Numero uno: I decided I hate this username with a firey passion so I have up and moved my self elsewhere. I am now . I will be re-faving all my favorite artists and if i could please ask my loverly dev-watchers to watch that account I would be most happy. This account will be left as is but will not be added to and my new account will have quiet a bit of the stuff on here. I guess its a good excuse to do some cleaning up. Eh. Whatev. I less than three you all and thanks for being patient with me.

My buddies, the wonderful people who devwatched me, and killer artists!



Clubs:

much and adios

Numero uno:
I'm just generally having on of those weeks were all the small things that could go wrong, are. Just those days where no matter what the world just keeps on f**king with my brain and I really feel as though I need to kill something right about now. I've decided I hate 80% of the human race because they generally suck and I have no use for suckish people right now. Like I don't have enough to worry about right now but people have to go on with they're pathetic immature bullshit and I don't need it. Ever feel like you just want to sleep for like an entire day just to say you didn't hear anyone say anything stupid and useless all day? Think thats the only way you can actually say that? Thats because its true.


*Something Monkey this way comes.
*Charlie's Flying Circus
*Fall in Britain

Coming soon:
*Wall dragon mural(dragon done. pics sooooooonnn. working on back ground)
*Art major stuff(particularly my self-portrait)

Numero due: Sweet song lyrics of the moment:

My buddies, the wonderful people who devwatched me, and killer artists!



Clubs:

much and adios

Numero uno:
Dude, you can put the little listening to, reading, watching...yadda yadda now! Thats happy. ^_^ Anywho, I've been putting stuff up in random bursts lately, no particular reason, I have been trying to put a decent amount of effort into things now considering I need to start getting a serious porfolio together for college. Art Major has been going fairly well, I am now working on a self-portrait...did I mention I hate me....? Okay, not really, I just don't like drawing me. And we're not allowed to use pictures so its all done with mirrors. Darn me, I havn't master looking at a mirror and drawing at the same time, and I won't stop moving to boot! I suck at life! *shakes finger at self* I did a self-portrait with a photo last year and it was just a boring, average, staring straight ahead run-of-the-mill self-portrait. So this year I got creative and am drawing it like I were looking down at something. I'm hoping it will be a little more interesting. Oh yea, and happy day I finally got myself a job!!! I'm now a secretary for my Dance school, Dance Technics in Merrimack. Pretty sweet, two days a week, three hours a day, nine buck an hour. Answer phones, file paper work, input checks in the comp, that sorta stuff. ^_^ And as of friday I will be going to North Conway with , or Jess to me. I'll be back on monday evening but might not be back on the computer till tuesday or possibly wendsday considering I'm going to be at my dance school from 3:00-9:00. You know, life happens.


*The Covenant Boys
*The Queen of Hearts
*This is your mind on drugs

Coming soon:
*Wall dragon mural
*Art major stuff
*Save me Alice


Numero Tre: Sweet song lyrics of the moment:
It's hard to argue when
you won't stop making sense
But my tongue still misbehaves and it
keeps digging my own grave with my

Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens

Why would I sabotage
the best thing that I have
Well, it makes it easier to know
exactly what I want with my...

Hands open and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
that your heart opens

It's not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it's right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy

Put Sufjan Stevens on
and we'll play your favorite song
"Chicago" bursts to life and your
sweet smile remembers you, my

Hands open, and my eyes open
I just keep hoping
That your heart opens

It's not as easy as willing it all to be right
Gotta be more than hoping it's right
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it
Collapse into me, tired with joy

Snow Patrol-Hands Open The most beautiful lyrics. I simply adore the first two lines. This song truly had me at hello.

My buddies, the wonderful people who devwatched me, and killer artists!



Clubs:

much and adios

Listening to Presently: The Kings of Leon: "Lola"
Watching Presently: The lion king
Reading Presently: "The light Fantastic" Yea, more Terry Prachett.
Tempted to beat with a flaming cat presently: Waking up early

Numero uno:
Oi...college stuff is gonna be the death of me...Painting pics comeing soon...promise.




*Fall and scarves
*Dance is...
*A Ranger and her mount

Coming soon:
*Wall dragon mural
*Art major stuff
*Random doodles


Numero Tre: Sweet song lyrics of the moment:
Are you blind
Blind to me trying to be kind
Volunteering for your firing line
Waiting for one precious sign
The flicker of a smile
You should try it just once in a while
Maybe it's not quite your style
Simply too easy to do
And you might not see it through
See it through

Find yourself another place to fall
Find yourself up against another brick wall
See yourself as a fallen angel
Well I don't see no holes in the road but you
Find another place to fall

Are you proud
To have founded a brand new behaviour
With hatred and hurt as your saviour
But nobody's choosing to follow
So you choke back the tears and you swallow
Men who have ruined your life
You consume them with minimum strife
But now you have got indigestion
The antacid comes as a question

Find yourself another place to fall
Find yourself up against another brick wall
See yourself as a fallen angel
Well I don't see no holes in the road but you
Find another place to fall

There isn't much more I can say
For I don't understand the delay
You're asking for friendly advice
And remaining in permanent crisis
Affection is yours if you ask
But first you must take off your mask
When you're back's turned I've decided
I'll throw it away just like I did

Find yourself another place to fall
Find yourself up against another brick wall
See yourself as a fallen angel
Well I don't see no holes in the road but you
Find another place to fall
Well I don't see no holes in the road but you
Find another place to fall
Well I don't see no holes in the road but you
Find another place to fall
KT Tunstall-Anbother place to fall

My buddies, the wonderful people who devwatched me, and killer artists!



Clubs:

much and adios

Listening to Presently: 10,000 Days: Tool; Revalations and Black holes: Muse
Watching Presently: The Brothers Grimm. (Actually an amazing movie. Heath Leger and Matt Damon: )
Reading Presently: "The Wee Free Men" (Yet another magnificiant book by the increadably talented Terry Prachett. )
Tempted to beat with a flaming cat presently: Waking up early

Numero uno:
Just started school....darn getting up early, darn it to heck...

Numero duo: The basis of my Story-Hells yes. Hoo, boy, I dunno if anyone is going to understand where my mind is going with this, but the tale goes as such....
Baiscally it is called "Honor Amoung" and its about pirates. But it gets weirder. The two main charactors, Calla and Roger (and Teddy the alligator) are from the future. Think, like, Treasure planet. Whee space pirates. Hence, access to time travel. They are after one of the biggest hauls a pirate could ever dream of, and they don't think they can do it alone. So they manage to pull off getting their hands on a time machine that works just enough to get people back and forth...hopefully. They begin to recruit con men, criminals, street rats, and other "genius-in-their-field" sort of people, with questionable "fields". They continue on with a motley crew of strange charactors, trampling every cliche they might find along the way and nearly obliterating every chance of normalcy for those they might come in contact along said way.


*Don't mess with me, Kid
*Bubblegum
*Sam and Skiz

Coming soon:
*Pictures from the zoo and Aquarium
*Many things drawn while in Maryland
*moms tattoo
*pictures from maine


Numero Tre: Sweet song lyrics of the moment:
Could a body close the mind out
Stitch a seam across the eye
If you can be good, you’ll live forever
If you’re bad, you’ll die when you die

Hearing only one true note
On the one and only sound
Unzip my body
Take my heart out
'Cause I need a beat to give this tune

Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of

Oh the body swayed to music
Oh the lightning glance
If I would give it all and all
Maybe you would hear me
Ask for half a chance

Hearing only one root note
Planted firmly in the ground
Undo my heart, unzip my body and
Lend to my ear a clear and a deafening sound

Unzip my heart

And if I need a rhythm
It’ll be to my heart I listen
If it don’t get me too far wrong

And if I
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
It’s gonna be to my heart I listen
If it don’t take me too far gone

Everybody smile please
Nobody pay no mind to me
Finger in position on the switch
A little flash photography

Taking a picture of you
Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of me
Taking a picture

Ramalama Bang Bang
Flash Bang Big Bang
Bing Bong, Ding Dong
Dum dum d’ dum dum

With a hammer Bang Bang
Flash Bang Press Gang
Bing Bong, Ding Dong
Dum dum d’ dum dum

With a st’ stammer
Bang Bang
Crash Bang
Big Bang
Boing Boing
Boing Boing
Dum dum d’ dum dum

With a st’ stammer
With a st’ stammer
With a st’ stammer
Bang Bang

Crash Bang
Big Bang
Bing Bang
Crash Bang

And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen

And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen

And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen

And if I
And if I
Need a rhythm
Need a rhythm
Need a rhythm
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Roisin Murphy- Ramalama Bang Bang
My buddies, the wonderful people who devwatched me, and killer artists!



Clubs:

much and adios