Happy Thanksgiving!

Random fall/Thanksgiving art. <3>

Yay For Improvement!

Yay for new art! I seem to be lacking inspiration lately. But blah blah, here's a Wednesday night something.

My Art

Well after so many years of participating in a semi-geek worthy Harry Potter rpg I got into art. Computer graphics art. It was taking your character's alias, and making signatures, dolls, signs etc that showed the alias with the character's personality. They took on a whole new identity.

I realize I developed a pretty good talent, and I feel like I can share my art with everyone. No matter what level I'm at. So heres something...I haven't really did one in a long time so I'm still adjusting. Oh, I call them banners, or sigs on occasion.

Today is Horrible

I can't believe I haven't written in here for so long. I feel disconnected for some reason. The school newspaper comes out today, I won't be surprised if my article didn't make it. It was my first newspaper article and it most likely sucked.

I finished another book today. It was by Susanna Moore, "The Big Girls." It was very depressing and extremely weird, but I liked it. Something about no happy ending just seems realistic to me. Does anyone really have their happy ending in life anyway?

Relections and World Endings

Well, there is yet another writing contest I have found. My school district's PTA is holding a Reflections contest for artists. Media arts, literature, choreography, visual arts, drawing, painting, etc. I am entering for the literature category.

The theme is, "Beauty...Is." It's kind of getting tough to be inspired off of that. I spent my entire gym period trying to write something. No poems, stories, or quotes. I'm coming up in a writer's block. I think I'm going in the nature direction. Anywho...

The new movie 2012 is causing me to fight with a lot of people. I read an article that people went down to Mexico and questioned the most recent descendants of the Mayans. They said they had no idea the world was ending. What??? This reassured some hope in me. I don't want to live the rest of my life being paranoid that my whole planet is going into complete destruction. I just want to live!

Just want to live.

Emails That Made My Day!

So, I enter various writing contests for young adults through out the year. Although I have always wanted to, I've never entered in one by the Young Voices of American Foundation, until today that is! I just received a confirmation email saying that my entry has been received. I am COMPLETELY excited. I'm glad that they emailed confirmation, because if they didn't I wouldn't have survived two more months. Oh well, *fingers crossed*

Another very very excited email was from a writer named Beckie Weinheimer. She will be interviewing me for her blog! I am beyond honored/shocked/amazed at this cool opprotunity. She writes young adult novels, which I believe may be the main genre of my future writing. I couldn't be any more happy.

After the interview is completed and posted I will paste the link back here.

Colleges

Today was an interesting day. It was unusually warm, unusually nice for November. My boyfriend Mo and I decided to walk across the Poughkeepsie-Newburgh bridge (titlecheck?) because of the weather. For some reason fall, and warm weather equal college in my mind.

I originally thought that I knew where I wanted to go, what I wanted to do. I wanted to pursue journalism and go to college in the city. New York City is where my heart is, it probably always will be. When I go, whether it be Manhattan, Bronx, Queens, or any borough, I feel like I belong. Something in my body attaches me to New York.

However, today I felt like I shouldn't limit myself. Who says I can't end up there later than life? Not to say its not still my first choice, it always will be, but I started thinking of other possibilities.

London, California, Connecticut, Phoenix. I wouldn't mind experiencing a new place for once. This is the first step towards my future, our future, I told him. I want to get out there, see new things. I don't want to be limited to a place that is far too close to home.

Sundays, Sundays

I hate Sundays. Well, to be specific, lazy Sundays. I hate just knowing that Monday, and school, are right around the corner. It makes it impossible to enjoy anything, because you know its going to end extremely soon. Too soon. I really do, hate Sundays.