I just wanted to tell you that I'm still not dead yet. And there's MOAR STUFFZ on my HD but right now I'm just too tired to fight the error messages that tell me to wait for another 5 minutes (which I don't, of course).
And yes, although I don't show my face here too often as of late, I always check out ALL of your new artworks and the majority of journal entries (eventually). I haven't buried my own camera either, I usually just don't have the time to upload my photos here, with captions and descriptions and all. Those of you who follow my blog (yes, I know that I discriminate most of the world as I write in Estonian) have seen most of these pics before but you can just consider yourselves lucky
What's my life like in general right now? Well... I work, I study and I have become a sociable person (read: Ms Drink-a-lot) again. Once again I have friends and generally nice people right here around me, not somewhere far, far away. That's also one of the reasons why I spend less time on the net. A lot of stuff has happened and the first months of 2008 were so full of action that I could write at least five different soap operas about it and become filthy rich. If only I weren't so lazy, you know... Anyway. Life has its ups and downs but ever since I became single again I've developed a more positive view on life than it ever used to be. Although a friend of mine told me he feels more and more normal when I'm around, I'm totally going to ignore that
So I guess it's still early to tell what is to become of me. But if I don't go to sleep right now, I won't be feeling too alive when I wake up in less than six hours. I wish I had more time to sleep though.
And hopefully I'll find a moment to upload some more shots soon.
P.S. I'm a natural talent at Guitar Hero 3 for PC! I had practiced for only about two hours and I managed to finish Slayer's 'Raining Blood' TWICE, on MEDIUM!!! It had taken my friends weeks of hard gaming to get that far, their faces looked absolutely priceless XD Just imagine, some chick walks in, takes a look at what you're playing and wants to try. And then totally aces it, regardless of the fact that she's never ever played the game before 8D Believe me when I say that I was devastated when I found out that my laptop is FAR too weak for it
P.P.S. A very good game to play with friends: take a song title and add 'in the toilet'. Some friends and I absolutely roared with laughter yesterday night after I came up with 'This Is The New Shit In The Toilet' and 'Use Your Fist And Not Your Mouth In The Toilet' XD









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We don't love "because", but "despite".
This is why there is no such thing as perfect. A flawless beauty would be blank without any appeal nor character. Its scars are what defines it and what inspires emotion... from that moment, it becomes art.
Full-time work + full-time school = not too inspired
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Say just words to me.
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We don't love "because", but "despite".
This is why there is no such thing as perfect. A flawless beauty would be blank without any appeal nor character. Its scars are what defines it and what inspires emotion... from that moment, it becomes art.
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We don't love "because", but "despite".
This is why there is no such thing as perfect. A flawless beauty would be blank without any appeal nor character. Its scars are what defines it and what inspires emotion... from that moment, it becomes art.
(It's so bleak and horrible outside all the time, I can't take photos of pretty winter weather although I want to... WE HAVE NO SNOW! T_T Might take some emotive self-portraits soon... *sigh*)
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Say just words to me.
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We don't love "because", but "despite".
This is why there is no such thing as perfect. A flawless beauty would be blank without any appeal nor character. Its scars are what defines it and what inspires emotion... from that moment, it becomes art.
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Say just words to me.
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We don't love "because", but "despite".
This is why there is no such thing as perfect. A flawless beauty would be blank without any appeal nor character. Its scars are what defines it and what inspires emotion... from that moment, it becomes art.
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