Tracey / Comments

Pot. Smoked some last night. (Kidding. Drugs are for the less hardcore. Oh, did I just make a rhyme!?) Kettle. Boiled some water in that to make coffee... Though I think my coffee's gone cold. Oh, you know. Everyone on the internet is a pedophile at some point... Well, not a pedophile, but at least a creepy stalker / celebrity-gushing-obsessor? Maybe not. -facepalm- Oh! You asked me what music I like, didn't you? I just remember. Mostly I listen to The Horrors and The Blackout these days... Some Madina Lake and Lostprophets.

A tablet! Right-o. Was on the tip of my tongue. I was looking into them before. Uh. You don't know me very well. I've said my farewells to sunshine a long time ago. I spend all of my time inside. On the computer. Talking to people like you on the internet... XD

I want to get one of those... Draw pad things? Well, the things that you hook up to your computer that come with a mouse and a pen, and you can use the pen to draw? :3 Haha.

I need to start giving a f_ck about everything. I'll scan this photo for you tomorrow. I'll probably just leave it as a kind-of sketch. I color things and they decide to suck afterwards. XD

Stomach people? I have a girl... Oh, I really like this. :/ Haha. I wish my ink pens hadn't run out of ink.

I've got... A doodle of an emo kid? -scratches head, tries to draw shoes-

Blergh, yes. That's the worst part. They all start piling up and then it's clutter and chaos.

I'm sorry. :( It was just on when I came into my room, since I left my television on. We don't have any napkins! And, how are you with making banners? Don't have a graphic design program on this computer and I feel that if I have the story banner made, the idea will come to mind. 'Cause I'm cool like that. I'm also going to search for some paper. Or something. ...-whistles- lol.

I'm kind of like... Just dead in the brain. Watching Ace of Cakes. I don't know. And my iPod won't charge, either. So I'm dying. I need music as my basic for inspiration. I wish I had something to draw on / with. I'm lacking in the supplies department. XD

I get that. All the time.

Although it's more like that with my writing. Gave up my pride and joy story to start my new pride and joy.

D: I doubt you're out of practice! Art's like riding a bike, you can't forget it.

I'd love to see it though.

I'm drinking a cup of coffee right now. Loads of sugar in it, too. It's going to make me nuts but oh well. Then I'll most likely have another and... We all know how it goes. :) Ah, it has to do with my internet life; internet friends, role playing. That kind of thing. I love some of the people I've met online, but I wish there were some people I could un-meet. And I have writer's block. It's killing me. I want to write something.

It depends. I kind of have insomnia. Sometimes I just can't sleep. I do get kind of delirious, though. God, I hate sitting on this downstairs computer. I'm so friggin' unfocused down here... But that's cool. I don't know when I'm going to get my sketchbook. I'm really stressed out right now, actually. It's been one hell of a day, let me tell you. Haha.

Stomach people? >.> I dunno if I remember those quite so well. I remember the fishes though.

Bah, I should be doing the rest of my poetry project and my persusasive essay. But I'm just on the web and playing with Photoshop and not at all preparing for my essay tomorrow.

Yes! Stamp of approval! Haha. I didn't get to bed until six in the morning and I still didn't manage to get any writing done... How are you today?

All I want is for the drop-cloth to NOT be so fucking slippery that when I sit on it on my bed I slide off. That's not cool.

Meh, it's good enough. I'm done. It's sorta good, not how I intended on it, but I'm no Rembrandt. It's English class so I sorta don't give a fuck.

Mmph. I did the painting and it's stupid.
Stupid and semi-impressionist and it failed.
I intended on a sunset peeking out from behind trees...but I got so pissed off with the (lack of) blending that I just took my sponge brush and covered it all up. And now it's a foresty thing with a lot of sponged white snow and shit.
I'll show you later, I guess.

Your art is off the shiznit.

I understand. However, the post-its my friends find in some of my textbooks have said absurd things such as, "Sleep forever my little angel." And yeah, it really does only make sense to you. (By the way, that is an actual post-it. I have them stuck to a poster on my wall for when I need to write on them, and that one is stuck to the side of my desk. Quite honestly, I have no clue where it even developed from.)

You should get some sleep. I've been up since 6:30 AM because today was the last day of school. I did take a nap somewhere in the day, though. And I know what you mean by not having time. I'm exactly the same way with any form of my writing. It's horrible, really.

My school has about 500 students... I just don't enjoy trying to play favorites, so I distance myself from the teachers; sucks when they grade you on your participation (which is utter rubbish, in my opinion.)

See, that's the thing. My friend (who graduated this year) and a lot of other people who have taken the art class thought it was extremely odd that my girlfriend and I (only my girlfriend and I) received B's during this one quarter. [i]No one[/i] gets a B in art and it pissed me off, because I'm currently in the art class to leave high school with an art major... She grades Jess and I close to the same, too. :/ I'm just like, "We are two individual people, you know." I think she also doesn't like the fact that we prefer to sit by ourselves. It blows.

I've been writing for about ten years now. Ever since I was little. Same with art, but there is a difference in the passion. Maybe if you tried to stay away from pen and paper and lock yourself away with a word program? I don't know, haha. I'm weird when it comes to art/writing. Most of the time I'm doodling around poems that I've doodled next to notes in my copybooks at school, haha.

My writing style? Er... I'm not exactly sure. I have some poems / stories / journals up if you'd like to judge for yourself. I'm not exactly sure what defines 'writing style.' And I'm glad that you're away right now because it's a real life saver. I'm in the same time zone as New York. We're practically NY's next door neighbor. Haha.