" I got upset. There I was, less than half naked, asked by people I've never met what my sexuality is. I said "I don't even know you. Why would I tell you something that personal about myself? Why would you ask that, and why would I tell you?!?" I began to shake slightly, invisible tremors running through me. I never turned from them. Did they hear the edge of iron in my voice? I could taste it—the cold, hard bitterness of the world. I felt myself growing cold with it, hardening my heart with it, preparing, and then— I heard from behind me and to my right: "So what if he is?" It was David's voice. David's voice. And Matt (the other boy near my locker who is friends with David), who I had become friends with in David's absence adds: "Yeah, who cares?" David and Matt. David and Matt were defending me. They were defending me. They were defending me. You know what I learned? It's incredibly difficult to be cool and pleased at the same time, touched and untouchable at once. I knew a moment of indecision. But it was okay, because they backed off. I thanked David and Matt, and had a day of reflection. I decided--as I had learned earlier that I was neglecting a certain friend--that I would write them all letters. And so I did, yesterday. Four letters, and I got three of them to their recipients today (including one to Matt). All save David. But tomorrow.... Tomorrow's another day. It's been a good day, and now I'm relaxing with a full belly in front of a computer typing to friends, listening to music that's so good I could cry (Tom Barabas' "Romantic Rhapsodies"). I can't think of a more perfect end to today. Sometimes, I have really, really good days. This is one that will sparkle in my heart forever. Because now I know...I have friends who accept me for who I am, and I don't have to face the world all by myself. It's a good feeling. Love and Vale, ~Leavaros
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 12:05 pm
Ahem, and yet again the guild moves slowly... stare
LD- High School is harsh, people don't really respect personal information that much seems like they're trying to pull it out of you, trying to make you crack, stay strong, find a common ground where you trust the people there.
Lion- Thanks for reading it and not posting when your mind wasn't clear. it seems we're all going through something right now that we can't get around right away.
Tommy- Nice artwork, what ever happened with "Fort Wars" ?
to anyone: Wheres CM? she has like disappeared or something...
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 5:07 pm
I'm pretty sure Muse posted on Duality, then deleted her post.... It's odd.... What's even stranger is that my post count is significantly higher than hers....
-LD
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 11:28 pm
Shadowdragon087 Tommy- Nice artwork, what ever happened with "Fort Wars" ? Thanks. Fort Wars is progressing slowly at the moment, because I'm taking pains to remember all I possibly can from my own childhood in regards to the entire concept of the fort wars, in general, and the rules we had set, and how they were shattered so simply... And my own quick resolving of the entire situation that ended the fort wars forever. And I'm also trying to remember simple childhood friendship's and experiences, such as when my friend Amanda R. and I saw the demon eyes in her window, or the time we chased the man in grey through the stairwell, only to have him vanish around the thirteenth floor. There were a lot of interesting things that went on during the fort wars era in my life, and I'm trying to figure things out into a solid timeline. There's a lot of personal everything with regards to this story, so I'm organizing a lot of thoughts and memories and ideas right now, and trying to come up with something semi-coherent to work from.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 6:37 am
I think that many of the best stories are those that are...close to the author's life, as well as his heart....
-LD
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 12:46 pm
Yes, which is why I'm taking pains to make a memory map, so to speak.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:02 am
Hey, guys. Sorry to double-post, but I wanted you all to read Blood On Paper, the set of lyrics I just wrote. I've got the basic bass-line, rhythm, and beat that I want it to follow, but I need my brother on board before this gets anywhere near full-on project status. But yeah, let me know (in that thread) what you think. ^_^ The reason I didn't post it in the guild is because... I'm just feeling very lazy right now. I may actually put it here in the guild some time later on, but for now, just follow the link. Haha. I'm gonna go pass out to my live Loreena McKennitt album.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 12:14 am
hmmm it's interesting though before you have a gaia mod msg you i would go through and censor the swear words a bit, specially the one at the end...
wow, so i started working on Life or Something Like It again and posted what i've worked on so far the last part i just posted gets a little creepy, let me know what you think in that thread...
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 7:24 am
Not really my flavor, but I can admire the merit of the work. Good job, Tommy, as always.
One thing though--go back through and add in apostrophes where they're needed, maybe capitalize some things. I'd love to hear this put to music. Upload it when you're done, okay?
Love and Vale,
-LD
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