http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:DarthSlatis&section=today deviantART RSS for by:DarthSlatis en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Thu, 17 Dec 2009 21:58:01 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/27352850/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/27352850/ Sun, 04 Oct 2009 14:13:09 PDT -Yoai- and -Yuri- labels in front of specific titles.

This serves as a warning to those ppl who are oppose to seeing such things, or just want to find it quickly. I know that most of it is more shogo-ai and what ever the girl version is called, (feel free to give me the correct spelling for both) but using these shorter labels make it so I can fit it into the title in the first place. Which leads to my rant/confession;

Some angry and overly technical deviants will tell me that Yoai is nothing more then plotless sex-fest, and I know this, but I find it easier to generalize by using the term Yoai/Yuri.

So for the concern of technicality, here Yoai/Yuri can refer to any of the following;
-kissing
-hugging
-sweet moments (hand-holding, cute smiles, intimate looks, etc.)
-making-out, necking, tongueing, snogging, etc.
-making-out with nudity (notice the escalation)
-the use of suggestive clothing/movements/looks towards another character
-plotless sex-fest (though you probably won't see any of that here, sorry)
-or just homosexual relationships in general
(jeez, I feel like I'm typing out the rules of what qualifies as illegal PDA)

Ok, I don't know why I had to get that out for any other reason then to explain that I'm not naive to the finer details of the technical world . . . yeah.

well, I guess as a final note for those who are completely clueless;
Yoai-a homosexual relationship between guys
Yuri-a homosexual relationship between girls

Enough said,

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/26171062/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/26171062/ Sat, 25 Jul 2009 13:13:20 PDT
It was SOOO great! They days may have been packed, and the food wasn't that great, but I made so many friends and met so many great ppl. I mean, the worse thing would have to be that I had a complete prep for a roommate.

But she was really nice, and we didn't bother each other, and she didn't seem to mind our differences, and she shared all this food her mother stashed in her room.

In other words, nothing really was wrong. unless you count how the week just seemed too short.

*sigh*

I already miss all my friends, but most of them are on DeviantArt or Facebook, so I'll be able to keep in contact.

Wow, it was so great . . .

I'm really happy right now.


EDIT:

And I just noticed that I have over 3,600 page-views and 35 watchers,
I'm honored by you all!



]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/21068598/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/21068598/ Sun, 19 Oct 2008 18:10:59 PDT And just so you know, I don't.

Thats not the only thing that was changed, but this is a warning; never leave your acount loged in on a public school computer,

bad things happend.

and bad things will happen to the guy who did this (yes I know who you are and where you live) even if it was funny after a while.

(so I'll laugh in your face, then beat you ass, then laugh some more)
+ + = my zen

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/20788316/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/20788316/ Thu, 02 Oct 2008 05:38:58 PDT
I hate her, I don't know her as anything but a suspicious woman. She's almost always jumping to conclutions. Everything we say to each other is lost in translation. I know I'm pmsing, but it's more than that. Nothing has changed in our house, it's just that now I'm more sinsitive to it. It hurts. Why must we disagree so mutch?
Why can't we be friends?
Simple;
we have nothing in commen but the roof we live under.
We don't understand each other,
We will never understand each other.

I just want to have peace in a home, insted I'm walking on eggshells around a woman that has nothing better to do but bite me at my every turn.

My every action is scorned, and I feel if I were ever to explain my self she do as she always dose and missinturprit me. She would scorn me. Close her ears and only hear the tone in my voice.

Well, guess what, that tone isn't going anywhere. You may be able to hide it away. You may be able to go on in life holding everything down. But my walls have fallen, and as I release my love for one man, so comes years of pain and anger and fear.
I've been building that wall for years, every day of my life I've been adding a new layer of concreat. Building it up to be impermiabul. It had gotten so large that I had forgotten living without it, I thought nothing of it. I stood on top of it with my back to all the emotions I've had damed back.

I let him in and showed him my soul. He excepts it all willingly, the light in my heart and the black of my soul.

She would never understand. How baddly I want those words to be pruven wrong, but she keeps on giving me reasons to lothe her, fear her, and dispise her.

She says she will listen to me. How can she listen to my ranting and raveing if she hardly listens to my tightly controled responses to her questions.

She wonders where I get this tone from. The bloody hypocrit, she gives it to me every day. But I'm always told when I'm doing wrong, when I let just a little tone slip. I rarly know when I'm letting it go but she is always quick to tell me.

But I guess that's why she always lets it lose on me. But there's no one there to tell her that she sounds like that. She has power where I don't and she has a way to take out her anger on us. But I have no such avinue.
I just write like this, self-medication.

I want him. He helps me. But when he dose I go overtime on the phone and it only gives her another reson to hurt me. I cant tell of all the butt-ends of my days and ways in just half an hour. I can't release all that pint up pain in just half an hour. I can't tell the world that I'm a human.

Yes, I - am - a - human.

A human with human emotions.

I can't live my life speeking and acting like a robot around the woman that's uspposed to be my secound mother. The woman who, by limmiting my chouses just cut me off from my one outlet.

". . . and we drown."

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]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19663198/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19663198/ Tue, 29 Jul 2008 14:25:51 PDT exactly to the beat.

I sat and watched it to see if it would get off beat, but it stayed in skink with the beat the intier song, weird . . .

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19180197/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19180197/ Thu, 03 Jul 2008 08:50:22 PDT
I hate it! We have to do these LONG word problems (I'm talking paragraph format) and they give us little to no explanation on how to do it.

I made copies of some of them (probubly iligal, but I don't give a S***) to try and figure them out. Some luck, but I didn't figure it out from the "Help Answers" s***, I can tell you THAT right away. Thankfuly my mother is very smart, VERY pationt, and is good at explaining.

Little help that was, in the long run. So I waisted away a weekend doing numbers of complicated, tedious (though, thankfully, not imposibul) word problems with a small glimmer of hope for me now that I'm at school. I'm here on an overtime operation, this is SUPOSED to be my week off from this, but I'm being responsibul and comeing extra.

D*** IT ALL! This is as stressfull as hell, with no alleve for THIS headack. I try a problem, one which I had done a few days ago with one of the math tuters, he said it looked right, I checked my math, it all went through. I do a problem that is EXACTLY the same, but for the change in numbers. I go through the problem again with the new figures, no luck.

Shure, I'll admimit quite bluntly I'm not good with math, never have been. But somehow, it's just too much for me to take. They say to either try again with the problem or see the answer. I redo it a few times with the same sesult. So, with the intenstion of bettering myself, I seek to see the problem.

I would have been in better humer if they had came up with a message that said "Give up, stupid, you couldn't understand this junk if you tried"

But, no, they show up with a list of steps that have little coralation that can be easaly dicifered and a bunch of steps that make no since at all. It's like trying to figure out how to do synthetic divition by looking at someone's scratch work.
(and don't any a**hole tell me 'that's eazy' )

After a bit of reading, and rereading, and rereading, (just to be sure there is no hidden meaning I just HAPPEND to miss) I coped the exercise question and the awnser they gave and packed up. I headed to the tuter center that a friend of mine (who works there at a latter time) showed me. I come in and there is a totaly different selection of people from last time, and a kind woman comes up to me asking me what I'm doing there (in kinder terms, I asure you). I explain that I've come for the Math tuter, she's very cordual, but requests that I sighn in at the computer "so that they can moniter who uses the facilatiy".

The login is pritty strait forword, 'Full name' and 'numaric birthdate'. But alas, I'm not in the sistem, oh, duh, I forgot, I'M PART OF THE RICH-ONE MD, NOT THE MTC. So, even though I on the SAME F***ING CAMPUSE I CAN'T USE THE FACILATYS. (note the coment DRIPING with sarcasum and hate)

I might have been able to arange something if I had talked to the lady at the reception desk, but I was too pissed to talk inteligably. So I promtly left and came here, to the student lybrary where I'm trying to blow off some steem untill my mother comes to pick me up.

I'm going to talk to my Dad about all this in the hopes that it will make some since.

THOSE WHO READ THIS DON'T GIVE ME CONSOLING WORDS OR YOUR PITTY
WHAT I WANT IS REBELION!!!!!

and F***, the computer I'm useing's so slow it wont let me change the mood on this jernal, I'm not worried, I'M INFURIATED

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19131881/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/19131881/ Mon, 30 Jun 2008 16:52:16 PDT
I miss him, and there doesn’t seem to be much I can do to ease it. I’ve missed him and longed to see him over the three weeks we’ve been cut off from each other, but now we are both back home, and a small phone call away, but a different feeling, a more destructive feeling arises. It’s as though I’m even more cut off, as though our talks, and the meeting with him the other day never happened. A dream I’ve long since woken up from. I don’t know why I should feel this way, but I do, and it chills the heart. He’s so close, yet farther away. It’s not his manner, it’s not mine, and circumstance is playing a cruel trick on us. Or that’s how it feels to me.

I long for him, desperately at times, just to be near him, to hear his voice and feel his embrace. But I don’t. I want to just be able to turn around and him be there, but I’m alone. It’s no fault of his. But I keep waking up in the night, tossing and turning in my cold, empty bed, just wanting the feel of his hand on my shoulder. Anything, but to dream of his voice without seeing his face, to imagine his smile without hearing his laugh. It hurts, and I want it to stop. But how can I be sure of a way to make it so?

If I could just cry in his arms, I would feel better. But that seems like an impossible request. Some small thing would get in the way, chores, a previous engagement, a necessary job in which I need to finish. So significant and logically important, but . . . what I feel is emption, something from the heart, not just the mind. I want to ease this pain, I want him, but would that be selfish of me?

Yes,

No,

I don’t know, and I don’t know who to ask.

How can I get what I need done, so I can be with him? Will I be allowed? Will I feel the comfort and warmth I feel while in his arms, or will I have to wait for many more days . . . too many days. For him I would be willing to wait years of my life, but they would be painful years. I just want some comfort, some assurance, that it’s only a matter of time. Just a few short days, just a few quick hours. But it isn’t. I could ask, but what would come of that? A stern reminder of what needs to be done. No comfort, no warmth, no peace.

Is this such a wrong love, that it needs to be monitored and withheld, or is that just my selfish feelings? Am I really a danger to myself, as my mother makes it sound? Am I so irresponsible to make such a reckless decision for a part of loving that I, for myself, have decided is too much for me to want to know?

I just want him, for who he is, and for the part he is in my heart.

I miss him.

I want him.

I love him.

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/18588877/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/18588877/ Sat, 31 May 2008 06:57:25 PDT
Share the heart,
Check out our DeviantART.
Welcome, this competition is going to go on for ages, has no real point, and is meant (loosely) for your (and my) entertainment. It’s just something I’m doing to play around with styles of clothing for my characters, and improving my cloths drawing skills. It really isn’t a competition in the since that there will be rounds or a tournament or anything, but you can vote for your favorites and such. Actually, I would love it if you voted, like, telling me what you like about the outfits and what you would like to see me draw (or what I can improve, I don’t mind critics).

I would like it if other artist joined, too. Just draw, photograph, paint (or whatever) you, your character, or a favorite character in some cool outfits, then send me a note. If I approve (which I probably will) I’ll send a reply to you and put a link on my journal.

One small rule; they have to actually be wearing cloths, (no nudies, please). This is a CLOTHING modeling, not BODY modeling. I’ll probably do a “Ninja-Centerfold Competition” at some point, but this isn’t it.

So, yeah, I like feedback so send me whatever you think, comments, complaints, etc.
Have fun, all “competitors” welcome, spread the love, and spread the word to anyone who you think would be interested

Modeling competitor I [link]
Modeling competitor II [link]

Read my work at [link]
YOU BETTER READ MY STORY YOU LAZY BUGGERS!

Friends . . .
who is also
who has some awesome stuff she hasn't submitted yet
who has some cool manga (and makes the best Chibes)
who can also be found on Fiction press under the same pen-name
world's coolest photographer
who is the world’s second coolest photographer
She likes Axel, can you tell?
who really IS a six foot tall munchkin . . .
my cousin
Ducky!
http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/18425564/ Wed, 21 May 2008 05:03:28 PDT
I tried, and fell,
I worked hard, I was there for every practice, I did every thing they asked . . .

They said jump,
I asked "how high?" and strove to jump higher

I ran, I jumped, I screamed,

I tried,

I tried with blood, sweat, and tears,
and still I faild,

I went untill my lungs were going to burst

untill my legs felt like they were on fire

till the sweat fell like rain off my neck

but still I faild . . .

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/17868459/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/17868459/ Tue, 15 Apr 2008 16:58:02 PDT [link]
YOU BETTER READ MY STORY YOU LAZY BUGGERS!

Friends . . .
who is also
who has some awesome stuff she hasn't submitted yet
who has some cool manga (and makes the best Chibes)
who can also be found on Fiction press under the same pen-name
world's coolest photographer
who is the world’s second coolest photographer
She likes Axel, can you tell?
who really IS a six foot tall munchkin . . .
my cousin
Ducky!
who is a friend with a death wish, usually, anyways . . .
a friend,
who goes to an anima club with me.
who's . . . yeah . . .
my padawan, to whom I’ve taught everything I know . . . :meditating:

Cool people . . .
~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/14828010/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/14828010/ Wed, 17 Oct 2007 04:49:37 PDT [link]
CRAZY CLOUD!
watch the maddness . . .

and the next contestant . . .
[link]

the Cloud lord of the silver rings . . .
[link]

[link]
and
[link]
are two really cool videos on U-tube of Cloud vs. Sephiroth
THEY ARE SO AWSOME!


Oh, yeah, and Squall at the SeeD talent show, he even cut his hair!
[link]

and Cloud has a new theme, and a gender . . . change . . . ?
[link]



and of course being an Avitard . . .
[link]


Read my work at [link]
YOU BETTER READ MY STORY YOU LAZY BASTARDS!

Friends . . .
who is also
who has some awesome stuff she hasn't submitted yet
who has some cool manga (and makes the best Chibes)
who can also be found on Fiction press under the same pen-name
world's coolest photographer
who is the world’s second coolest photographer
She likes Axel, can you tell?
who really IS a six foot tall munchkin . . .
my cousin
Ducky!
who is a friend with a death wish, usually, anyways . . .
a friend,
who goes to an anima club with me.
~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/14470312/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/14470312/ Mon, 03 Sep 2007 11:06:33 PDT
oh well, schools started and the new school building is awsome!

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/13819595/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/13819595/ Sat, 21 Jul 2007 10:39:19 PDT
The rules

1.) Make 100 pics each pic having a theme listed below. Each pic should have ONE and only ONE theme to it, for it to count.

2.) No time limit so have fun

3.) The main picture should be drawn but not limited to. for all fair purposes, people are allowed to use their paint programs and photo shop to create the pic.

3a.) pics should be of own artistic ability. You may not edit photos, or break any other rules set out in the Da etiquette policy. Your pics can be anything from sketches and doodles to great master pieces. Just have fun with it.

4.) The list below is to be placed somewhere in your journal for others to see that......
A.)You are in the challenge
B.)What you have completed

5.) make sure to update this list and check off what is done and make a link to the pic

6.) In the comments for your art work note if it is part of the list and what ONE theme it is.

THE LIST


1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence [link]
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence [link]
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces[link]
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation [link]




Friends . . .
who is also
who has some awsome stuff she hasn't submitted yet
who has some cool manga (and makes the best Chibes)
world's coolst photagrapher

Cool people . . .
~aalyinfoxx
=akureikarasu
~AlbinoWinterAnubis
~AniKawashima
*balaa
~bishihuntress
*bleedman
*bloodhound-omega
*Bonhwa
~BrainWarp
~CheeseWulf-luves-all
=CheetahTigerWolfCTW
*DeEtta
=EdgeFx1
~EosFoxx
*Etoli
~evana
~Exntrik
~FantasyAce
*Faolin-MT
~Fox--Kit
~Foxfeather24... ]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/11203509/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/11203509/ Tue, 26 Dec 2006 17:31:25 PST I wish I had Thought up some XMis pic to submit
*sigh*

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/10969116/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/10969116/ Wed, 06 Dec 2006 07:02:27 PST
NUTIDY, i ask you . . .

]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/10069961/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/10069961/ Thu, 14 Sep 2006 12:30:13 PDT Well, it wates for the first set of wheels to go by, then starts running acros the street. It didn't see the back wheels.

The werdist thing was after I saw the rat git, what aperd to be his head, crushed, It's tall began to twich, and it startid to move like a turtal or a roch on its back. ]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/9477647/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/9477647/ Mon, 24 Jul 2006 10:34:59 PDT
"How deep the sweet calm of night as purple clouds rolled, like waves, across the night sky. A soft breeze stirred the stillness… and the fur of a maned wolf. He could smell fresh blood. He watched hungrily for the passing meal, he thought his wish was granted when he heard a rustle in the grass before him. To his surprise he found a wood nymph.
She glanced worriedly about, her nose twitching, and then without warning she made a wild dash for the fringe of the Erd Wood forest. He would not have been able to keep up with her long if it had not been for a wound in her side. He would soon be upon her.
Just before she reached the wood a sound like thunder erupted from the trees. Millions of red bolts of light flew every witch way, scorching all that lay in their path. By instinct, the maned wolf throe him self onto his belly and remained motionless. The nymph placed around herself a pale blue orb. When the shooting stopped a score or so of polished metal creachers stepped out of the wood. They were tall and ominous things and just barely resembled a wolf skeleton. They were mostly navy blue in color, but some of them had a yellow triangle on their head and shoulder." ]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/8919164/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/8919164/ Tue, 30 May 2006 10:01:52 PDT
I't was HUGE, I't must have had a wingspand of 2 1/2 inches!

Coverd in diferint shades of green,She greetid all who enterd are door, for she sat and woched neckest to are door . . .

sens, 4:00 yesterday afternoon. she hasent buged sens. ]]> ~DarthSlatis http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/8854231/ http://DarthSlatis.deviantart.com/journal/8854231/ Tue, 23 May 2006 12:14:45 PDT ~DarthSlatis