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One of them, at least, feels very good. It's gonna be great. Like, great-great. At least if I don't fuck it up.

I'm too tired to continue now, though. My eyes can't focus anymore. Must give them a rest. But hopefully, inspiration will still be there tomorrow, and I can continue.

***

Edit: Hands hurt ... so much ... Ow.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/27780643/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/27780643/ Thu, 15 Oct 2009 13:26:27 PDT
Also, it's 24 days until I leave for Orlando, USA, on vacation. Can you believe that I actually won a trip there? Yeah, I know. I didn't think those things happened to real people. I'll be going there with my dad, and I'm really looking forward to it. Not mainly because it's Orlando, or even because it's free, but because I'm going with my dad. It'll be fun.

Oh yeah, and I got a Daily Deviation yesterday. Totally unexpected, but very much aprechiated. I was extremely shocked when I logged in and saw that I had 363 new messages. This morning, it was up to a thousand ... :S It's never happened before and probably never will again, so I'm just enjoying it. With a big smile on my face.

Eh. Now I'm off to plan some christmas gifts.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/26433763/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/26433763/ Thu, 06 Aug 2009 22:27:05 PDT tagged me ... <_<

RULES
1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 10 things about themselves on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 10 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.

1. I'm not very into these tag thingies.

2. In fact, I plan to cheat.

4. ... which is why I just skipped number three.

5. I'm eating breakfast while writing this.

6. I'm a nice person, really.

7. Since I'm such a nice person, I won't be tagging people with this tag thing.

8. Besides, I don't KNOW ten people on here.

9. And if that's breaking the rules, so be it. Rules are good, but in cases like these, they're more like guidelines anyway, yeah?

10. I own a bicykle.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25878650/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25878650/ Sat, 11 Jul 2009 11:34:03 PDT
]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25352696/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25352696/ Tue, 16 Jun 2009 13:11:13 PDT
I'm going on a trip in a few hours. A trip I've been planning for a long time.

Still, I'm terribly nervous. In one second. In the next second, I'm horribly calm. Is that normal? It just keeps swinging up and down. Driving me nuts.

Anyway. I'm off.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25172766/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/25172766/ Sun, 07 Jun 2009 03:50:17 PDT
There used to be enough time ... now where has it gone? I have hundreds of things I want to do, eventually, but I just can't seem to find the time.

Or maybe that's a lie.

Maybe it's the inspiration I can't seem to find.

Hm.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/23813264/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/23813264/ Sat, 21 Mar 2009 12:02:15 PDT
Then we ... start being creative.

It's great! There was this other Creativity Circle I was a part of, a few years ago, and I've missed it ever since that one died out.

A Creativity Circle is a great way to Get Stuff Done. I need a little encouraging, and a little friendly deadline, to get going. A little push in the right direction. It's almost like homework!

Aaah, I've missed it.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/22861885/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/22861885/ Wed, 28 Jan 2009 10:20:38 PST
Since, you know, Christmas is over.

Sooo ... this is the update. Haven't had time to do ANYTHING creative lately. But I WILL try to make some home-made ice-cream tonight. That creative enough?

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/22086868/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/22086868/ Sat, 20 Dec 2008 14:35:25 PST ´
Christmas.

I used to love christmas. Now, I've come to realize that it's everything before christmas I love. I love the planning, the hunt for gifts, the wrapping of gifts, the baking, the candles ...

... and above all, I love to go out and watch stressed out people when I'm done with everything. Nothing makes you calmer than watching stressed people when you don't have to stress.

This year, I won't be celebrating christmas with the relatives. Just mom, and a cousin of hers. It feels a bit weird. But hey. I can always go home afterwards, and order a pizza and watch TV or something. My demands aren't that high.

Christmas to me is the month before christmas, anyway ...


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/21056341/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/21056341/ Sun, 19 Oct 2008 01:25:39 PDT
*clears throat*

I'm not very impressed with spam. I've never been impressed with spam. And now, I'm getting annoyed.

See, half the times I log in here, I've got myself a spam comment. Full with links. Links that I never follow, because come on, it's spam; who knows where I'd end up.

ANYway, sometimes those comments seem to delete themselves. Which is all good.

But they still annoy me. Because you know the feeling, when you've logged in and see that you've got new Comments. Maybe someone actually LIKE something you've done, and want to tell you about it? Yayness! ... but oh no. It's spam. Disappointment.

So yeah. I'm not a big fan of spam.

Then again. Who is?


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/20274855/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/20274855/ Mon, 01 Sep 2008 15:36:12 PDT
It's late.

But it's okay. I don't work tomorrow.

My mind has kinda shut down on me though. And yet I'm writing. I wonder why. Why don't I just go to bed?

I don't want to.

If I look inside my brain right now, I can't see a single important thought. It's all blank.

... it's a wonderful feeling.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/19620150/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/19620150/ Sun, 27 Jul 2008 09:11:45 PDT ... sometimes, I listen to music and I want to cry.

Sometimes, I want to MAKE something so badly, create something, do something creative, that I end up just sitting in a chair, staring at nothing.

Most of the time, I can avoid thinking about it.

But sometimes, I do. And when I do, and listen to music at the same time ... I want to cry.


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/19367194/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/19367194/ Sun, 13 Jul 2008 06:49:58 PDT
It's strange, how creativity and boredom seems to go hand in hand, don't you think? I mean ... I've just spent a week doing NOTHING, and now when I'm back home, and have thousands of things I should be doing ... I decide to get creative. Why? Why couldn't I have done that when I had the TIME?

I know why. You wanna know why? Because doing things that I HAVE to do bore me. And when I'm bored, I get creative.

I just wish I could control it, at times. Like now. If I could control it, my apartment would be clean already. In stead, I'll have to go and do that now. Sigh.


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17796331/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17796331/ Fri, 11 Apr 2008 13:48:38 PDT
No, I haven't had a bad day. I've had a very good day, thank you very much. I just wrote a little poem-like thingy tonight, for entertainment purposes only, which is called "A really REALLY bad day". Which I'll post here. *clears throat*

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Oh, it was a sunny day, and everything was great
Despite that my alarm clock died which made me wake up late
I hurried to the bathroom; brushed my teeth and washed my hair
Instead of shampoo, though, I accidentally grabbed the Nair®
And as for the toothpaste; I didn’t have a clue
That somebody had switched it for a tube of SuperGlue

My teeth were glued together, but I guess that was okay
I had no food to eat for breakfast that day anyway
I pulled on my jacket and my boots and grabbed my keys
And ran out the door to catch the bus to work when … “Jeez!”
My neighbour stood there, with a big grin plastered ‘cross his face
I mentally regretted that I hadn’t brought the Mace

“I couldn’t help but hear you”, he said, “yesterday, ‘round ten.
You were using taps, though there are people SLEEPING then!”
I mumbled an apology and tried to sneak outside
But he came after me so I ran off and tried to hide
I got around a corner, held my breath, noticed a smell
I had stepped in dog poo, of course, oh, this day was Hell.

When I had lost my neighbour, I ran to catch the bus
It left about ten seconds before I got there, so thus
I had to walk to work, but I suppose that was good too
‘Cause it gave me a chance to get the dog poo off my shoe
When I walked past a puddle, a car came speeding by
A second later, not a spot on my body was dry

I finally reached work, and trotted casually down the hall
And then my boss saw me and had me pinned against the wall
“You’re soaking wet, you smell and you are so SO not on time!”
He glared at me as if I’d been convicted of some crime
My teeth were stuck together, so I couldn’t really speak
So my boss told me to get out, GET LOST, ‘til next week

I started walking homewards, what else was I to do?
Two little boys stopped and stared and pointed, yelling “Ew!”
I ignored the little brats, and then let out a wail
Something had hit my head – I looked up – it started to hail
I stopped and thought; Have I been hit by some bad luck-ish curse?
Out loud I said “Can this day POSSIBLY get any worse?”

I shouldn’t have said that, I know, in retrospect
As I was suddenly attacked by some religious sect
They clubbed me down and there was blissful darkness for a while
I woke up later, looked around and thought “Well, they have STYLE”
They stood around me, in a circle, chanting something weird
Then all the lights went out and they shut up as something neared

It was an Evil Presence, that much I could feel
Someone behind me grabbed me, and I was forced to kneel
I needed to get out, but I had no idea of how
I sighed and thought “I’d really need a Winchester right now,
And if there would be one (or two) they really ought to hurry!”
Unfortunately, there was none, but I didn’t have to worry

‘Cause that was when the aliens chose to beam me up
I blinked and looked around, shrugged and whispered “’sup?”
Then there was the questioning, the probing and the light
They dropped me off outside the city hall; high as a kite
Policemen came and grabbed me, and threw me in a cell
Which was inhabited by guys who could punch pretty well

When I got home that evening, and staggered through the door
I stumbled on my cat and thus collapsed onto the floor
The damn cat hissed at me, got through the door and ran away
I didn’t have the energy (or heart) to make it stay
As I thought about the day, and held my aching head
I thought “Some days you really REALLY should just stay in bed”

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... puts things into perspective, doesn't it? *giggles and runs off, probably to eat something containing sugar*


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17118437/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17118437/ Fri, 29 Feb 2008 14:16:20 PST It might become something that I'll smile when I see though. If I find the energy to finish the damn thing. I only painted three colours tonight. And it took fucking hours.
Damn me and my stupid ideas.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17037792/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/17037792/ Sun, 24 Feb 2008 08:11:32 PST
... now, I'm not really interested in sports.

So it was a good thing, that I went with them. Because when I came home again, and they had left, I was left with only my inspiration. I HAD to paint something.

Now, my hands are full of paint, and I'm all content again. I think I'll take a well-deserved bath before I do the laundry.

Life is good.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16674620/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16674620/ Fri, 01 Feb 2008 13:04:48 PST
Dad's here, visiting me.

I'm happy

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16269500/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16269500/ Sat, 05 Jan 2008 11:45:57 PST
I'm at the computer when I hear a sound
I paus, stop typing and then look around

No one's at the door, no one's at the phone
No one's in the kitchen; I'm very alone

I listen when I hear the voices again
It sounds like a woman and one or two men

The hour is late and I should be in bed
But they are so loud, so I listen in stead

They turn on some tunes and are singing along
(The worst part is that it's a terrible song)

Then they are fighting each other and yell
"I hate you" and "I hate you too, go to hell!"

I'm dreaming of walking down there with an axe
to get them to shut up so I can relax

But that is illegal and so very wrong
(The fight is now over; another bad song)

Rolling my eyes, I ask with a sigh;
"Oh my dear neighbours, why don't you just die?"


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16182275/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16182275/ Mon, 31 Dec 2007 10:35:45 PST
New Year's Eve.

Today's New Year's Eve.

So ...

... happy new year, I suppose.

I don't know what New Year's all about, though. Why everyone's so excited. It's just another day to me. Or, that was a lie. It's another day when I eat a little more candy than normal.

"What are you gonna do for new year?"
"Where are you gonna spend new year?"
"What will you do, new year's eve?"

You wanna know? You really wanna know? I'm gonna sit at home, in my sofa, and watch TV. Perhaps later, I'll watch a movie. Depend on what's on TV, really.

People dress up, make plans and spend DAYS and WEEKS preparing for this day. Well ... good for them, if it makes them happy.

Me, I'm more comfortable here, in my apartment, with my TV and a bowl of popcorn.

I'm like Ferdinand.

Happy new year, everyone!


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16052532/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/16052532/ Sun, 23 Dec 2007 02:39:31 PST Aaah, yes. Christmas.

Christmas is the Only Holiday. Forget about the others. New Year? Easter? Midsummer? They're all NOTHING, compared to Christmas.

I love Christmas. I love planning what to get people, I love buying (or making) the presents ... and wrapping them! Oh, how I love the Wrapping of the Christmas Presents ... I love the smell of ginger cookies, I love all the candles, I love the lights, I love the sounds, I love the smells. I love going downtown a few days before christmas and watch people run around, stressed like hell, while I am done with everything. I love Donald Duck*. I love spending Christmas with my family. I just ... feel very content in general during Christmas.

And tomorrow is Christmas Eve**. I don't know if I'll be online much during christmas (probably not, actually) so I'll just wish you all a merry Christmas right here and now. Hope you'll have as much fun as I will.

Merry Christmas.



*= In case you're wondering about the Donald Duck thingy; In Sweden, on Christmas Eve, at three pm, they show an hour of Disney clips ... known to the swedish population simply as "Donald Duck". Don't ask. It's Tradition.

**= Swedes celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve, not Christmas Day.


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15915906/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15915906/ Sun, 16 Dec 2007 11:08:34 PST Folders ... FOLDERS, people!

Do you understAND the GREATness of that? FOLDERS! *does happy dance*

Ehm. Yes. Deviantart now has folders. Which means that one can check through people's galleries in a much easier way. If I just want to check through their drawings, and not the photos or the photomanipulations, and if the person in question has been a good deviant and divided his/her work into those lovely little folders ... I just have to check through one folder!

Joy upon everlasting joy.

That's it. I don't need anything else for christmas. I've got all I want. This is it. Life at its best.

Edit 071216: HAH. I know how to do it now. CSS thingy. I think I deserve an icecream now. *walks off*


]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15434981/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15434981/ Fri, 09 Nov 2007 13:46:44 PST
Anyhow. Alive and well. And with no time to do anything fun for at least a week. Sigh.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15332698/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15332698/ Fri, 02 Nov 2007 14:38:11 PDT
On monday the 5th ... I'll be moving. To my very own little apartment with a balcony and a bathtub and the nicest kitchen ever. I rule.

I don't have any furniture yet. But I will, Monday. IKEA, here I come.

Weee, I can't wait. Well, I can. I just don't want to.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15136864/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15136864/ Fri, 19 Oct 2007 23:47:01 PDT
I am a subscribed deviant now! This is so cool ... I've never had a subscription before! Now I'm all "What? No ads? But but ...!" because it's all very new to me. But it's so ... so cool! I'm amazed.

I won a year's subscription in SNAKstock's Daydreaming Robot Contest, and today when I logged in, I was suddenly subscribed. It warmed my little heart.

Well ... nothing more to say, really. This is a good day.

What is a Footer? ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15058847/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/15058847/ Sun, 14 Oct 2007 13:03:01 PDT
Why do these feelings seem to go hand in hand? I have the answer to that one too. Because I hate the feeling of being depressed. Being depressed mean that you can't do anything about anything ... being pissed off means that you're in control over at least something.

Fuck off! Why are you even reading this?! I'm pissed off now. That's a much healthier feeling than being depressed anyway.

Don't comment on this stuff. I don't want reactions, I just want to vent. I hate this. I really really do.



Edit: Aaand, after a good night's sleep and some food, I'm back to normal. Strange how often that works.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14912878/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14912878/ Thu, 04 Oct 2007 13:19:18 PDT
It turned out fucking great.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14812952/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14812952/ Sat, 29 Sep 2007 12:41:02 PDT
There's a painting (or three, actually, but technically only one) that I'm working on ... and I'm HAPPY with it! So happy, in fact, that I don't know if I want to continue working on it.

See, I want to continue it, because I am not done with it yet. It's not yet as I had imagined it. But. I'm goddamned content with it now, when it's just rough ...

... so what to do? If I continue, it might be destroyed. But it might also get better.

Hjälp.


Edit: Oh, and yuusaku tagged me. But I'll be damned if I ever do as I'm told!




Edit 070929: Ooooh, I kept working with it. And BOY, did I do the right thing!! I am so content right now ... Full of optimism, I am. If I continue this thing as I've started it ... Well. I love it already. So. 1/6 is done ... 5/6 to go. I will love every minute of this.

No one will probably love it as much as I will. But who cares? It's gonna be on MY wall.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14660424/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14660424/ Sun, 16 Sep 2007 13:36:46 PDT
Have you ever felt like your brain is secretly taking drugs, but hiding it from you? I do right now. I mean, where the HELL do all of these thoughts COME from? They have to come from SOMEWHERE ... and that scares me even more! :S

If I say milk, you may say cow. If I say paint, you may say painting. That's normal.

My mind's not normal now. If I say bird, it says coffea. If I say music, it says Ooooohlet'smakeeverybandontheplanetplaySurvivorona nabandonedisland! *shakes head* That's actually a pretty interesting id... NO! *shakes head again*

There's a fly on my screen. It may be a spy. A spy fly. Spyflyga. A sick fly ... Eurgh.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14451809/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14451809/ Sun, 02 Sep 2007 07:07:14 PDT
I've just finished a painting that a friend of my mom wanted me to do. It's been SO BORING. I didn't even know who the people on the painting was. All I knew was that I was supposed to do it ...

It didn't turn out very well. But at least it's done. DONE! Bwahahaha, done ...! Now I have time to do OTHER stuff! Like ... oh, I don't know. Draw? Write? Watch movies? Bug people?

I feel so ... free right now.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14393577/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14393577/ Wed, 29 Aug 2007 10:25:47 PDT [link] ... so now, I'm not really sure of what to do.

I can just say that it was nice to be tagged. It's proof that I exist. Like getting mail. That's also proof that I exist.

I just yelled at my mom though. I should go and say I'm sorry, to restore peace. See? I can act like an adult.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14265090/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/14265090/ Mon, 20 Aug 2007 23:56:03 PDT
I have to finish that painting to mom's friend's son's 30th birthday. BORING! Don't know why I agreed in the first place.

I have to call the electricity company and ask what I need to do before I move. Even MORE boring.

I have to get flowers to the funeral, clean my desk (ie the kitchen table), send off all the ebay stuff, send the pictures to my uncle, write my CV and print it, meet my friend downtown and try to be social, buy a book to write in, arrange for bus and train tickets to the other side of the country, look for that poster in Kerrang for a friend and try to not forget to eat lunch and dinner. All of this today. Siiiiiigh.

So, the question remains; what am I doing online?

*stomps off*

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13953414/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13953414/ Tue, 31 Jul 2007 08:46:25 PDT
Not really, but it's going to have to be.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13897944/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13897944/ Fri, 27 Jul 2007 08:33:33 PDT
My grandmother died today.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13859102/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13859102/ Tue, 24 Jul 2007 11:32:17 PDT
Friends.

Compadres.

I have to ask something of you all.

PLEASE, don't reply to a comment with a "thank you", or a "thank u", or a "thanks" or any variation of those words.

Because this is what happens; I log in to deviantart and get excited, because it says I have three new messages. What can that be? Perhaps someone has seen and liked one of my artworks, and perhaps added it to their favourites? Or maybe - le gasp - even COMMENTED on them?

But oh no. It's three variations of "thanks" (complete with a happy smilie); replies to comments I have made on other people's deviations.

Le SIGH.

Why? Why do people do that? I write a comment because I want to tell someone that I apprechiate their art - not to start a conversation! If I want to start a conversation, I will a ) ask a question, and/or b ) request something more than a "thanks".

I am a member of deviantart. I do artworks and put them here, for the world (well, I'm not that well-known yet, but ... you know) to see. I KNOW that comments are apprechiated. People comment TOO SELDOM on other people's art. COMMENTS ARE GOLD! See, I KNOW this, because I FEEL THE SAME WAY!

There is really no need for people to let me know that they apprechiate my comments. I know they do. I know YOU do. So please ... people, please. If you desperately want to let me know that you apprechiated my comment ... at least do it using full sentences. Okay? That's all I ask.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13780474/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13780474/ Wed, 18 Jul 2007 10:18:39 PDT
I had had a horrible day at work (you know, one of those days when every customer seems to be out to get you, and even the weather is working against you), and came home to an empty canvas.

I sat down on the balcony (in a very uncomfortable position, I might add) and started painting while listening to music. And I totally forgot about time and space.

Music and art belong together. Actually, I think they're different aspects of the same thing.

Anyway. I stopped a few hours later, and tried to get up from the floor. Uncomfortable position for hours = unsteady me.

And I was all calm. I don't have to THINK when I'm painting or drawing like that while listening to music. All I have to think about is where the black colour goes and where I should place the grey dot and what kind of brush I should use ... and all that is on auto-pilot anyway.

That's nice, that feeling.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13669517/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13669517/ Mon, 09 Jul 2007 09:44:46 PDT
But, apparantly it wasn't as bad as I had imagined it to be.

Booters was the one who tagged me, and I am supposed to list six weird habits/things/hates about myself in my journal. That is, apparantly, a rule. Then I'm supposed to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names, and comment on their devpage.

So here goes:

1. I'm körivägg. Which kinda means subborn. So I'm not gonna list six things. I'm gonna list five. Just BECAUSE. Hah.

2. I don't like to intrude on people, at least not on certain days. Today is such a certain day. So I will not choose the next six people and tag them. That'd be mean. I will, in stead, offer it to the readers of this journal. You want to get tagged? Be my guest then. You don't want it? Then don't. Easy as that.

3. I hate spam and chainletters. So this will probably be the only time I do such a thing. If you don't send me a really amusing one. In which case I might change my mind.

4. My mood is very ... up-and-down. I now love chainletters.

5. Now I hate them again.




Wow. That was easy.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13659617/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13659617/ Sun, 08 Jul 2007 14:23:21 PDT
I feel so inferior.

I don't know if that's good or bad.

Don't get me wrong; I am content with most things I do. But one can't even compare that to what some people on here are doing. They create ... MUSIC ... in their pictures. I can't explain it any better. They make me ... FEEL.

Feeling. That's what it's all about, huh?

Here I go again. My mind's going "I wish I could do this, I wish I could do that, I wish I could ...!"

That's probably the reason why I don't have a style. I see so much that inspires me ... there's just no time to stick with one style and develop it.

How I admire people who does that.

The people who can make me Feel.

I admire them. And envy them.

And I am oh so inferior to them.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13274521/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/13274521/ Sat, 09 Jun 2007 06:54:31 PDT
... but we'll see. Things don't always turn out the way we plan them to. Plus, I have laundry tonight.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12910894/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12910894/ Thu, 10 May 2007 13:08:50 PDT

So, I'm off for a little more than a week. It's gonna be awesome. A whole week of not needing to do anything. Yay!

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12838966/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12838966/ Fri, 04 May 2007 11:08:31 PDT
See, my friend sent me Skittles in a box, and I am currently eating them. And they consist of sugar. Like, 110% sugar. And when I OD on sugar, I get ... well, like this. Kinda hyper. And very happy. And I get energy, oooooh, so much energy. To do things, but I have no patience, so I don't do stuff anyway.

And I get the weirdest sense of humour when I'm high on sugar. Ah, what am I saying, I always have a weird sense of humour (which makes it the best sense of humour in the world, but still), but when I'm high on sugar it gets worse. Or better, depending on ... how much sugar you've had.

Damn, Skittles are addictive. *eyes wide* *shakes head* *shudders* Okay, just a FEW more ... HAHAHA, I have to character, we know it's not just gonna be a few more, don't we? Okay. I'm rambling now, not that I care or anything, it was just stating a fact ...

What? You don't follow me? Just as well, really, you don't know where I'm headed. It might not be a place you'll like. It's very high up. *giggle* Okay. Just a few more. I'm off!

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12761423/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12761423/ Sat, 28 Apr 2007 00:40:15 PDT
It's not like it's difficult. It's not like it's dangerous or anything. It's not like it's a Sacrifice.

*nods*

I can do this.

It's only for a weekend, after all.

What am I going to do? I hear you ask. Well. I'm spending the weekend with my relatives. And no, they're not horrible people - they're really great people, really.

Then why am I pep-talking to myself?

Because I've been home alone for days now ... and I'm used to the peace and quiet. My family is NOT peaceful or quiet. They're quite an intense bunch of people.

It's gonna be fun

I can totally do this.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12668693/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12668693/ Fri, 20 Apr 2007 14:30:02 PDT
I don't know what happened, but I've changed.

I have no dreams, no hopes, and most importantly, no goals in life. Don't get me wrong; I'm not depressed or anything, and most defintely not suicidal. I'm content with life in general.

And that, friends, is where the problem lies.

I'm just content. I don't feel like I Need anything, so I don't pursue anything. I don't go after anything. I don't hope for, or fight for, anything. I'm content.

All my life, people have told me that I can do whatever I want, that I can become everything I want. I'm lucky that way ... to have people to encourage me and all ... and I feel so undeserving of their faith. I feel like I let them all down simply by not becoming anything I could have become.

Sure, I can do whatever I want, you know ... but I don't have the motivation to do anything. I must be such a disappointment to people.

I just don't know what I want to do with my life. I don't think I'll ever know. What if I've stopped feeling things altogether? What if I'll never get it back? I'm scared.

But it's all right. Really, it is. Because I'm content. Content with life in general.

I'm also ending this rant here. And going to bed. Everything gets better after a good night's sleep.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12336068/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12336068/ Mon, 26 Mar 2007 12:35:48 PDT
So no more painting for Ihni today.

I'll just lay it aside ... and look at it again tomorrow. With awake eyes. And ... stuff. Probably change a lot of things. I'm pretty happy so far. Guess that'll change until tomorrow.

Why did I write this? Noone's interested anyway. Well, I had a few minutes until my popcorn's done (it's done now), and Prison Break starts in a few minutes. Ah, Mondays ...

I'm off!

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12156832/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/12156832/ Mon, 12 Mar 2007 13:19:53 PDT
... then I get stuck.

I'm thinking "Oh, I'm just gonna check this ONE SINGLE PERSON's gallery" ... and then I'm stuck. SO stuck. Because I don't only check that one single person's gallery.

I'm also checking that one single person's favourites. Like, five pages of them. And then I have to check out THOSE people's galleries, and then THEIR favourites ...

... and there are so many of them.

*sigh*

"Just one more."
"I can't have more than 20 windows up at the same time."
"Okay, 30."
"40 ..."
"Okay, I can only check TWO pages back in each person's favourites-gallery."
"... or three."
"Okay, when it's 9 pm, I'll stop and log out."
"Nine thirty."
"... when Prison Break starts."

But now, my friends, I'm gonna show you a bit of will power! I'm gonna BREAK FREE of the bonds of Deviantart! I'm gonna log off!

... and it has nothing what so ever to do with the fact that Prison Break is starting in a few minutes.

I'm lying. It has everything to do with that.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11956910/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11956910/ Sun, 25 Feb 2007 05:25:27 PST
And also, I have (yet again) discovered that it's very easy to get stuck here on deviantart. Have you noticed? You go into someone's favourites ... then you choose a few of the ones you like, open them in new windows ... go into THEIR favourites ... and so on and so on and so on until you either have to go to the bathroom, or your computer crashes. And sometimes, not even that's enough to stop you. And all the time I'm thinking: "Okay, this is the last one, after this one I'll stop ... ooooh, look at THAT!"
I have no character.

I have a cold aswell. Felt very bad for myself a few days ago, but I'm getting better. Lots of C-vitamins (well, at least ONE orange a day, that counts, right? And there's C-vitamins in chocolate ... right?), and then the best cure ever; warm milk with honey and ginger. Oh yeah. Gimme a few more days, and I'm back to my normal self. Which may not be a good thing, now that I think about it ...

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11865071/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11865071/ Sun, 18 Feb 2007 08:31:46 PST Like them too I do, so yey!
Red and blue and lovely green
Prettiest stuff you've ever seen

I have had a cold aswell
Working yesterday was hell
Slept eleven hours straight
Woke up; started to create

Sigh - I also work tomorrow
to my horror and my sorrow
But at least it pays my bills
Must remember painkiller pills ...

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11648681/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11648681/ Thu, 01 Feb 2007 14:35:23 PST
It's my birthday today. That's all good and well. But unfortunately, that means that the family will invade. And not just one day either, no no, they're coming for three days in a row! Which means:

* Baking
* Cooking
* Cleaning
* Entertaining family
* Being social
* Explaining my pathetic situation to everyone, three days in a row

... sigh. I would much rather spend the time in front of the screen, in Photoshop or with a pen and paper.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11505423/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11505423/ Sat, 20 Jan 2007 12:18:01 PST
And I'm in love.

I can feel creativity lurking up behind me, ready to stike me down! *looks over shoulder* Nothing there ...
*turns around*

Ah!

*creativity is standing in front of me with an evil grin on its face, holding a pen in one hand and a paper in the other, advancing on me slowly*

*me backing up*

But but ... I don't have time ... I don't have the TIME!

*creativity keeps walking, still smiling evilly*

*I back into a wall*

DAMN YOU STOCK PHOTOGRAPHERS!!

*creativity strikes me down*

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11434161/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11434161/ Sun, 14 Jan 2007 11:58:44 PST
First of all; if you buy them, how do you pay?
Are they delivered home to your house?
Is it like a photo, or on normal paper?
What happens with them if they're not bought? Are they just thrown away then or what? Is it like a limit somewhere; "If no one buys one of these in three months, it's OUT OF HERE!"
Also, what kind of people buy prints?

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11091367/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/11091367/ Sun, 17 Dec 2006 06:28:11 PST
Updated today. Am not so happy with it. Spent hours with it ... damnit. Hate water colors. But whatever.

I wish I could ... do stuff. NICE stuff. Like, draw like some of the AMAZING people here on deviantart. The more time I spend here, watching what people do, the more I hate the things I do. Or try to do ... But I guess that's good in a way. It makes me try even harder ... sometimes.

Mostly, though, I'm just going "I can't get the fucking trees right ... damn, I will kill everyone in the world!"*




*= Totally an Eddie Izzard quote.

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/10867983/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/10867983/ Mon, 27 Nov 2006 12:53:09 PST
Too many hours on fanfiction.net and here, on deviantart.com, has made me go nuts! My mind is full of ... stuff! It needs to get out! The more I'm online, the fuller my head gets, and the fuller my head gets, the harder it gets to get the stuff out! Help me!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aah!

]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/10048503/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/10048503/ Tue, 12 Sep 2006 09:48:54 PDT
I don't have a style. I must have the most mixed gallery on deviantart ... especially lately. I try something, then I move on. I don't stop to learn how to make it, I just try it.

I wish that I had a personal style, something that would make people go "Oh, that's the work of Ihni, for sure!". But no. Not me. Damn my short attention span. ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/9814808/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/9814808/ Tue, 22 Aug 2006 10:49:55 PDT ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/9584616/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/9584616/ Thu, 03 Aug 2006 05:45:29 PDT ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/8529998/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/8529998/ Thu, 20 Apr 2006 09:46:26 PDT ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/8359939/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/8359939/ Tue, 04 Apr 2006 02:39:08 PDT
I don't have a steady income, so I can't get my own place.
I don't have a job, so I have to continue searching, for places where thousands and thousands other apply.

I. Can't. Get. A. Fucking. Job.

I have good grades, better than most, really. I am fast to learn new things, I'm positive, I behave, I'm nice, I like to help ...

... yet I can't get a fucking job.

What do I have to do? Threaten someone and go to jail? Take someone hostage and go to jail? Kill someone and go to jail?

At least, in jail I will have my own space, right? Now, I live on a mattress on the floor behind the sofa in the living room ... at my mom's house. It's not as bad as it sounds, but ... guess what?

I want a fucking job.

Problem is, I can't GET a fucking job.

If this continues, I'll have to try one of the three big no-no's; Prostitution, Professional Killing or ... Telemarketing. *shudders*

Or selling my soul on ebay. Or my virginity. Or my sanity. Or my pride.

If this is being a grown-up, I'm off to Neverland. ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/7880387/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/7880387/ Mon, 13 Feb 2006 05:58:06 PST I want to be able to draw manga! I am extremely facinated by DNAngel at the moment and I would give a stranger's left leg to be able to draw like that! GODDAMNIT!
Sorry about my language, I just get frustrated.
And no, I don't wanna LEARN - I just wanna wake up one morning and KNOW HOW TO DO IT! ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/7244370/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/7244370/ Wed, 07 Dec 2005 05:44:32 PST ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/6665978/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/6665978/ Mon, 03 Oct 2005 06:02:59 PDT So if you don't say nice things now, I'm gonna be really disappointed

And also, I bought myself a recordable DVD-player, so now I can record old VHS tapes to DVD. I rule. ]]> ~ihni http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/6509344/ http://ihni.deviantart.com/journal/6509344/ Thu, 15 Sep 2005 06:25:48 PDT ~ihni