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I'll do my best to add my friends again, but if I miss anyone, that's where you'll find me.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/23045534/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/23045534/ Fri, 06 Feb 2009 17:33:33 PST
Maybe I have to create a time machine, go back and tell myself to name differently.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17983618/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17983618/ Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:06:04 PDT Epiphany #2: The world is FULL of idiots.

I'm not even going to drag this one out, I could be here for days crapping on like this, that would be an invalid waste of time for me and you both (since you're reading this).

Most of this idiocy arises from this insatiable desire for attention that whiny little teenagers seem to crave these days. There are so many ways people can pull off being idiots that I don't really want to get started, so I'm just going to jump straight to the number one thing that pisses me off.

Mob mentality/conformity. Nothing else pisses me off more than that, it's the #1 source of ALL stupidity.

I can't understand for the life of me why people can't just live life and be themselves without posing for the rest of the world and crying out for attention. Like people who label themselves, i.e. People with the word 'Goth' or 'Emo' in their username, or who proudly refer to themselves as such. Then you go to their page and they're all like "Yeah, death is awesome. Boy, I sure love blood." followed with the shittiest 'dark' poetry they can muster, because apparently it makes them look all awesome, mysterious and unique, just like the hundreds of other 'Goths' and 'Emos' out there. Whatever happened to liking sports and games, or animals, or the outdoors and stuff? Why are kids these days into self-mutilation and crappy music and virtually nothing else? I can't stand people who proudly wear labels. None of these people are genuinely Gothic or genuinely Emo, its just them vainly trying to model themselves as close to the stereotype as possible because they think they'll be all hardcore like Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day.

Newsflash for you kids: Go outside. There's a whole world out there. Stop living in your tiny pathetic bubbles and buying into shitty trends because large multinational companies are brainwashing you into buying their shitty products that they sell for $723,243, when in fact they were made by starving kids in Malaysia who get paid 50c an hour to make your shitty mass produced 'Unique' tee-shirts. I know half the clothes I own are probably made by slaves, but I at least spare the retailers their million dollar markup and buy from wholesalers (seriously). Sure, that isn't saving the kids, but I'm not giving the big guys up there any satisfaction from MY damn pockets.

The point of this slightly crappy post? Learn to be yourself. In the genuine fucking sense. Explore yourself and find out who you really are and what you really like instead of sheepishly following all the other lemmings off the cliff. There's more to the world than making idiotic statements for attention and your shitty, unoriginal music (granted that some of it is actually pretty good) that you listen to while you cut your wrists because your life in American suburbia sucks and your daddy didn't buy you that new car.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17922413/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17922413/ Sat, 19 Apr 2008 05:24:14 PDT
Epiphany #1: The furry fandom is extremely laughable.

Now this is an odd claim for me to make. I haven't exactly advertised it, but I do have a fursona that I frequently use and so I can claim to be a 'furry' perhaps. Right. Even I recognize this as being a little odd, but there's nothing wrong with it. Its just like someone drawing a cartoon version of themself. We never draw ourselves 100% accurately (Unless we're talking realism here), so fantasy comes into play. No big deal.

I have no issues against furries, but some of the furry culture is laughable. About 75% of it is made up of self-conscious nymphomaniacs.

I'm sure you're all familiar with Jessica Elwood: [link] . Her deviations commonly occur in the 'opular' and 'rints' section on Deviantart's front page. First off, she's a brilliant artist. She has excellent technique and I wholeheartedly support the body image she's promoting, with images of buxom and healthily-bodied women, as opposed to tiny twigs with monolithic, gravity-defying breasts (I also enjoy the fact that her breasts tend to obey gravity too.)

At the same time, and I hate to use her as an example since I admire her ability... Have you noticed something in her gallery? A trend, perhaps? I'll tell you. She has 180 Deviations according to her front page. From a rough count, about 30 of these are pictures of herself (her own fursona). This seems quite a small number compared to the 180 total (even if I didn't look through them all). But bear in mind that more than half of these feature her either naked or barely clothed. I know I'm going to get flamed to hell for this, but come on. A 22 year old woman posting multiple suggestive pictures of her cat/dog/fox alter ego on the internet for the world to see. It's like being a weak porn star. People who do that are often looking for attention (since people identify her with her fursona even though in reality, its a freaking drawing. She's a woman sitting at a computer, not a wolf/cat/dog/fox/penguin thing). If she wants the world to think she's a hot sex beast, why restrict it to fantastical images? Why not post pictures of yourself spreading on the internet? I know that's an ambitious comment, granted that her art is neither extremely pornographic nor drawn for the purpose to seduce/stroke her ego. She's just doing art, the end. I'm just raising a point here. There are people much, much worse out there, and I'm about to show you the breaking point of this.

Allow me to introduce to you: [link]

ALL but ONE of the pictures in her gallery are pictures of her fursona/alter ego either making out with some random dude or naked somewhere. And she doesn't have the talent to back it up with either. She came out and said it: she traces hentai to make these drawings. Frequently. And she actually took the next step and posted photographs of herself. What can I say though? At least the breast size is accurate.

And on a final note, when I see these erotic furry drawings. And I NEVER see this on nude photography or erotic realism... Furry erotica... I always have a quick scroll through the comments. Always, there is at least one person that is really unsubtle, like "OH GOD. *ERECTION*" (actual quote from one of Chalo's works) or "THAT MAKES ME SO HORNY!!!!" and I have a quick look at their profile. Some of these kids are boys as young as 13. Jesus christ. I know it's normal for them to be looking up pr0n and etc etc, but when you're that young, animals fucking usually isn't a turn on. It takes many years of jading to prefer a fox and a bird yiffing to actual human porn.

All in all, as much as I enjoy the fandom, it has many, many laughable points. I'm almost reluctant to call myself a furry and identify myself with this population.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17374048/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/17374048/ Mon, 17 Mar 2008 05:38:06 PDT
My two best subjects, blow.

I've spent twelve years at school now, and the need to lift a finger to achieve 100% grades never came about. Everything has been purely effortless. Until now.

I guess I should have been expecting such a thing, and I have to say I sort of was. I just thought I'd take it better than I have been. Apparently I'm not as comfortable with criticism on my work as I thought I would be.

The memory-oriented subjects, the topics I have been somewhat lackluster in throughout my entire life, are actually proving to be the easiest and most productive. So, Biology, SL Math, Business and Management, hell, even Indonesian language, which I'm not particularly fond of.

History and English (which I have never received a grade below 100% in. Dead serious.)... Are my two worst at the moment.

And considering my running record of high grades, including being the highest-scoring person in History/Humanities last year, they all expect godly work from me. I'm shit scared that I'll let them down, especially since they're expecting so much from me and I'm not sure if I can work to that standard, especially given my inherent laziness. To make matters worse, my History teacher is forever dulling my spirits by bringing up how 1337 his class last year was.

I was not present for it, but apparently today he showed the work of last year's students to our class. So, get this. They were at the same stage as us. About seven weeks into the year. They did a presentation on an aspect of WWI. We were given the same task, at the same time. Their standard of work was LEAGUES ahead of ours in the same amount of time. I heard that the presentations of last year's History students were so good my classmates almost cried. And even then, history teacher says that it ONLY warrants for a 5-6 mark out of a possible 7. If that's true, what I've done so far can only amount to, I don't know, maybe a 2.

English is highly intimidating. It's giving me the most work, and frankly, as much as I enjoy Shakespeare, Macbeth isn't in my interests. I was looking forward to studying Hamlet, but noooo, it had to be Macbeth. Ehhhhh.

I'm not quitting the IB, but I'm seriously considering changing subjects around, especially quitting History. Maybe it is weak of me, but I cannot produce work of that standard in a thousand years. And to bust your butt off on something that close to perfection, but they STILL hesitate to give you full grades? Come on. Bullcrap. It's not worth it.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/15124578/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/15124578/ Fri, 19 Oct 2007 05:04:13 PDT
Okay.

So, I'm fascinated with going back to Lindeman Island at the end of the year. In fact, I'm COMPLETELY hung up on it... And annoyed because I can't work out at the moment and lose my rather prominent belly. Doctor says not to. Meh meh meh, your muscle spasms will get worse if you do, meeh meeh meeh. Stupid. Not allowed to til Monday. That'll be a week in which I haven't worked out, and I'll feel like I'm letting myself go again. Stupid.

But the ebb and flow of crystal clear waters lapping at the soft white sand, the tiny glimmering shoals of fish darting to and fro in the shallows, the breeze whistling through fronds of majestic palm trees and the thick, extreme tropical heat are calling out to me. Its all too nice to resist.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/13628797/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/13628797/ Fri, 06 Jul 2007 01:51:13 PDT
Today's topic of bitchiness, modern day music.

It fuckin' blows.

This is a generalization, but a large portion of "Popular" modern day music falls under one of these three categories:

The blonde bitch who can't sing.

This breed is made up of quite pretty girls, unfortunately, they can't sing for shit. They would be better off spreading their legs for money. Their songs aren't usually songs either, they seem to speak the songs in a deep, throaty, sexy voice, or try to belt and make that weird little "aaah" noise in between certain words. I don't know if anyone else has realized that, but it actually really annoys me. Here's the most annoying part: Some of them really can sing (Brittany sure could way back in the day when she wasn't popping out babies) -- but now they seem to make no effort to try.

Not to mention, Jessica Simpson murdered my favorite song of all time, and she will never have my forgiviness.

Rap. Need I say more?

I'm sorry if I offend any rap lovers out there, but I seriously can't even consider Rap as a music genre. It's rubbish.

The one thing I have to admire are freestyle rap artists who can come up with rhymes and lines on the spot, that takes a lot of talent.

The good out of the way, lets cut to the chase. I don't know how Rap can actually be considered music. To me, it sounds like TALKING over computer-generated noises and beats, as Rap music almost never has actual instruments in it. The songs never really seem to tell a significant story, and the music itself doesn't make me feel anything, it doesn't make me want to dance or anything. There's just nothing good about it.

Acoustic guys.

These ones don't annoy me so much, its just that they're way too common. You know the type. They have drippy, depressing, dreary voices, and their songs usually consist of a solo acoustic guitar whilst they sing about waking up in the morning in a hotel room and crying because their girlfriend left them.

We've heard it all before, please come up with some new material. I'm tired of love songs. So, so tired. Maybe someone could put a new spin on it?

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12640516/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12640516/ Wed, 18 Apr 2007 05:57:10 PDT
One of those stupid ads came on, with unbeliveably thin fuckers (iow: girls) advertising some stupid product of sorts. Then whaddya know, a show comes on exposing crash dieting and how dangerous being TOO thin was. Of course, this made me think a little deeper.

Amongst the images shown, I took most note of the MISERABLY EMACIATED women in string bikinis, apparently looking 'trendy' to modern day Hollywood standards. I fucking kid you not, you see these people and wonder if they have enough money to buy any food at all. I dont see why anyone would want to fuck that. No guy in their right mind would find that attractive, what with ribs sticking out all over the place and skin sagging because of loss of muscle. IT'S NOT FUCKING ATTRACTIVE, BRING THE CURVES BACK IN. A girl that looks starved is about as attractive as a roast chicken with no meat on it. MEAT IS GOOD, ON PEOPLE AND CHICKENS. Oh, here's a BRILLIANT idea, since you need to be a dress size 0 to function gracefully in western society, why don't we go over to Africa and get all the starved people and make them celebrities? They're thin, starved and emaciated, just like all the models and celebrities out there, therefore they must be attractive to the world and everyone wants to bang them.

My word on this? Hollywood can go to a graveyard, dig up some corpses, and stick their self-righteous, money-mongering cocks into them, if its really a skeleton fetish they're after creating.

The world would be a better place if LA exploded or something. I hesitate to use the term 'bombed'.

I fucking hate you, 70% of America. You actually are a brainless country for the most part.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12398601/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12398601/ Sat, 31 Mar 2007 07:16:34 PDT
That thing I just got back from had to be one of the most awesome events in my whole, entire life.

Gaaaaaahhh... Sooo happy. So... euphoric and... everything's perfect... fuck... i... so... love... that... person... so... fuckinggoddamnhellaholytalkingjesus much...

I'm going to bed a happy, happy girl tonight.

Fuck I'll be smiling all week.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12214257/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12214257/ Sat, 17 Mar 2007 02:11:51 PDT
1)Fingers- Olivia
2)Chin- lol.iv kijza << Jesus... Hahahaha
3)One finger- olivia << Easy
4)Elbow- olivia << Yay! But I have tiny elbows, so nyah
5)Nose- oolivia << Aaaaalmost
6)Palm - [It's impossible, but what the hell] 99loi8f vbei8as
7)Tongue - olivia << I do not wanna know what that sticky thing was.

Well that was amusing for about five minutes.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12060931/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/12060931/ Sun, 04 Mar 2007 22:24:59 PST
Grumble...

On another note, I'm feeling like crap again.

Deeply emotional, confused about things, and writing a letter to vent my feelings on stuff.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11936795/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11936795/ Fri, 23 Feb 2007 15:52:59 PST
I just turn to her, someone four years my junior and say in the most sarcastic, monotone voice, "Yeah you have a big mouth alright... for cocksucking."

Needless to say, everyone who heard that burst out into maniacal laughter. The annoying shit of a girl brought about three teachers over to me and attempted to get me into trouble, but they don't know who they're messing with.

I'm Olivia Grace. I can worm my way out of ANYTHING. I can worm my way out of not handing up an assignment and still get full marks for it. I can make a perfectly good excuse when I'm caught playing my Nintendo DS at the back of the classroom. I can turn just about almost any situation in my favor, and dance intracately around people and turn them in my favor. I lost the ability for a while, but I think it's coming back.

I'm changing my attitudes and habits. It will take time, but I'm getting there... slowly. I must make sure everything is precise though, precisely neat and clean. Inviting good fortune isn't always easy. Like Jaime said the other day, it really wasn't a gradual and adaptable change for me -- everything happened all at once. Still, it's imperative that I let go of my old ideals. A lot of my old goals are meaning shit all to me, so maybe its best if I just let go of them.

So, basically, right now I'm just concentrating on moving forward and stop clinging to habits, frames of mind and ideals from the past. They just aren't doing me any good any more. It's also time I learnt to trust in myself, and stop relying on other people to be my source of happiness. Self-sufficency and self-worth for starters... I cannot be content with others until I am content with myself first.

So hopefully this is the beginning of a good, long change that will benefit me and the people around me.

One thing about me will never change, though. I talk way too much, don't I?

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11823724/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11823724/ Thu, 15 Feb 2007 00:02:25 PST
This tiny stubborn ass Canadian girl was on the bus, and I seriously thought about how good she'd taste if I roasted her over a fire and poured maple syrup on her. But that's another story for another day.

I'm so goddamn bitter and crusty these days. I just seem to hate everyone and everything. I'm not really talking to anyone at the moment, I'm too afraid I'll end up hating them too. And some people I've already gotten extremely sick of. I'm so goddamn fucking sick of being ignored and underappretiated. I'm so goddamn fucking sick of being worthless to everyone and everything. I'm so tired of seeing couples, close friends, families, siblings whatever who are all smoochy with each other and I really just want to go up to them and shoot them in the back of the head just to prove myself.

You know what I need? I need love. I'm so goddamn affection starved half the time. I need someone who isnt going to stab me in the back after I've dedicated months to them. I need someone who isnt going to leave me because they replaced me with someone else. I need someone who isn't going to just up and leave because they're tired of me. I don't have a lover, I don't have a best/closest friend (well.. this is true only to an extent), and I definitely don't have anyone in my family helping. And frankly, I dont have a SINGLE person who hasnt in some way pissed me off. You person reading this, If you happen to go to my school, or are somehow related to me, you're very much included in my serious fucking social problems at the moment.

I hate myself, I hate everyone, and I hate everything around me. I'm just so fucking done with life at the moment. There's just nothing in it for me.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11602534/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11602534/ Sun, 28 Jan 2007 17:15:55 PST
I'm a reasonable person, so I can say I've met people stupider and more retarded than him. He's a nice person, a good person at heart, just not towards me. God knows what I did to be treated like a piece of crap from him in the first place, but I was immature enough to play his game and lower myself to his level. Realizing my immaturity, I went to apologize to him, quite sincerely. What does he do? He turns up his nose at me. No sorry back, not even just an "It's okay." Pure, undiluted rudeness from one of the greatest retards I've ever met.

Also, I'm sick of him calling me 'idiot', 'dumbass', or any other variation. I will ALWAYS be smarter than him. I will ALWAYS have more worth than him. He can refuse to acknowledge it all he wants, but he knows it's true, and that's good enough for me. And frankly, a part of me is happy that this happened because I deserve more than the godawful tard he is. I don't need him in my life if all he's going to do is make me feel bad.

Not only that, but consider how unnappretiative that was. Do you have any idea what torment it is to be in a relationship with this guy? He's moodier than a girl on her period, and I have to follow each and every mood to the letter and know how he's feeling at all times otherwise he just gets moodier still. Not to mention his hypersensitivity, being with him I felt like I was walking on eggshells -- one toe out of line and he gets immeasurably defensive.

Did I mention what his problem solving stratergies are? Well, when I would put a toe out of line, he would always find a way to dump the blame back on me. Sure, sometimes it actually WAS my fault, and in those cases he'd just make me appear more of an ass than I really was. If there's a problem, he avoids and sidesteps the issue a bit, and when it's raised he'll dump everything onto you, flee like a little schoolgirl and leave you with the shit. Not to mention, I actually felt bad, like I did something awful.

Well, it's time I stop putting his feelings above mine. It's time I respect my own feelings and show that brat where he stands -- BESIDE ME. He is no better than I am, he isn't joe freakin' cool, and he is definitely not under me either. We are equal and it's time he stops thinking he's a god, because he's not. It's also time he had a little more appretiation, because I stuck by him for a very long time even when he did me wrong and loved him regardless of his flaws, but he's pushed me over the line.

This kid is just not worth my time anymore.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11283458/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11283458/ Tue, 02 Jan 2007 03:50:25 PST
Metalocalypse is a drug. @_@ *love*

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11229717/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/11229717/ Fri, 29 Dec 2006 02:33:28 PST
I've had countless hours with my internet friends, mostly Dalton's family. I talked to Cheryl for 8 hours yesterday, and today, 5 with Leanna. Good fun. Speaking of them, I recieved a package from them a few days ago. Actually, two. And it was one of the most glorious things. Ever. It was possibly the only thing that made this boring month bareable.

Soo, the contents? A plasma ball buddha (Leanna), a Red Tail Hawk kachina (Cheryl), A US military uniform (Nick) (God, I love it, I wear the hat all the freaking time now), a flippin' monkey (Cheryl again, in attempt that she'd make me love monkies.. she succeeded), miniature etch-a-sketch (Dalton, I spent about an hour re-learning how to work those things), a bunch of really nice tasting lipglosses (Elise), an absolutely adorable alligator back-washer (Aly), a chocolate-scented moose plush doll (Kel, hahaha), a small plastic Elmo (Dalton, random but so cool), quite a few candy canes, and a DVD containing kickass home videos and stuff of them all. Watching it was fantastic. The effort they put into this is phantasmagorical, stupendous, and they really spoilt me.

Oh. But they will be surprised. I have their Valentines Day all planned out already... heh heh heh heh.

They also all sent letters too. Cheryl's was hella long and good to read (as usual), Leanna's was very to-the-point and very sweet, Nick's was hilarious and made me smile, Dalton's was ironically the shortest of all of them but he got creative and wrote it on the back of a picture of himself. A nice touch if you ask me. Not to mention, I credit him for drawing a loveheart -- I've never seen a male do that before. I was so proud of him xP

But right now, despite of all these wonderful gifts, I am extremely pissed off. I'm not in liberety to say why -- or rather, who -- has pissed me off so much, but I feel like wringing their neck. And its probably not you if you're reading this, but hey, I just wanna be on the safe side. And no its not obvious either.

But I will tell you what they did. What the fuck is it with people who try to act all suave and cool and make themselves look like a total loser? In the process of trying to be 'all that', people get so fucking arrogant and think they're like a fucking god. They think they're just toooo good for you, and expect you to grovel and go OH I AM SORRY I DO NOT MEET YOUR STANDARDS, MASTER, I PROMISE I WILL CHANGE MYSELF FOR YOU TO BE BETTER SO YOU CAN LOOK COOLER AROUND YOUR PETTY FRIENDS and shit like that. I'm not buying into it. I will be a fucking harsh judge if this disrespect continues. Tears will be fucking shed if said person doesn't clean up their act and fucking grow up a little, otherwise I might as well throw in my friendship with them altogether. And I will if this shit continues. I swear it.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/10775770/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/10775770/ Sun, 19 Nov 2006 09:29:44 PST
Love has a funny way of working things out, wouldn't you agree? Looks like there's still actually some hope left for me. I just have to be patient and see how things pan out.

Ah... I just love that one man. So, so much, like no one will ever know.

That's why I'm up at 4 AM just for the off chance that I'll see him. xP

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/10332475/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/10332475/ Mon, 09 Oct 2006 03:57:36 PDT
Actually, thats a lie, I have 3-4 pieces of holiday homework I could be doing but I'm too busy wallowing in self-pity to give a fuck.

Men are strange creatures. Just when you think you figure them out, they change. Then you try to figure them out again and they get mad at you. It's so gay.

Fate is also a strange thing. I've been trying really hard to forget about him, but for many reasons it cannot be done. With previous boyfriends I've broken up with, there would always be people telling me to move on, no more contact with him, every sign pointing to 'let him go.'

Complete opposite here. Its like everything wants me to stay in love with him, it's really weird. All of my friends -- heck, one of HIS friends, his siblings, HIS PARENT, all say that I should still keep in touch and see what happens.. no one's telling me 'move on, let go of him.' but it seems to be what he's doing and I can't do the same, not when his brother mentions him at random, or when songs that remind me of him come on the radio, or when his mother sends me absolutely gorgeous pictures of him for my enjoyment.

(That's sort of embarrassing too, I think she knows I like him.)

Well, time will give me all the answers. I just gotta hold onto him a little longer and see what happens. I'll pick up and move on if there are no signs of improvement by the time I go to visit him.

Yep. I'm willing to flesh out 6 months for a guy on the other side of the world.

Man, when I fall for someone, I fall hard. Its his fault too because he used to be more into me than I was into him, back in the day about six months ago. Didnt really trust him that much at first, but he convinced me he was the right guy for me, and he really did surprise me over and over again with his acts of devotion/affection. And then he leaves randomly? That's not what a relationship is about. It isnt about randomly leaving when times get tough. No fucking wonder he's had 30 or so girlfriends, he couldn't keep a girlfriend if his life depended on it.

But I'm all for second chances, especially since he was very, very kind and gave me one. Its my turn to return the favor. I will wait 6 months.

Maybe I am just a fucking looney. But I do love him. I really do.

]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9778780/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9778780/ Sat, 19 Aug 2006 03:43:53 PDT
Now would be an example of one of those times. ]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9637978/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9637978/ Tue, 08 Aug 2006 02:27:15 PDT
I think I shall upload some literature today instead. Its more of my field than visual arts.. xP ]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9602188/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/9602188/ Fri, 04 Aug 2006 20:39:53 PDT
I deleted 'The Dalton Colorbar' and gave the reason 'To Upload with Newer Version'. The newer version of the colorbar contained multiple photos (it was the completed version), and was pretty much the same but I had added more to it.

Some dumbshit admin deleted it and tagged me, for, get this, ART THEFT. Stealing my own art? What the fuck? Seriously.

DeviantART needs to hire better admins. I'm too scared to try uploading it again. ]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/8260749/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/8260749/ Sat, 25 Mar 2006 00:05:47 PST
Ok, seriously now. I made this darn account in early 2003. I think this account feels very lonely without me so I decided to make it happy by uploading some of my CRAPOLA (.. Hey, that's like Crayola, only more, like, CRAPOLA!) artworks.

Lalalalalalalalalalaaa I'm going to fill up space now.

<< WHY is that on the emoticon legend?! What emotion does 'couch' represent?! I'd probably die laughing if some random asshat walked up to me and went 'I FEEL LIKE A PIXELLATED RED COUCH TODAY'. Hahahaha. I laughed myself into submission. "Emoticon Legend". Its almost like a crappy title for an adventure book.. about.. emoticons! "The Legend of Emoticons".

And here are the other BLOODY POINTLESS emoticons.

.. I give up there. The list is too long and I'm too lazy. But seriously. Since when did cheese have feelings?

Good day to you, sir and madame`. I hope I have robbed you of some portion of your sanity. ]]> ~dindarkness http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/5708434/ http://dindarkness.deviantart.com/journal/5708434/ Sat, 14 Jan 2006 02:41:13 PST
Updating this from school. Hopefully no one notices.

I wont be using this account at the moment. I had before, but I am bad. I'm going to be considerate and save your eyes, wait until my works are actually substantially good enough to put up here.

Website at [link]

Fanfictions at [link]

Fictions at [link]

Yeah. I have a lot of sites/accounts. Jus live with it.

[/end rant] ]]> ~dindarkness