I was going to post a much more reasoned and coherent entry, but I feel like this one best represents my feelings right now and for the next week:

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I should actually update more! To talk about stuff--or talk out stuff for myself, how I have been keeping mostly okay and on top of essential things at the expense of, well, other possibly just-as-essential things--and I guess also to post some...other stuff? I know I haven't done a creative update since the new year. Maybe later.

I believe I'll enjoy this term.

Please let that feeling last.

SURELY MY PROF WON'T BE MEAN ENOUGH TO PENALIZE ME FOR SENDING MY VERY LAST ASSIGNMENT IN LATE

BY SIX MINUTES

THEN AGAIN THIS IS FOR JOURNALISM, I CAN'T BE SURE, BAWWWW




At least now I am free to take a breather! Except, of course, for the other assignments that I have due at the start of term. S-sob.

I was going to make this month my art version of NaNoWriMo, but that obviously didn't work out! So you know what? I am going to try something a little different.

♥ THE HOLIDAY ART MEME ♥

* YOU comment with a prompt! Not characters, not a fandom, just some
kind of general prompt: a theme, a situation, a line of poetry or dialogue.

* I endeavor, by December 31st, to give you a little drawing based on that
prompt! It could be fanart from a fandom you've loved for years, fanart
from a fandom you've just fallen in love with, or it could be totally original.
It'll be a fun surprise!

Have at, folks. :3 I'll be keeping this one open right until the end of the month! Also, thank you for the snowflake cookies, u-uwah! ♥

ETA: TABLET PEN HAS BUSTED AND IS NOT GETTING REPLACED FOR A BIT. I OWE YOU ALL A COLOURING JOB ONCE THAT ISSUE IS FIXED.

Arrrrt. Some pixels, some sketches. Varying quality/stages of completeness. I...am going to take a break from dragons for a little bit and draw something else, maybe--I want to get back to my webcomic, do some Christmas stuff, some 07-Ghost fanart.

Also I did a quick read of Rampant for funsies, and while I...am not sure I would give it a reread and perhaps didn't enjoy it as much as I would have around high school, I want to do a couple of pieces with Bonegrinder and Bucephalus and Astrid. I mean. Eee, poisonous man-eating unicorns!

( but for now, more dragons. very image-heavy. )

Taking a minute; posting some art.

( more Perscitia and Lien, with a couple for Iskierka. )

So I totally went home and did all my essays and stories and art in a few glorious hours, feeling the greatest sense of accomplishment I had felt in weeks over getting my work done early and competently...

...and then I woke up and realized that I had, in fact, been passed out on my bed for all those hours. And now there are only thirty minutes left until I have to head back to school.

DAMMIT

at least I got sleep

WHOOO mostly done with projects for a little bit. Blundered my way through interviewing people! Will probably get slammed hard in both workshops for my short story and screenplay, but I am fully expecting it since I wrote the entirety of both during all-nighters. I know I do not write my best at four in the morning! I am just hoping that the class does not go silent when asked for positives during the workshops, because that is a terrible, terrible experience.

Anyway, using the breather before finals to make icons and draw for some of the new counselors in CFUD. :3 I need to intro impotentate too, but I am relaxing a bit first.

( pages o'doodles. icon material for our new Perscitia and Lien! )

A frustration: writing a story that's set in my home country, from the point of view of a character who would naturally have very different experiences from my own. It's not the same as roleplaying, not as easy--this is a real place and theoretically with people who could be read as real. Which is not to say that the same thing doesn't happen in RP, but sklfjgh. There is a fine distinction there, I'm just not really sure how to word it right now.

I love where I came from and I want to tell a kind of truth about it, but I don't want it to be incomprehensible to anyone who hasn't been to the Philippines. It's hard to do this through so many filters: persona, memory, plot and story. I've been writing bits and pieces of it at intervals (the dusty heat, the bright jeepneys, expressions and the nonsensical songs and swearwords I can remember), and tonight I need to pull it all together.

...I'm afraid of fucking it up, I guess. I haven't had much original stuff workshopped, and I usually enjoy the process, but this is a bit more personal than what I usually submit.

Oh well. Here goes.

WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF

I have my favorite class on Mondays, and it starts at 4:30! Today I figured, hey, I'd get there early--it takes 20-30 minutes from my house to school. I was at the stop at 3:40; the schedule said there'd be buses at 3:41, 3:54, and 4:05, and it's pretty on-the-mark during weekdays. OBVIOUSLY NOTHING COULD GO WRONG--

--except of course life replied with a big ol' HA HA SCREW YOU, FOOLISH ONE. None of the scheduled buses arrived! Neither did the 4:21, at which point I gave up and just trudged my ass right back home.

WHAT IS GOING ON, PUBLIC TRANSIT SYSTEM!? I AM DISAPPOINT.

So at this time of night, it apparently saves me an entire hour just to walk home from the bus stop rather than waiting for the bus.

Fffff. I did freak out a little, because I have had twenty years of 'lone female + walking home alone + late at night = possibility of bad things' beaten into me. But there is a certain point at which I stop really caring and start believing myself capable of stabbing a would-be attacker in the eye with my pencil.

Since I can't write like a normal person, I went for self-bribery and wrote one quick fic for every page of assignment I did tonight. A short key moment for every character I currently roleplay in CFUD; I would have done CM and drops too, but eight pages of play is the minimum, thank god.

Albert Silverberg, Seth Nightlord, Honlon, Mithos, Nyanko-sensei, Ashton Anchors, Presea Combatir, and Iskierka. Lots of headcanon here, and large spoilers. Maybe 2000 words total.

( doo dee doo. )

RE: Bleach 377

I have officially decided that Kubo Tite just plain hates the womenfolk. Wow.

Third week of class, giving myself a week's leeway for assignments, and I am still going to bed at 4:30 AM with work left undone.

Augh.

EDIT: make that 5:30, and I need to get up at 7:00, so I'm starting to consider just skipping sleep altogether ololol.

Also, one class assignment should not require a) almost a hundred sheets of paper, even if I print on the backs, b) an entire (new) cartridge of ink and then some, and c) an hour to print out fully. Ugh. There should be a smarter way to do this--turning them in online or something--that does not require everyone to feel like they killed an entire rainforest to do their homework.

...I just got woken up by a sound like someone was trying to force open my door. You know that noise when a locked knob is twisted? Yeah, exactly like that.

Except my door doesn't have a lock! And also it was precisely one minute before my alarm clock would have woken me, anyway.

W-what the hell. Whether that was a ghost or my own subconscious being funny or whatever, I would have appreciated the extra minute of sleep more. :(

I have a short fiction story due in about a week, and last night I am pretty sure I woke up and jotted down some notes for it in a Word document.

Today I opened that document and found that there were in fact, no notes, and all I had typed, in bold glaring red font, was 'MIMI THE YANDERE.'

I have no idea what that means. Am so boned.

( EDIT: OH RIGHT ART )

THAT ICON MEME.

THE RULES
01; Comment to this entry saying 'ICONS!' and I will pick 6 of your icons.
02; Make an entry in your own journal and talk about the icons I picked!

( hoooo! )

THINGS OF NOTE ABOUT OUT-OF-DORM LIFE:

1. There are hummingbirds here! So cute. There's also a flock of little brown birds--maybe sparrows?--that like to fly up to roost just above my window. When they fly up, the sun backlights through their wings and tails and it generally looks amazing. I should see if I can catch a photo one morning.

2. My schedule is retarded. I just dropped a class and turned my Monday into 'class, eat, go home, cook, eat, go back to university, class, go home, eat.'

3. YOU OFFICIALLY DO NOT WANT ME IN YOUR KITCHEN, GUYS. I can cook and follow instructions but I do awful things in the preparing of food. Like just now. I am very glad my landlady and housemate are out, and did not have to watch me go up against a slab of meat.

I won, though.

4. ART AND FIC SHOULD PROBABLY GO HERE BUT I'M HUNGRY, MAYBE LATER. I did draw harukami and mackzazzle a sheet for their epic CFUW game, though. Everything else is either sketchy, or pixels for DC. God, that folder's huge now.

5. Overall I am liking this arrangement much, much more than dorms. There are no drunks! I CAN SLEEP AT NIGHT and I am generally more inclined to do useful stuff and not be a floptard on weekdays. Yaaaaay.

1. I AM MOVING BACK TO VICTORIA TOMORROW, THIS IS EXCITING

2. APPARENTLY PACKING SUCKS MORE WHEN YOU ARE DOING IT FOR NON-DORM HOUSING. I DO NOT CARE.

3. PLAYING DRAGONS ON THE INTERNET IS MY THING AND I WILL NEVER REGRET IT

( ARTDUMP RELATED TO #3 -- ISKIERKA'S ICON FODDER )