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What a year...

January: The ultimate job ever!

February: Great escape!

March: Julie and I started going out!

April: Unfortunately, I had to leave her. :(

May: Full month of paranoia.

June: Escape to Toronto!

July: Depressed in Toronto

August: Film work in Toronto!

September: Back in Vancouver... weighing my options.

October: Two films made for the year... WHOA

November: Massive depression...

December: Waiting for the year to end.

HEY!!
--> *ASK* *me* *ANY* *question* <--

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i luv life

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( 2 of <3s )
i need to get a tumblr again cuz that is about 40% of what i do with my life...but it's ok cuz i luv life remember?

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( remind me to be this girl[for[ever] halloween] )

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remember, the secret to happiness is being busy. that's not some sort of disguised depressing statement, it's the truth, do a lot of things and see and fuck a lot of things and whatever. because i sure am happiest when im the busiest. and obviously uhh my old age and wisdom gives me permission to give you advice uhhhhh. hahahah. so if you feel offended go back and read this paragraph again and that is basically describing the last few weeks of my life.
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(things i bought today for $25:
copper color earrings
earrings (to be a gift)
bag made from that cloth/pattern that stoners in america like to wear?? (to gift)
miseducation of lauryn hill
erykah badu live
10-24 bolts and washers
epoxy glue
6 pairs of thermal mens socks
tamale
hot chocolate)

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love you, stay dangerous, sua

some silly stuff from tonight

ooooh it's chilly outside, 0degrees F or worse
took a break from final projects to watch 'meantime', for tim roth and gary oldman are the best
gary oldman is extremely attractive oh god

i havent watched made in britain yet but OH GOD, tim roth also makes an extremely attractive skinhead.


i'm dead!i'm in love! i'm dead!i'm in love!
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okay i hope if you're in cold parts you're staying off that chill with some lovelove, and if you're in hot parts you're keeping cool. and if you're in the middle parts then ummm do whatever you're doing. bye!

( on )
ooo mebe i should go into textiles instead. next semester i'm taking a 'collective weaving' class...i have no clue what it is actually but it was the only open textiles class.
SNNNNIIIfflessssz

It's cold. I don't think you understand. The GODDAMN SUN went down AT FUCKING 5 in the afternoon. 5PM. The whole day was overcast and then the sun went home early. I'm wearing three layers of clothing including socks and a hood INDOORS. My brain just wants to go to sleep all the damn time. Against all reason, the more I use my hands, the colder and more rickety they get. They hurt when I wake up. This must be what arthritis feels like.

And it's dry. My throat feels like...there is honestly no way of describing it. It's like I want to drink but my body is saying you don't need water. It's so cold, you're just going to pee it all out. PEE OUT everything you just DRANK.

Unholy gods...I'm thirsty but I'm freezing. This is why people turn into alcoholics, the fucking weather. Fuck you weather.

I will not open that 40 in the ref. I will not drink alone at home for no reason.

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On a completely unrelated note, there are two reasons to watch Blades of Glory: Amy Poehler in slutty dresses and Jenna Fischer in lingerie.

i think his facial tattoos are incredibly aesthetically pleasing, no joke. the weird constellation of symbols shows this really weird abandon... i lovelovelove the fcking cross on his forehead, teardrop tattoos, "fear" "god" on his eyelids...i want them all so badly the combination is so beautiful.

( weezy )

As the year ends. I usually leave a bit of the year behind and move forward with sanity intact. Certain things that I like that only really matters for that year. Certain habits and certain fandoms. Of course, that's what makes the year special, looking back at it and claiming that that year is a year for that particular thing. Resolutions are easy to write but it's hard to realize and put into action.

One particular thing is addressing my bad habit of procrastination. It's there and it's not going to go away. However, one can control it. Looking back at my Livejournal, it seems that my contribution to this area has waned down as soon as this year began. This year has been left unchronicled, however the memories learned within the year serve as a guiding light to the bright future.

I've always looked at the many things throughout the year as regrets. I should've done this, I should've done that. Of course hindsight is 20-20. Instead, I should look at them as experiences and lessons. Yeah, it kept me back from doing what I needed to do. However, it has also opened up doors and experiences I haven't tried before.

Yet of course, I also realized that what I needed to do, I haven't been doing and instead side tracked by the things I thought I should be doing.

Time to sit my ass down and work on the pages.

2010... I'm ready for ya.

what a confusing machine



( nicer photos of stuff i may have already posted oooo )


bless your lil hearts
sua

Reading Promethea on the train, the train, by the way, is awesome, I love the train... Reading Promethea on the train, there was this really graphic scene where an old magician goes down on the demi-goddess. Except he's not actually performing oral sex on her, he's drinking from the grail of compassion, of feminine power, which represents the needs and wants of all mankind.

I laughed. It was an amazing piece of writing and I laughed.

I made myself crispy bacon and eggs, sunny side up, with rice and a glass of fresh orange juice on a cold morning. You have no idea how big the smile on my face was.

I went to the Los Angeles Central Library for the first time ever. It was breathtaking. My breath? Taken. Just, you know, gone. The murals in the rotunda were sad and vaguely racist but I let that pass. I can appreciate nearly anything done with that much skill. I stood there next to the giant Christmas tree and stared...and spun a little. I mean, it's a rotunda. You'd have to.

Just a few minutes ago I found myself getting excited about watching a DVD. Ghost Town. It was a let down but that's not the point. I got excited. That's enough.

Last night I met some good people at a new friend's birthday. I was told that I'm sweet. I got a warm drunken hug.

My life has joy again.

Soon it'll have art.

these are some detail shots of a 10 x 20 painting (okay its more of a painted drawing) i did.



i took this at an angle, the kid has a body and feet too!



jellyfishy-y-y



i tightened up a LOT, i'd like to loosen up considerably. BUT learning, learning.