Riiiight. No internet when the power is off

Took me the amount of time it takes to turn my computer on and start checking my emals to figure out that internet uses electricity. I’m glad I made my fruit toast before they turned off the power.

I was like “Con freaking sarnit! Can’t read fanfiction”.

I’ve started reading True Blood fanfiction. It’s awesome. I’ve also figured out who Sookie’s gonna end up with in the books, as I haven’t finished reading the them, because there’s like a million of them. I deduced that it’s similar to Twilight fanfic where 80% of the fiches are BellaxEdward (i.e. Who Bella ends up with) and the rest is slash and creepy fics like BellaxCarlisle. *shiver*
So I won’t spoil it, but it’s who I wanted it to be.

Man, these posts have pretty much just been what’s been going on with me lately, haven't they?

Well I stunned one and killed two flies today. With. My. Bare. Hands. It was disgusting, but we don't have a fly swatter and I hate flies getting all up in my room and my food, so those bitches had to die.



P.s I wrote this on word and waited until the power was back on to post this

There's ink on my fingers

I just wrote three pages of Art notes in reading (study) time, so now I'm drawing. Here is my best friend kate's hair.

More drawings, yay!

Here is a pokemon that I don't know the name of...

And an elephant

You're welcome.

"Private study" has turned into stuff around on Tumblr and read fanfiction

Ever since they gave us computers.

I'm tempted at all times to read or Tumble and it's infuriating because I'm generally quite a good girl and having access to these things makes it difficult. Also, giving us spare time, with laptops, is ridiculous. How could I possibly to any work when you're not monitoring me, you're not even walking around the classroom, I just have to look vaguely like I'm working (typing lookas like working) and I can screw around all I want. The teachers are going soft!

I'm in Life and Faith at the moment. I finished my booklet on Easter and Lent last lesson, so now I'm spending the lesson on Tumblr. The internet is so freaking slow, it's ridiculous! Hrrrrr.

And I finished it before everyone else because I'm a good girl and I do my work, thank you very much.

Now I'm gonna go keep reblogging photos of David Tennant. Goodbye

Always listen to my brother

So as (none) some of you may know, I have a seperate blog for drawing and the like, but I have been advised to just put it all here. So for your viewing pleasure, I give you...A train.

an alarm clock

And a fish.

Not my best work, but whatever. What are you gonna do about it, huh?

I wish I were a bird in a bookshop

This hasn't got anything to do with birds in bookshops, I was just thinking about it after drawing this and now I'm going to talk about other things.

I said something somewhat innuendo-ous (not a word) a few days ago at the ol' school yard and my friends were surprised that I had said something even slightly sexual. This surprised me. I believe Jack's words were "I think that's the most inappropriate thing I've ever heard you say." Wow. My friends don't know me at all. Luckily, my good friend, Kate agreed that I am indeed crass and creepy all the time and there's no need to worry.

My fish have started killing each other (different fish) except they're the same species...so that might be it...or it might be because I keep forgetting to feed them. Life is difficult, okay?!

In other news, my sewing machine has broken itself. The underneathy doodads won't go up. Yep, you don't understand all the fancy shmansy sewing lingo. I keep putting off calling the place I bought it from...I hate phone conversation. I'd much rather just rock up there with my sewing machine and talking to them in person.

I should be doing my Study of Religion assignment, but I'm not. I was, but I decided I could have a break and write something so I don't go absolutely insane and kill everyone (I'll bet I wouldn't have to do my assignment then).

Currently listening to As Deep As Death by The Chemist. It is currently my favourite song, although I also really like Please Stay by Charlie Mayfair and Are You Fucking Kidding Me by Kate Miller-Heidke. I love me some Kate.

Well that was another pointless post. Ah well.

Stop trying to tempt me with your promises of affordable art supplies, Riot Art

I signed up for the Riot Art email newsletter thingy and the keep telling me about all these deals and I'm (like a sucker) all like "A dollar ninety nine for oil paint?! I'm there!" And then I realise that I already have plenty of paint and I don't need any, no matter how much of a bargain.

If anything, I want to get some cheap shellac flakes (beetle juice) to play around with or something like that, so I'm waiting for a crazy shellac sale. That stuff is like $12 for a bag. Seems a little ridiculous for a bag of dried beetles secretion (I don't actually know what shellac is, I do know it has something to do with beetles and it's all cool and goldish).

Memo for non-artsy people:
Shellac is this golden syrup stuff that you paint on collographs (opposite of a print - too hard to explain) so that whatever you're printing with won't be sucked into whatever material you stick to the collograph. That probably made no sense. I don't care.

I just finished my English assignment. Phew. That shit was hard. I had it so easy in year 10, just start rambling on about poetic devices and your good. Now, I have to think about what I say because it kinda, not really, counts now.

I'm gonna go make myself some food, so see ya guys later. (I know, that was a boring post, sorry, I'll do better next time, I'm all out of writing juice after my English assignment)



PS. 200th post happened recently. That's pretty exciting