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Yes, I'm going to be cleaning up the place. It's been a loooooong time. Somethings will be deleted. Some will be moved to scraps. I'm not sure what, so if there's something you want to save, you'd better do it now, cause in a few days, it might not be there anymore.

JOY!

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21779193/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21779193/ Tue, 02 Dec 2008 07:03:22 PST

EDIT:
Dah... Because of the fact I have an "=" and the letter "P" next to each other in the link, DA's emoticon program is putting a smiley face in the link. So you'll have to copy and paste the link below and close the spaces in your address bar to view it.


http:// www. youtube.com/watch?v= PZ3IbfitlEs

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21645055/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21645055/ Mon, 24 Nov 2008 10:13:22 PST

I will be sending out Christmas cards this year. If you'd like one, please note me with your address. Out of country addresses are ok, too. =3 Deadline for addresses is December 12. Thanks!

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21291050/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21291050/ Sun, 02 Nov 2008 20:28:40 PST
Don't come up to me when I'm out and about interrupting my meal, stopping me when I'm running errands, or when I'm idling at a red light to slap me in the face with your views. Don't put fuckin' fliers on my car or hang shit on my door promoting your candidate. Lastly, respect others decision whether or not they agree with who you are going to vote for. If it's not the same person you choose and they have a reason other than because mom's voting for them or a band wagon, then don't give them shit or make and snide comments about it. It's just nasty and you'll only reap what you sow.

As for the election myself, this is all I'm going to say for the moment:

If who I vote for turns out for the better, I'll let it rest. No in your face gloating or jeers.
If who I don't vote for wins and turns out for the better, I'm prepared to eat crow.
If who I don't vote for wins and turns out for the worst, then I'll burn with the rest of us, only I won't have the guilt.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21192672/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/21192672/ Mon, 27 Oct 2008 19:08:58 PDT 1. Put Your iTunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name

(So I tried to incorporate lyrics where I could, just for fun )

If someone says "I hate you," you say
"Never Blame The Rainbows For The Rain" ~ The Moody Blues (Never blame the rainbows for the rain. And learn to forget the memories that cause you pain.)


How would you describe yourself?
"You Are My Special Angel" ~ The Vogues (The smile from your lips brings the summer sunshine. The tears from your eyes bring the rain.)


What do you like in a guy/girl?
"The Dream Must Stay Alive" ~ The Tribe (And we can find a way,together we'll make it. With every step we take, moving closer together.)

How do you feel today?
"Once Upon A December" ~ (Dancing bears, painted wings.Things I almost remember.)


What's the first thing you see in a guy/girl?
"Faker" ~ Memories of Matsuko (Now you cover everything with the words you meant to say. I see you fakin'.)

What is your life's purpose?
"Care Bears TV Show Theme" (Just when you think that trouble's gonna pounce.
Who's gonna be there when it really counts?)


What is your motto?:
"Somewhere I Belong" ~ Linkin Park (I will never know myself until I do this on my own.)

What do your friends think of you?:
"Go Away" ~ Jackalope (But I can see what you do to me standing over tall.
And foolishly I act small.)

Whats the first thing you notice in a person?:
"I Need You" ~ The Beatles (So c'mon back to me. I'm lonely as can be.)

What do you think about very often?:
"I Want You (She's So Heavy)" ~ Across The Universe version(I want you so bad, it's driving me mad. It's driving me mad.)


What song do you sing while showering?:
"Last Call" ~ Mae (Don't give up and let them hold you down when they tell you no.
We could burn this town.)


What do you think of the person you like?
"When I'm Sixty Four" ~ The Beatles (Will you still need me? Will you still feed me, when I'm 64?)

What is your life story?
"M1A1" ~ Gorillaz (Helloooooooo...)


What do you want to be when you grow up?
"Locomotion" ~ Kylie Minogue (There's never been a dance that's so easy to do.
It even makes you happy when you're feeling blue.)


What do you think of when you see the person you like?
"Chatting With An Old Friend By The Window" ~ Ming Flute Ensemble (Just wanna have a chat. =3)

What will you dance to at your wedding?
"Trashin' The Camp" ~ Phil Collins with N'Sync. (XP)

What will they play at your funeral?
"So This Is Love" ~ Ilene Woods and Mike Douglas (I'm all aglow, and now, I know, the key to all heaven is mine.)


What is your hobby/interest?
"Mickey" ~ Toni Basil (Oh, Mickey you're so fine! You're so fine you blow my mind! XD)

If you were a phrase what would it be?
"Say It With Love" ~ The Moody Blues (Wherever you go, what ever you do, whatever you say. Say it with love.)

What would you say if you saw a alien?
"Think For Yourself" ~ The Beatles (Do what you want to do. And do go where you're going to. Think for yourself 'cause I won't be there with you.)

What is your biggest fear?
"Take My Breath Away" ~ Berlin (So, because the only thing I can think of when I hear this song is Ocean's 11, I guess I'm afraid of dying as I attempt to rob a casino. Hey, at least I made it out the doors. = \ )

When you find out you have 6 months to live what do you say?
"Say Goddbye" ~ Skillet (Although we knew this time would come for me and you. So don't say anything tonight, if you're gonna say goodbye. ;_; )


What is your biggest secret?
"Feel Good Inc." ~ Gorillaz (And all I wanna hear is the message beep. My dream they gotta catch me, 'cos I don't get sleep, no.)


What do you think of your friends?
"Wreck of The Day" ~ Anna Nalick (And maybe I'm not up for being a victim of love when all my resistance will never be distance enough.)

What do you think of your ex?
"Converntioners" ~ Barenaked Ladies (Now I've landed in this awkward situation
How can I just avoid a conversation?)


What would people describe you as?
"La Vie Boheme B" ~ Rent (No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection, muscle spasm, chiropractors, short careers, eating disorders!)

What do you do on your spare time?
"Kung Fu Fighting" ~ Carl Douglas (It's an anci... ]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20985014/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20985014/ Tue, 14 Oct 2008 12:11:12 PDT
Some of my favorite are:
G.O.D. - Guaranteed Overnight Delivery
Gay Dolphin - A surf shop in South Carolina
Wok and Roll - A Chinese restaurant
Curl Up and Dye - Hair salon
The Roadkill Cafe - A restaurant with the best slogan ever, "You kill 'em, we grill 'em."

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20968738/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20968738/ Mon, 13 Oct 2008 11:53:31 PDT
I have all intentions of doing my assignments. I set up my workstation, sit down, and… nothing happens. Rather, it does but usually 6-7 hours later, leaving me frazzled, rushed, and pulling all nighters when I don’t have to be. It’s as if suddenly everything else seems more important, even though I know it’s not, and I convince myself that I’ll have plenty of time to finish my work… WRONG.

It’s gotten to the point where it’s starting to become a problem. I’ve been through this before, I know what it does to me, and I’d like to nip it in the bud before it gets out of hand.

I’m actually to the point where I’ve been considering whether or not I should take something like Adderall, unless there’s something else out there (ANYTHING) that I can do that will help me stay focused and motivated.

Any suggestions?

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20724443/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20724443/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 13:25:48 PDT
1.) Have your memory erased.
2.) Kill off the last of a species.
3.) Push this button within the next 10 seconds which will destroy one country at random.

Which do you choose?

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20611401/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20611401/ Sun, 21 Sep 2008 23:57:42 PDT
Despite this, I'm setting a new goal for myself. By winter break, I want to bring my weight down to under 200 lbs. I haven't weighed myself recently, but I'm going to guess, determined by what I have reached before and where my weight fluctuates, I have anywhere between 20-30 lbs. to loose. Here is what I will be doing.

*Dropping all soda and other sugary drinks
*No fast food and limited dining out.
*Drink more water.
*Exercise at least 1 hour every day.
*Try to mange 8 hours of sleep every night.

I will be starting this tomorrow, the 22nd, my lucky number. I have 83 days to reach this goal, the number of the year I was born. My last day will be on December 12th.

I'm asking all of you to help keep me motivated. As strong a person as I can be, I still need help. So wish me luck, prayer, and a kick in the pants. Tomorrow begins the turning point.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20063560/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/20063560/ Wed, 20 Aug 2008 16:27:01 PDT
I'm going to be heading back down to Florida tomorrow for another wonderful year of skill enhancing wisdom in-taking combined with sleepless nights racing to make deadlines. Ahhh... I can't wait. =3

I'm not sure how the internet connection is going to be in the new apartment, so it may be a few days before I'm back in the loop. Until then, ciao.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/19976065/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/19976065/ Fri, 15 Aug 2008 18:54:48 PDT
Now the event goes from 5:30pm-8:30pm. I put in a card a little before 6... and waited over two hours to sing. I was taking it in stride, thinking that it was just a long wait and that many people wanted to sing. It was then that my mom introduced me to a friend of hers, who is also a regular there, and mentioned that the owner of the hotel, Bob Sullivan, has a habit of coming up to the DJ table and changing the order. What sucks the most is that since he owns the hotel, "what ever Bob wants, Bob gets." So here I was, wasting my time and my night because I'd never sang there before meaning it was ok for me to be moved to the back of the line. I didn't stay long after I learned of that. It put me a royal state of pissed offedness.

On top of that, the waitresses that were serving the whole event, got up on stage at 8 and sang "I Like Big Butts," an intermission that also happened every Friday. It was very off scale compared to the rest of the entertainment. Again, this added to my state of P.O. They need to drop that trash back on the corner.

As long as I'm in a ranting mood, I feel I might as well express another concern. I'll be leaving for Florida in a week, and I have yet to see or hear of needed financed from several parties that are essential to the trip down there. Though I've never been one to keep tabs on people, especially involving money, I'd better have some compensation or explanation before the deadline. I'd prefer the former than the latter. My patience is waning.

I also occurred to me this evening how terribly lonely I was last night. After spending about 5 days with and then coming home, my bed was much too big and my arms much too empty. It's only going to get harder from this point on...

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/19941575/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/19941575/ Wed, 13 Aug 2008 20:04:24 PDT Home couldn’t be better. Everything is exactly as I left it on winter break. My first week home, I hardcore cleaned up my room. It wasn’t’ as bad has it could have been, but still took a good day to fine tune everything. I moved all my furniture, dragged my futon outside to air out, went through all my belongings and put much in to storage, and dusted down every surface, including my fan blades. Mr. Clean didn’t have shit on me.

Mom’s been worlds better since this time last year. Honestly, I haven’t been home much to be in her company, (gotta enjoy my 20’s while I’ve got them) but she’s been all right. In July, she took a trip out to Delaware for a reunion of Barbaro’s birthday with all her horse racing friends, and came back absolutely glowing. Several weeks after that, she went out on her first date in years. With who? Ed, the salesman who sold me my Aztek. Kind of silly to me, but he’s a really nice guy and it seemed like they really had a lot in common. Again, she came back from this, happy as can be. Ed will be taking my mom out again on her birthday to go see the Doobie Brothers perform at Fredrick Meijer Gardens. Kind wish I would be home to see that too.

WORK:
Unlike last year, work has been tolerable and even enjoyable this year compared to the monotonous layout of the summer before. I was put in the custom cell area where I worked with 3 other awesome girls named Heather, Kari, and Linda. It didn’t take long for me to warm up to them, such was the same of them to me. I found myself coming up with less reason not to go into work. I actually had people to talk to and that enjoyed talking. There were even times I was berated for not talking enough, lol. I really hope I will get to work with them again next summer.

DAD:
Not much to say about this one. I asserted my standing about how I feel towards him early on and he’s done well to keep wary of my boundaries. At most, he says hello to me at work and I say hello back. That’s all the needs to be.

LOVE:
As most of you already know, I have found myself a boyfriend. This is by far the best thing to have happened to me this summer. One because of the way it happened, and secondly, because it turned out to be someone I’ve known, trusted, and have been friends with for a long time. Time to share:

It was a Saturday night, right after the first day of JAFAX. I found myself at the Twin’s house for a bonfire with the usual crowd. After a couple hours of drinking and laughing out heads off, I decided to get up and wander about, as I tend to do while intoxicated. There were two tents set up in the yard for all of us to crash in for the night. I wound up in one with Jesse, Logan and three other people. It wasn’t until about 4 in the morning that we finally settled down and fell asleep, that is, save for Logan and I. At day we wound up going back to his house to sleep.

At some point within those few dark hours, everything just clicked between the two of us. Though on Monday, we got together and had a long talk about whether or not this was something we wanted. Rather than waiting for smooth waters, I took a dive and said yes. It’s been almost 2 months now, and I couldn’t be happier.

+ =

Obviously, that was the nutshell version. If anyone would like the details, you can ask me or note me if you’re curiosity is tearing you up, lol.

That’s been about it. Work has eaten up most of my summer, but I’ve been spending time with my mother, brother, and friends when I can. I’ll be arriving at school on the 22nd, ready to tackle another year.

Until then, ciao.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18517405/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18517405/ Mon, 26 May 2008 19:48:34 PDT
Please do what you can to pass this around, starring my brother,

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]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18422109/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18422109/ Tue, 20 May 2008 20:05:28 PDT
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]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18366923/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18366923/ Sat, 17 May 2008 12:31:28 PDT
ON A BETTER NOTE:
I went with to see Prince Caspian. I SO WISH I hand the money to go see it again. It was everything the book was, if not better. Being one who's move for the books over all, this series comes neck and neck. The book are short enough to fit into a good length movie, yet bursting with the same thrill and energy and fantasy as Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter. AND jut like the second book, the movie jumped right in to the action and serves as an appealing appetizer that leaves you starving for the third film.

I think I'm going to reread all of them again this summer. No, I will, without a doubt. Sorry Plague Dogs. I'll have to set you aside for a bit. Fantasy calls.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18338028/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18338028/ Thu, 15 May 2008 14:49:56 PDT
]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18313880/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18313880/ Tue, 13 May 2008 23:49:30 PDT
Now, to find a dry pillow, and call my Vickie.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18220522/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18220522/ Thu, 08 May 2008 00:35:23 PDT 's front yard, and I'm emotionally spent. So instead, I'll post the song lyrics I feel best fits the situation. At least, it does for me...

Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Tell him it won't be long
'Til he opens his eyes
Opens his eyes
Where is that simple day
Before colors broke into shades
And how did I ever fade
Into this life, into this life

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
When all that I've known is lost and found
I promise you, I'll come back to you one day

Morning is waking up
And sometimes it's more than just enough
When all that you need to love
Is in front of your eyes
It's in front of your eyes

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
Sometimes it's hard to find the ground
Cause I keep on falling as I try to get away
From this crazy world

And I never want to let you down
Forgive me if I slip away
When all that I've known is lost and found
I promise you, I'll come back to you one day

Where has that old friend gone
Lost in a February song
Tell him it won't be long
Til he opens his eyes
Opens his eyes

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18177988/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18177988/ Mon, 05 May 2008 09:27:05 PDT
And if anyone's interested in seeing a crazy second year at college musical montage, you can view it clicking on the posted link, though I don't know why there's a huge blank gap at the end. Oh well.

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]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18144682/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/18144682/ Sat, 03 May 2008 07:26:03 PDT
Classes are over. The two written exams I had, I know I aced. I fumbled with a D in GIC, which will screw up my GPA, but I have no scholarships rising, so it's alright. Regardless I'm still passing. Chapple-fags can kiss my ass.

Moving out was a pain, quite literally. Every lifting of a box, shouldering of a bag, or even bending down to tie my shoe left me feeling like my back was being split down the middle with a searing claymore from the inside out. The burn is healing well, though. I've begun molting and I'm having fun trying to see of I can peel the next strip of dead flesh bigger than the last.

So currently, I'm stuck in Charlotte with a two hour overlay. I'm exhausted. I only managed 3 hours of sleep and I can still feel the two glasses of wine and 5 shots of gin drying me out. Still, it was worth the laughs. Much better than tearful goodbyes to my now graduated peers.

I can't wait to get home. Seeing mom and Stephen is going to be like a breath of fresh air. The single thought of seeing their faces is all that's keeping me from passing out.

Lastly, a darker note.

I have an ill feeling in the pit of my stomach about going home, and it's nothing to do with my dad. It's like walking into a room after two people have just finished a heated argument. The air is thick and it pierces like needles in your ears. I feel deceived, or left out to hang. I keep catching glimpses that are to fast to form a conclusion. It's a new agey, dark feel. I'm told things are fine, but I can't help feeling like I've missed something.

If I take a dive and come to my own resolution, I feel like I'll shatter when I hear the truth. It will come as a burning from my chest and slowly sink into my stomach to warp into a damp, empty feeling that will smother me, and the only thing I'll be able to do is withdraw.

I pray to God I'm wrong.

Sigh... I miss the Manatee.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17972187/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17972187/ Tue, 22 Apr 2008 07:57:01 PDT
Speaking of which... I'm so ready to go home and finally face my dad with the words I couldn't muster up over winter break. It will come as a sound. Distant first, that will grow into castrophany so immense it will be heard far away in space. There will be no screams. There will be no time. The girl called Sara Joy will speak. There will be only fire. And then, nothing.

Ken's gonna see how much of his daughter I really am. Get ready.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17898903/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17898903/ Thu, 17 Apr 2008 15:59:01 PDT
Now, the class prior, he went over this in a demo, I came in a moment late from break and missed that part. So what does he say to me?

"Did you take notes? I went over all of this in the demo."

To which I replied, "You only go over everything once and very fast. I can't write everything down that quickly."

To which he says, "That's why during the demo you ask me to go over it again if you missed something."

Ok... Understand that half of the people in my class never pay attention to these demos. They're either sleeping, talking, drawing, or screwing around on the internet. So when the demo is nearly finished, they all start shouting out questions on what, where, and how, to which Chapman grumbles, complains, and re-demonstrates, sometimes even for a third time.

So imagine how shitty I feel being both made an ass out of and lectured in front of the class.

If I ask during the demo, I get thrashed. If I ask during class, I get thrashed. Excuse me for being the basis for your job description. Teach me, help me when I ask for it, and be glad that I put forth the effort to. Don't push me over. Kelly was right. I've learned more from my peers in this class than from Chapman at all...

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17863131/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17863131/ Tue, 15 Apr 2008 11:12:12 PDT Like a lighthouse, like a prayer
Like a flicker and the flare the sky reveals
Like a walk along the shore
That you've walked a thousand times before
Like the oceans roar
Love heals

There are those who shield their hearts
Those who quit before they start
Who've frozen up the part of them that feels
In the dark they've lost their sight
Like a ship without a star in the night
But hold on tight
Love heals

When you feel like you can't go on
Love heals
Hold on to love
It'll keep you strong
Love heals
When you feel like you can't go on
Love heals
Hold on to love
And it will bring you home

Heals when pain's too much to bear
When you reach out your hand
And only the wind is there
When life's unfair
When things like us are not to be

Heals when you feel so small
Like a grain of sand
Like nothing at all
When you look out at sea
That's where love will be
That's where you'll find me
You'll fine me

If you fear the storm ahead
As you lie awake in bed
And there's no one, no one to stroke you head
And your mind reels, your mind
Your mind reels.

If you face is salty wet
And you're drowning in regret
Just don't forget
Don't forget
It's all right
Love heals"

...I've needed the reminder lately.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17797924/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17797924/ Fri, 11 Apr 2008 15:34:25 PDT
It took place at my old house. In the dream, my mom had been coming and going someplace that she refused to tell us. We'd see her coming in through the living room and go out to the back deck, following the dog run until she was hidden by the pine trees between the two. She'd then come back inside and leave again.

After a lot of this in and out business, and after she'd left again, Stephen, dad, and I went back out along the run to see what the big secret was about. Past the pine trees, under the maple that was between the deck and the tool shed, the ground had been drug up around the roots making a burrow like crevice. In the burrow, were over a dozen boxes. All of them were made of glass, framed along the edges and corners with ornate silver that swirled with intricate patterns. At all four corners of each box, little legs came down making them all look like little tables.

Inside each box was a pendant or necklace, the chains were gold and silver and each one adorned with a stone, all different colors, shapes, and sizes. Inside some, scarabs were incased. I opened one of the boxes and took out a red hued stone with a large scarab inside.

"These are really old!" I said holding it up into the light.

"How old?" my dad said.

"Ancient," I replied. By this point I was so fascinated by the boxes that I wasn't thinking about what I was saying, particularly to whom.

"They're probably worth a lot," I slipped, not realizing.

I heard my dad muter something and he went back in to the house, followed by Stephen. I stayed where I was still enchanted by the boxes and opening each one to get a better look at the contents. It was then that I noticed the corner of one sticking out from the ground, partially buried. I scooped away the dirt and pulled the box from the hole. This one was less designed than the others and did not have legs at the corners. Inside was a book. I opened the box and leaving the book where it lay, I opened it.

Inside was a picture of a demon. It's face was human and beautiful, while the rest of him stood mutated and bestial. Two large horns projected from the sides of his head and curled back behind him. In the background was a decrepit landscape, black and brewing with ill feeling. As if this wasn't disturbing enough, he was alive and moving inside the picture. He stared at me and smiled.

"Who are you?" I asked.

In response, he said, "Ex vestri carcer ego solvo vos." As he spoke this, the words appeared at the bottom of the page.

"Ex vestri carcer ego solvo vos..." I repeated. That moment I did, his eyes widened and the clouds in the sky behind him flickered with lightning. At once, I knew this wasn't a name and that this demon was some how trapped in this book.

"Is that some kind of spell?" I asked.

"Attero meus hostilis," he said.

"No, I don't think so," I said back, closing the book and the box. "How naive do you think girls are in this day and age."

I set the box back into the hole and walked back into the house. Just as I got to the door, my dad was leading my mom out the door by her arm. She looked very worn and like she'd been crying. Stephen was close behind them.

"What's going on?" I asked skeptically.

"Nothing," my dad said. "Your mom and I need to have a talk. You and Stephen go in the house."

Thinking this was odd, I walked in and closed the screen door. Stephen and I looked at each other thinking the same thing and stepped back into the living room, still close enough to the door that we could look out, but far enough away that we couldn't been seen.

As we turned around, they started arguing. This didn't last long as my dad pushed my mom onto the deck. She started to get up slowly from the ground when he wrapped his arms around her middle, picked her up, and started swinging her into the side of the deck, smashing her head and her face.

Exploding with rage, Stephen and I burst from the screen door. I picked up a broom that was leaning against the wall. Stephen picked up a two-by-four. I rushed at my dad.

"Get back in the house!" he yelled.

"PUT HER DOWN!" I screamed and cracked him in the face with the broom stick. Stephen, also screaming, hit him in the legs with the board. Dad dropped her and mom crawled away.

"YOU LITTLE FUCKS!" my dad screamed holding his face. "I HATE YOU AND YOUR MOTHER! I'VE ALWAYS HATED YOU!"

Again, I took the broom to his face and Stephen hit him in the back sending him toppling over crashing over into the side of the house. For the moment, he was down and disorientated. I walked up and stood over him a moment before sayi... ]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17642342/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17642342/ Tue, 01 Apr 2008 21:02:55 PDT

Fuck that noise...

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17580978/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17580978/ Sat, 29 Mar 2008 21:51:31 PDT
They did a barrage of songs from a lot of their albums. They opened, of course, with "Lovely To See You Again My Friend," and their encore song was "Ride My Seesaw" Some of the others preformed that I remember were:

Tuesday Afternoon
Lean On Me Tonight
The Voice
I Know You're Out There Somewhere
In Your Wildest Dreams
Higher and Higher
Are You Sitting Comfortably
The Other Side Of Life
Nights In White Satin

The two best parts of the show was the fact that today was Graeme's birthday, and apparently, he lives right here in Sarasota. So when they played "Higher and Higher," it was like a little birthday celebration. Graeme got up from his drumming and grooved around the stage. It was awesome.

The second thing was for some odd reason, I began to cry in the middle of "Are You Sitting Comfortably." I'd never been that emotionally moved by their music before. Fantastic. Every moment. Loved it.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17412939/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17412939/ Wed, 19 Mar 2008 15:39:41 PDT
Come May 5th, I'm going to be turning 25, meaning whether or not he has this information, I will be removed from his coverage plan regardless. He claimed that he needs this information in order for me to work at Irwin Seating after this school year. Same place I worked last summer, and also where my dad works. I called Irwin and spoke with Marsha, the lady I worked my school info out with last year. She told me that all of the above was not needed and that I won't need to prove my position as a full time student until I actually apply to work there.

So why does he need this information?

I called him back, got the answering machine, and told him all of the above. I get a message back (being that he seems to call me when I'm in class and unable to answer my phone) saying the first message got erased and that we had mailed me some paper work for me to fill out and send back to him.

I call him back, repeating my message to the machine. Again, a voicemail back to me claiming he didn't understand my message, reminded me about the paperwork.

Come this morning, I get a voicemail AGAIN saying reminding me to fill out the paperwork when I get it and send it back right away, but to also include a 1033T form (I think that's the correct number). This is the form you fill out if you took out a loan to get a tax rebate back come tax season. Also, he wanted the number of the school.

So, let's review what I seem to be seeing...

That leech wants to claim me on his taxes and have me send him the 1033T so HE can get the money for himself.

Once I realized this, I went straight away to the Registration Office and filled out a form staying that he is not allowed access to my information should he call. But now I'm thinking I need to put my mom's name on there as well. Not because I don't trust her, but learning something new about the person my dad really is, I wouldn't put it past him to have is girl friend pretend to be my mom to get the information.

It was all I could do to not punch holes in my apartment wall this afternoon.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17400815/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17400815/ Tue, 18 Mar 2008 18:57:18 PDT who will get a free pencil sketch or inked line art image of his choice.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17377407/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17377407/ Mon, 17 Mar 2008 10:50:45 PDT
Something nice, I'll tell ya that much.

Good luck!

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17147417/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17147417/ Sun, 02 Mar 2008 11:02:45 PST
First off, I have two classes, Illustration and GIC, that happen to collide both on Monday and one right after the other, later in the week. (ILL Wednesday, GIC Thursday.) For some reason, they both happen to have all their projects due at the same time which gives me little breathing room to complete them. Oh, I do get them done, but it's such a blitz of panic all through the beginning of the week, and it certainly doesn't help when you can't pound out any doable ideas until the last minute. This break is going to be most welcomed.

I lost my mp3 player last weekend. I was wearing it on my way to the school store last Saturday. After my purchase, it began to rain. So I put it in the plastic bag with my supplies so it wouldn't get wet. After I got home, set my bag down and puttered about doing other things. Several hours later, I returned, took my things out, and threw the bag away.

When Monday rolled around, I looked for my player everywhere, only to come up empty handed. I racked my brain trying to think of where I had it last, and doom hit me, "Oh my God... I threw away my Zune..." had taken out the trash, so we checked the dumpster and that was gone too. What a shitty way to start a Monday...

This would have been the second mp3 play that I've lost in 6 months. The first one, I believe is somewhere in my dad's truck, so I'll never see that one again... Luckily, I found it on the book shelf on Wednesday. Someone up there loves me.

is coming in to Tampa today. and I are driving out to pick him up. Very excited, still very nervous...

gave us all a scare this week. I got a call from saying that he was at the hospital. For two seconds, I freaked out before Jack told me that it was alright. Apparently, a knot had formed in his intestines which sent him into chronic vomit fits, immediate surgery, and a near week long stay in the hospital. I believe he's finally getting out today. I'm very relieved.

Last night was one of the best nights of my life, despite having to take care of an extremely drunken Everything was perfect.

On a side note... I think spring is in the air, for several people.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17063207/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/17063207/ Mon, 25 Feb 2008 18:36:50 PST

1) Answer the questions below.
2) Take each answer and type it into the DA search box.
3) Take a deviation from the first page of results (may use ' popular' or 'newest' ) and post thumb (for subscribers) or link (non-subscribers).
4) You can't copy the persons answers who posted this before you.

1.) The age you will be on your next birthday.:


2.) A place you're like to travel to.:


3.) Your favorite place.:


4.) Your favorite object.:


5.) Your favorite food.:


6.) Your favorite animal.:


7.) Your favorite color.:

AHAHAHAHA!!

8.) The town/state/etc in which you live.:

G-Rap, baby.

9.) Name of a past pet.:


10.) A dream come true.:


11.) You're nickname/screenname.:


12.) Your middle name.:


13.) Your favorite smell.:


14.) A bad habit of yours.:


15.) Your first job.:


16.) Your favorite movie.:
http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16978534/ Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:14:17 PST
I've started working on a special project in which I require you're assistance. I need to gather film of you simply doing everyday things or acting normal... which really isn't normal for us, is it? I may ask you do do a few things, like tell me a quick story or ask you to do something that you can do or have done before, ie: Jack throwing a few Tae Kwon Do moves.

So if I show up with my camera, be prepared for a few minutes of filmage.

This will more than likely take place on and off until the end of the school year.

Thanks for the help, doods.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16966278/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16966278/ Tue, 19 Feb 2008 17:29:06 PST
It's time to grow up.

Stop your running and get it worked out. Whether it be for good or for ill, GET IT WORKED OUT.

Sometimes you need a fall out.

You can't grow a new crop until you burn the old one and up churn the earth.

It's time for a turn about, or I'm going to take up a little tilling of my own.

I won't talk in metaphors forever.

Fix it. Now.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16777425/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16777425/ Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:42:42 PST
Payed, in full, for a fur suit way back in September so I could have it for a con in March. Here it is, a week in February, and it's not even started. It was a main factor that played heavily on whether or not I wanted to go. Now it's come to my attention that a few other suits, half I believe, are to be made along with mine.

Now, I'm a person who usually looks on the brighter side. I'll give the producer the benefit of the doubt, but this gets harder with each day growing closer. And the fact that classes and homework are now involved make it even harder. I'll wait a little longer, but come March, I just might flip out.

I'm extremely nervous about Garrett coming here to visit. For those who don't know, Garrett was my last boyfriend. We dated for a little over 3 years and it was wonderful. Unfortunately, I wanted to go to school and that caused some conflicts. So, we parted ways, but stayed in touch. This'll the first time we've seen each other since 2005.

Honestly, I don't know what's going to happen. I'm excited but terrified, terrified that old feelings with resurface and possibly rekindle... I don't know if I could handle that now. I mean, it'd be great to have someone, but just wouldn't know if it would be brought on by a genuine feeling, or just the dreams of a silly girl. And for some reason, should that happen, I don't feel that Garrett would be at fault...

At the beginning of the semester, I took my Mac into I.T. to get it fixed. The disk drive was making awful noises every time bumped, touched, or breathed on my laptop. That and it wouldn't play DVD's or CD's. I had it back 2 days later which is great for I.T. Unfortunately, I've discovered that there's something wrong with my battery. Starting at full power, the battery depletes within a matter of minutes. Sometimes it shuts down at 75%, sometimes at 30%. All suck.

I've been having terrible views of my own self images. Yes, yes. Our appearance is our own, beauty is only skin deep, and all that garble. But for the first time, I'm actually beginning to hate the person I see in the mirror. That's never happened before, and it's getting harder to fight. I don't really know what's going to happen with it. It's been keeping me up at night.

I'm actually doing very well with keeping up with my homework, but because of my usual procrastination, I feel like I'm missing something. It's weird to have actual free time that's worry free. This of course only worries me because I think I should be doing something. This too wakes me up in the middle of the night.

Kinda disappointed in the Facebook event I posted. Not because people declining, but because, I'm starting to learn more about the people here. I'm not going to tread anymore deeply into this at the moment.

I'm having dreams involving my dad and scissors. Somehow, the two manage to mingle or connect. I looked this up. To dream that you are using scissors, denotes decisiveness and control in your waking life. Alternatively, it may suggests that you need to get rid of something in your life. It also represents your ability to cut things or people out of your life.

Obvious, I know, but it still bothers me on more than one level.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16713138/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16713138/ Sun, 03 Feb 2008 19:09:08 PST
Every generation has their music idols. These three were among the top of the 1950's generation. Those who grew up in the fifties mourned the premature deaths of their music idols. Memorials and remembrances occurred for years.

Time to listen to a little Don McLean.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16699299/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16699299/ Sun, 03 Feb 2008 00:20:31 PST It's been a long day you need some rest
This life that you've been leading
Won't allow for anything but your second best.

It's effortless, or is it meaningless?

Sara, close your eyes now
And dream about those things you'll never have
Don't open them too quickly
You might realize life's not all that bad

Wake up
I can see you're sleeping still
If you don't leave now you never will

Two roads
This is up to you

Sara, have another drink
You don't love yourself
You might as well let someone else
And as long as you wear long sleeves
They will never know
What you really need is help

Only one door leads you out.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16452452/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16452452/ Thu, 17 Jan 2008 21:10:44 PST
There were several full bodied preserves standing on display, at least seven. Along with these were cased examples of all of the body's major organs. Heart, lungs, stomach, intestines, the whole shebang. There was also a section of fetuses showing the growth development and another full figured body literally sliced in sections to see various parts of the body from different views. It looked very much like that horse did in the movie The Cell after those glass dividers sliced through it. They looked like slabs of ham. The muscles were crazy, dried out too. I left with a craving for beef jerky.

Today, I also discovered an artist by the name of Landon Pigg. Very good music. It moves and carries like fabric under water. Not to mention it lifts my spirit.

Love it.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16435042/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16435042/ Wed, 16 Jan 2008 16:31:15 PST

1 . YOUR REAL NAME:
Sara Joy Grzybowski

2 . YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)
Sarizzle

3 . YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal)
Purple Red Panda

4. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)
Grzsa

5. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink)
Green Tea

6. YOUR IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name then last three letters of your last name)
Azjoraski

7.YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (both parents middle names)
Joyce Bernell

8. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Angel

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16380697/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16380697/ Sun, 13 Jan 2008 00:11:29 PST
Going home for winter break was something I couldn't that couldn't have been more wonderful. As you all know, it's just mom, , and myself now. Dad is gone, living closer to home than I thought, with his girlfriend, and I have to say, things could not be better. I'm not going to spend much time reiterating on this, but even when I walked into the house, I could feel a difference. There was no tension, no secrets, no heartache. For the first time in a long time, it felt like home.

Christmas was perfect. In all my 24 years, this was the first time Grandpa was there with the family. He'd been living in Tennessee for the past 50 years or so and had not been up to visit during the holidays even before I was born. He's living in Grand Rapids now, close to his family in his old age, and everyone is happy.

Stephen was a joy to see. Just being with him was enough. It doesn't take much doing to make a moment between the two of us. Though still struggling with life away from home, I believe he's doing fine and has taken greater turn towards becoming more so, a great, young man.

Mom is still mom. She loves seeing and coddling her children no matter how old they get. Also, I put together an Art Blog for her over break. There will be more work posted eventually, but for now, feel free to look over her latest project.

[link]

Coming back to school was just as refreshing as going home. I missed all my wonderful friends and was ready to dive back into work. All of my professors are great thus far and I've been keeping up with my work. Yes, I know it's only the first week in, but compared to the woe and worry I expressed towards the end of last semester, that's saying a lot, lol.

As for me on a personal level, I've been kind of down these paster few nights. Something odd happened this weekend while drinking with some friends. I can't really explain because of how unexpectedly it crept up and that it concerns other people who's privacy I do not want to tread on. But it left me quite a jumble of emotions: curiosity, yearning, self-resentment, and confusion. I think I'm going to cut back on the weekend drink night for a while. It stirs feelings of longing that turns me into a star gazing, little girl with tear drops on her cheek.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16365822/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16365822/ Sat, 12 Jan 2008 00:22:21 PST

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16121355/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16121355/ Thu, 27 Dec 2007 09:36:23 PST
Ja mata.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16050908/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16050908/ Sat, 22 Dec 2007 22:32:54 PST
Ok, sooooo... Kill the ones we have safe and cared for in the zoos, but bleed hearts for the ones in the wild who are running out of ice to live on.



Yeah, ok. Makes perfect sense to me.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16007925/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/16007925/ Wed, 19 Dec 2007 22:50:26 PST
[link]

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15825866/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15825866/ Thu, 06 Dec 2007 18:52:02 PST
As for the manga section, DON'T FREAK OUT! What's listed, I already have all of these, but you can use it to see what I still need. Oh, and the series I have completed, I removed.

- Red panda stuffs
- Okami Art Book, or any art book to a games/anime I love
- Kristy Hawshaw CD - any of them
- Mae stuff
- Art stuff
- Any of the Flight graphic novels.
- Bone: One Volume Edition (This is a HUGE graphic novel.)

Manga:
A Little Snow Fair, Sugar: 1)
Aoi House In Love - 1-2
Bastard!!: 1-15
Blue Monday: Absolute Beginners
Blue Monday: The Kids Are Alright
Blue Monday: Inbetween Days
Blue Monday: Painted Moon
DNAngel: 1-11
Duck Prince: 1-3
ElfQuest: The Grand Quest: 1-14
Fruit's Basket: 1-18
Fushigi Yugi: Genbu Kaiden: 1-5
Get Backers: 1-19
Gon
Gon Swimmin'
Gon Underground
Gon On Safari
Gon Wild
Gon Color Spectacular
High School Girls: 1-5
Inu-Yasha: 1-30
I's: 1-14
Kingdom Hearts II: 1
Last Hope: 1-2
MegaTokyo: 1-5
Naruto: 1-15
Pastel: 1-7
Peach Fuzz: 1-2
Peach Girl: Sae's Story: 1-3
Please Save My Earth: 1- 20
Ranma 1/2: 1-18, 21- 22, 26, 28-36
RG Veda: 1-4, 6-9
Rising Stars of Manga: 1-7
Rising Stars of Manga: United Kingdom and Ireland: 1
Saiyuki: 1-9
Sokora Refugees: 1-2
Suikoden III: 1-11
Tales of Destiny
Warriors: 1
What's Michael?: 3-11
Yuyu Hakusho: 1


... That's the best I can do for now. >_<;

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15801243/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15801243/ Wed, 05 Dec 2007 00:06:45 PST
Things have been… No. You know what. I don’t really feel like writing now.

Overall, I’m feeling good, school’s almost over, and I’ll be back home on the 13th.

Later, taters.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15412361/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15412361/ Wed, 07 Nov 2007 19:54:53 PST
]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15339640/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15339640/ Sat, 03 Nov 2007 00:16:16 PDT 2. Let me hug you anytime I wanted to?:
3. Let me kiss you?:
4. Watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one?:
5. Let me take you out to dinner?:
6. Drive me somewhere/anywhere?:
7. Take a shower with me?:
8. Have a fling with me?:
9. Listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends?:
10. Buy me a drink if i didn't have money?:
11. Take me home for the night?:
12. Let me sleep in your bed?:
13. Sing karaoke w/ me?:
14. Sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone?:
15. Re-post this for me to answer your questions?:
16. Come pick me up at 3am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere?:
17. Do you think I'm cute or hot?:
18. Do you like my style?:
19. Do you think I'm funny?:
20. Cry if I died?:
21. Dance with me?:
22. Sing happy birthday to me?:
23. Take advantage of me if I was drunk?:
24. Strip for me?:

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15284384/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15284384/ Tue, 30 Oct 2007 08:57:29 PDT
We managed to get right up to the grill, cramped, loud, and sweaty. I couldn't have asked for a better place to be.

Mae played mostly songs from their latest album, "Singularity," but without fail, touched based with their other two albums as well. Despite the fact that they had a new keyboardist, all was well.

On to the bad stuff.

Painting class is dragging me down to constricting depths. Now that I actually have the funds to get the materials I need, I made the effort last weekend to purchase them. This, I felt really good about, but I soon realized that just because you have what you need doesn't grant you the talent.

I had barely painted for a minute when I realized I didn't know what I was doing or even how to start. Granted, I wasn't expecting perfection on the first go, but at least a little direction would have been appreciated.

McGinn, my instructor, came over to me and suggested I keep working in pastels until I felt confident enough to use oil paints. I told him that I'd never used them before, and being that it was almost November, I felt like I wasn't getting anywhere. McGinn sat down and proceeded to explain about lighting and placement of my piece, and that I should look at the objects like actors on a stage, and really make a thumbnail of what I want to do before I get started so I can lay out a good composition. Being no stranger to the stage, I understood what he was saying and found it all very informational. Unfortunately, it didn't help me with the issue I thought I had made apparent.

So I wound up choking down my intimidation and began painting. I wound up only working on a small section, a bunch of fake grapes, just to see how the oils worked. I like the wet-on-wet technique, but no matter how much highlight and shadow I added, the entire thing looks flat. I think it can still be saved, but for now, I'd like to disregard it's existence and any affiliation I had with it's make.

At around 10:00, I walked out and wandered the campus , which I tend to make a habit of when I'm frustrated or depressed. The dreary weather didn't help at all. When I came back, I packed up early. McGinn managed to catch me while I racked my canvas, and retold to me everything he did 2 hours prior, because he's senile and can't remember that I'm also a student in the Figure class he teaches. I stood there, nodding in compliance to everything he said, secretly thankful for the time killing, and finally left.

I really hate oil paints, and not just because of this morning's events. Even as a child watching my mother paint, I never liked them. The look, their smell, even to the way they look on a canvas at times. If it was anything but, I would not feel so inadequate. I'm willing to give it another go, but it's had to push myself to even take up a brush when what your paying thousands for to learn is hardly being taught.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15266521/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15266521/ Mon, 29 Oct 2007 00:34:38 PDT : )

I've shuffled through my playlist and wrote down the first few lyrics of 10 songs. I will draw a picture for the person who can list either the title, artist, or movie that the song is from. You must answer all 10 correctly. None of this "I got 8, can I have a sketch?" business.

Good luck and GO!

1.) "She loves her momma's lemonade, hates the sound of good-byes made. She prays one day she'll find someone to need her."

2.) Now who did you ever want to be? You snapshot the girl in Tuscany. I didn't know recommend at the time. You're acting out of line."

3.) "Our last day of summer, 1979. Gotta live it up one time before it's over. We will make history tonight."

4.) "I hardly think I'm qualified to come across all sanctified. I just don't cut it with the cherubim."

5.) "I wanna know who ever told you I was letting go the only joy I have ever known? Girl, they were lying."

6.) "Listen as your day unfolds. Challenge what the future holds. Try and keep your head up to the sky."

7.) "Slide some oil to me. Let it trickle down my spine. If you don't have STP, Crisco will do just fine."

8.) "I was like peace in a groove on a Sunday afternoon. You were there, so was I, in the park, 4th of july."

9.) "Honey, you're a sweet thing, and you look so fine. All I ever wanted was to make you mine."

10.) "Perfect by nature, icons of self-indulgence. Just what we all need, more lies about a world that never was and never will be."

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15147333/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15147333/ Sat, 20 Oct 2007 17:37:18 PDT 1.) See Ireland.
2.) Publish a book.
3.) Sing with a famous singer.

Three Names You Go By:
1.) Sara Joy
2.) SJ
3.) Poon

Three Screen Names You Have Had:
1.) Shuro Dot
2.) Mavuriku
3.) Red Pandamoniac

Three Physical Things You Like About Yourself:
1.) My hair.
2.) My eyes.
3.) My expressions.

Three Parts Of Your Heritage:
1.) Polish
2.) Russian
3.) Chippewa Indian

Three Things That Scare You:
1.) Opossums
2.) A life time of loneliness.
3.) Silhouettes in windows that appear unexpectedly.

Three Of Your Everyday Essentials:
1.) Music
2.) Checking DA and FA
3.) Pills

Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1.) Beatles T-shirt
2.) Blue jeans
3.) Seafoam green undies!

Three Of Your Favorite Bands/Musical Artists:
1.) Mae
2.) The Beatles
3.) The Moody Blues

Three Of Your Favorite Songs (at the moment anyway):
1.) "Hoy Te Amo" ~ Belanova
2.) "Brink Of Disaster" ~ Mae
3.) "Let Me Clear My Throat" ~ DJ Kool

Three Things You Want In A Relationship:
1.) Humor
2.) Compassion
3.) Honesty

Two Truths And A Lie:
1.) Never broke a bone.
2.) I can kick back jagermeister like water.
3.) There's a snake in my boot!

Three Physical Things About The Preferred Sex That Appeal To You:
1.) Broad back - to lean on.
2.) Big arms - to be wrapped up in.
3.) Warm hands - to hold my cold ones.

Three Of Your Favorite Hobbies:
1.) Drawing
2.) Writing
3.) Collecting manga

Three Things You Want To Do Really Badly Right Now:
1.) Make a silly video
2.) Go shopping
3.) Snack

Three Careers You're Considering/You've Considered:
1.) Artist (commercial, concept, book illustrator)
2.) Writer (children's books, fantasy)
3.) Veterinarian

Three Places You Want To Go On Vacation:
1.) Ireland
2.) Hawaii
3.) New Zealand

Three Pet's Names You Like:
1.) Uba (Yoo-bah)
2.) Gozer
3.) Lucas

Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Girl:
1.) I get giddy when I talk about love/sex. (This is rare.)
2.) I like to busy myself in the kitchen with cooking or cleaning.
3.) I have boobs. Sometimes I like to touch them.

Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Boy:
1.) I hang out with more boys than I do girls and usually prefer it.
2.) I burp loud and proud.
3.) My attire is usually a jeans and t-shirt scheme.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15102719/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15102719/ Wed, 17 Oct 2007 14:19:23 PDT
Ok... So Hodges wants us to catch a live anole, draw it, and bring it into class. It has to be a fairly large one, at least big enough to draw detail from. I'll be doing my own hunting, but in case anyone would like to lend a hand, it'd be MUCH appreciated.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15072883/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/15072883/ Mon, 15 Oct 2007 12:40:26 PDT , and all my friends.

2.) Mae.

3.) Steak: warm, rare, and seasoned to perfection.

4.) The autumn. No season holds more magic than that for me.

5.) Drinking myself to a giggling, clinging, moron.

6.) Incense and hot drinks, with a few friends, under a starry sky.

7.) Long drives to the middle of no where in the middle of the night.

8.) Being near the water.

9.) Feathers.

10.) Role playing.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14870045/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14870045/ Mon, 01 Oct 2007 12:26:17 PDT Believe me, I was just as surprised as you are. ))

I was walking up a soggy, dirt path through a bayou. Not like the one here at Ringling, but a real mud water swamp complete with grayed, drooping trees, mugginess, and little clouds of marsh flies hovering about. Despite all this though, I felt quite comfortable as I made my way towards a paint worn, wooden, Louisianna swamp house. It even had the large, wrap around, screened in porch.

Logimom, Logan, and Jesse all lived at this house, and were hosting an art gallery there for local artist. I walked up the splintering steps and entered the house coming into a side/mudroom. Alex, Jack, and Jesse were in there sorting out paintings along with a few people I didn't recognize, probably so of those local artists.

I greeted everyone, and right away dug through my back pack to retrieve my sketch book. Once found, I excitedly flipped through the pages trying to find the new drawings I wanted to show them. I don't remember what it was that I drew. Jack, Alex, and Jesse loved it, of course, but one of the other guys got cocky.

"You know, you shouldn't put your picture in the gallery like that. It's unfinished. You're not going to get a good view on it overall," he said.

I looked at him like he was an idiot and replied, "I'm not putting this in the gallery. I was just showing my friends what I've been working on."

"Oh," he said, more then obvious feeling like an ass. "It's a nice drawing."

"Pffft..." was all I could reply and walked into the kitchen followed by Jack, Alex, and Jesse. There, Logan and Logimom were getting together h'orderves, and Jesse's dad was sitting at the table chatting about something uninteresting. Again I greeted everyone I hadn't yet, and volunteered to help out. Jack and Alex did too. Logimom handed me a plate of snacky things and asked if I would start moving dishes into the living room. So, took the tray, picked my usual row with Logan, and headed into the living room.

I set the tray down on the table and turned to go back to the kitchen for another, when I nearly crashed into Alex. He was standing right behind me with the tray I was going to get.

"Whoa! I didn't see you there. You scared me!" I scolded.

"Sorry," he said and we both laughed.

I took the tray from him and set it down next to mine while I started rambling about something I can't remember. I had my back to Alex as I arranged the trays more orderly, and that's when I realized that I could feel Alex's presence almost hovering over me. Before I could say anything, his hands had reached around to the front of me and he was holding my breasts.

I managed to slowly stand straight, but froze up from there not really knowing what to think about this. I was shocked yes, but not panicky. He persisted on, gently kneading and glomming my chest, and after a moment, I couldn't help but go along with it.

I carefully leaned back into him and both of us fell back onto the couch. I was sitting on his lap and turned to face him.

"Alex..." was all I could say before the two of us kissed. After that, we slowly pulled away and stared at each other, quiet, embarrassed, and shyly smiling.

"I... I should probably get back to helping out..." I said getting back to my feet.

"Yeah..." Alex said, standing too. "You, ah... you do that."

I walked back into the kitchen, jumping back and forth from looking to the floor and looking back at Alex for as long as I could.

Then I woke up.

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My mom then said, "Sari, why don't you put on some music?"

"Ok," I replied, and pulled my 200 disk CD book form my bag only none of my CD's were in it.

"Ah! All my CD's are at home," I said to her.

"Well, why don't you run back and get them. I'm not going to be busy for a while, so you have some time."

"You sure it's ok if you leave?" I asked.

"No, I have to stay here," she said, "but I'm sure your dad will give you a ride home."

"Ok..." I said, noticeably irritated that I had to have anything to do with him, but I sucked up my pride and walked out. For some reason, my dad was shuttling people from a neighboring office building to the one mom and I were at. When he pulled up in a shuttle bus, a group of people ushered out and my dad looked surprised to see me there ready to get on.

"Hi," he said. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to work with mom today," I said blandly. "Can you give me a ride home? I forgot something."

Here he rolled his eyes and scoffed like he does and replied, "I guess."

I got on the bus and there was a long, awkward silence between us. He then looked over and noticed my CD book that I was carrying with me.

"That's a big book," he said. "Holds a lot of CDs?"

"Yeah," I said flatly, obviously not interested in having a conversation.

We drove back to the building where he was picking up people and loaded up another group. That's when I noticed her, the stupid whore he was cheating on my mom with. I didn't say anything. We drove back to the building mom was working at.

The people cleared off the bus and he got up and followed them. Confused I got up from my seat and got off too. Standing in the doorway, I watched as he followed the last group down the walkway around the building.

"Aren't you going to take me home?" I called to him. He turned around, shrugged as if to say 'What am I supposed to do?', and walked away.

Pissed off I headed for the door to go back into the building, but not before thoroughly flipping off my dad. I rushed in and caught a quick glimpse of my mom talking to a patient and following me with a surprised look. Before she could say, "Well, that was quick," I was gone running down random halls until I came to the last room on the floor. I curled up in a chair and started to cry. Mom came in and asked what happened. All I could say was, "I didn't want to go with him!"

She apologized, hugging me, and said not to worry about the music.

Then I woke up.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14799449/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14799449/ Wed, 26 Sep 2007 12:04:35 PDT It's been a long day, you need some rest
This life that you've been leading won't allow for anything
But your second best
It's effortless, or is it meaningless?

Sara, close your eyes now
And dream about those things you'll never have
Don't open them too quickly
You might realize life's not all that bad
It's effortless, or is it meaningless?

Wake up
I can see you're sleeping still
If you don't leave now, you never will
Two roads...
This is up to you

Sara, have another drink
You don't love yourself
You might as well let someone else
And as long as you wear long sleeves
They will never know what you really need is help

It's effortless, or is it meaningless?
Only one door leads you out

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14730055/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14730055/ Fri, 21 Sep 2007 14:51:21 PDT [link] ) got into today's Daily Deviations? Wait, wait, the best is the "White Version." Apparently, it takes great skill to hit the invert button in PhotoShop. Seems I have years to go.

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1.) I have a hard time falling asleep when I'm wearing pajamas. My first preference is just my skivvies.

2.) One of my biggest pet-peeves is when my nose gets cold. I can't stand the feeling. So if you see me sitting around with my hand over my nose, it's not because you smell.

3.) I don't understand lesbians. They hate men, but attempt to look like them. I know it's a blow against what society and stereotypes expected women to be, but why do they take on the image of something they stand against? I just don't get it.

4.) I loose my sense of reality when I'm in the shower. Maybe it's from being in a small space. Maybe it's the feel of the water. I'm not sure, but my perception becomes dulled and sometimes I feel more like an entity than a physical form.

5.) When I eat combos, I nibble the cracker off around the cheese food filling, then pop the middle into my mouth, often squishing it to the roof of my mouth with my tongue before I eat it.

6.) I get melancholy very easily. When this happens, I tend to wander.

7.) When I'm resting with my hand on my cheek or under my chin, I'll often have the tip of my pink finger in my mouth. I've done this for as long as I can remember.

8.) Hands intrigue me to no end. They create, destroy, hurt, and heal. If I ask to see your hands, touch, or play with them, this is normal.

9.) I like being stroked on the top of my head and down my hair. It's lulling, comforting, and so special to me that I consider it to be an expression of me trusting you.

10.) I tend to bite my thumb when I'm nervous or scared.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14566200/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14566200/ Sun, 09 Sep 2007 18:32:34 PDT
2.) I have A LOT of artwork that I've never inked, and there for is missing from this gallery. If not colored, I prefer to at least have my artwork inked before display.

3.) Line art is one of my strong points. All of my line art is done by hand, never digitally.

4.) I prefer traditional media despite the fact most of my colored work here is done in PhotoShop.

5.) I like drawing people and animals equally, but I'd probably have more people drawings if I could draw them as easily as I can animals.

6.) The oldest picture I have to date is from when I was 12 years old. It's of a dragon I free handed from a Little Mermaid book.

7.) I've never actually drawn smut, but I've thought up of a lot of things I could. Maybe with a little incentive, I will someday.

8.) I recycle character molds and names with just slight differences. For instance, Maverick and Raiya are basically the same person save for Raiya is a dark elf, but their personalities are mirrored.

9.) People often get Poonya and Mavi confused. While Poonya is my fursona and her own being, Mavi is simple me with red panda attributes. If I draw a picture a little more personal to me, it will more than likely be Mavi, if not me entirely. Poonya is more an extension of my love and inner child.

10.) Quite often, get excited when I see updates from my friends in galleries, and quite often I find myself looking to see if it's a picture with Poonya or possibly one of my other characters in it. It's not that I'm expecting it, or that I think my creations are so great that everyone has a quota to meet, I just like to see my characters drawn in different styles.

]]> ~Mavuriku http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14565124/ http://Mavuriku.deviantart.com/journal/14565124/ Sun, 09 Sep 2007 17:18:59 PDT
On a side note, my thanks goes out to , , , and Blitz whole heartedly. Thank you for the helpful offers, but covered me for now. I really appreciate it, though. Thanks for the love.

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