quote of the moment
".And some say, Old Gregg is like a, a big fish finger, but big! Like um, like a garage. As big as a garage. Imagine that fish finger, when you can see it is as big as a garage, oh! It isn't small, it's the big one! Like that"
-The moon.

I thought I'd make an informative, well written, well executed entry. Remembering that I have no idea how to do that, I thought I'd take the usual route to where what I say in my blog takes me. Saying absolute bullocks you don't really care about but for some reason you keep on reading anyway because there isn't' much to do around your space or you are some how curious to what the title of my blog suggests. I should really change it to something more spiffier.
Brighton has been quite a dull place to be in lately, mostly because of the cold and because I'm under 18 and look 17. How do I know I look 17? I try to buy copic markers, but the clerk says I look under 18, at college people go "WHAAT you looked older!" when I tell them I'm 16. Therefore I look 17.

Oh what joy has the wonderful world of television advertisements has brought to my gift pick up annoying songs that loops forever in my head for weeks upon weeks until the point of suicide. Currently playing in my head is the Pot Noodle rap. It goes like so:



It's a pretty good and catchy song....but I don't liek pot noodle D: .
There's a pot noodle ballad too, but I'll spare you from it...today.

EDIT: oh by the way, new myspace account: http://www.myspace.com/pinkzombieATTACK

Hairable

Excuse the title, it's what's being written that you want.
Well this week it's been half term and I of course as always have been doing bugger all. (well, other than prancing around the house in my underwear whilst taking liberty of finally having the house to myself all day). Halloween is approaching and as well as trying to figure out what to be by then, I've been having trouble choosing what colour to bleach my hair. Pink and blue is what I've been trying to choose from (since I'm going through a weird phase of wearing only blacks, blues and pinks). I'd love to have both but there is the risk of it looking incredibly awful on me. One colour's all right for now.
If I dye it pink, I'm staying safe since I've already done that. If I dye it blue I'll look like everyone else in college.
blue is the current trend I think.

I want to paint my skin red :|.
and look like this -->

Hah. I don't know, I'm in a bit of an odd mood tonight. It's a way I can get away the suspense and agitation I get from watching MostHaunted Live!
I watch it because I find it entertaining, don't care whether it's real or not. Still good tv I say.
If I want "real" ghosts, spirits and whatever lurks by the end of your bed, I can go talk to my mum.
You'd think the phrase "lurks by the end of your bed" would make me feel anxious about going to bed, but no!
I'm staying in the living room where there's a tv and big bowl of sweets.

"Dong Hai Yang Buo Qian Ceng Lang,
Lang Hua Cai Yun Dang,
Lang Juan Ni Wo Cheng Yun Fei"
♥

Want to see something really sexy?

Drawing with drawing machines is fun, fun, fun!

Have you ever suddenly realized you really do have feelings for a friend when it's just too awkward to?
...
This weekend is going to be full of angst, isn't it?

Tegaki mad

Forever I have been wondering how the popular drawing program site "Tegaki E" had become so addicting to almost everyone who uses it. At the beginning I found the system frustrating to work with being so used to the luxuries of oekaki apps. and other systems that have layers, opacity and tablet pressure sensitivity. Few seconds after starting whatever I've tried to draw I'd give up and do something else.
They've just recently added an opacity control which seemed to have made it much easier to draw on. Though it could be the benefits of painting and drawing all day long showing.

I shouldn't be getting myself addicted really. I need to get cracking on finishing my artwork before the assessment deadline.







I've been more aware of the colours I use in my compositions recently.
I've been very particular to red skin with blue/ green-blue hair.
..hmm...

A church that's nearby my college that I took during a lunch break. It is gigantic. This picture doesn't show the incredible scale of it. A friend and I have questioned whether it had multiple floors or just one big ceiling. We had a sneak peek one lunch time and it looked to be one huge ceiling. It isn't fully clarified. We have to actually walk through the church door to see. We? I mean "I" since my friend has a fear of religious architecture and art... or something. Someday I'll drag her into a church with me. Just to see what reaction she'll make.

I bought some new crap. I'd take pictures of them and show you...but no. Check my facebook photo album if you're a friend.
Modern Toss For The Win!

Mwah

This was a quick doodle on GIMP. I've been doing a lot of really odd faces.
Also, I've been wanting to something o my hair similar to her hair. For the sake of my family and mostly Jen's paranoia of me completely butchering my hair I'm going to just wait a couple more years. In a way I'm almost halfway there! One side's way longer than the other. No one's noticed though I don't think. Until my hair grows even longer and it becomes more obvious.

ಠ_ಠ I found somewhere where I can get plugs and I don't need a parents consent. Yay.

N'kay.

Pfft. I don't know what to do right now. Either play some Samurai Warriors or curl up in a nice warm blanket on the couch.
Debating whether I should buy another hat. That bowler hat for 20 pounds at Paradise is tempting to buy...but
argh.
I must buy something other than hats.

Elephants

Giant buggers, aren't they? Very peaceful when you watch them on television despite the threat of predators and poachers that lie in wait for them. If you live in Brighton and are a person who likes to walk and wander in their spare time (especially around the Pavilion gardens) you may have seen the plastic elephant hedges. It was a splendid surprise to see when running to college one Friday morning. The positions they were put in were rather awkward, but splendid nonetheless.
I managed to take some pictures. They aren't the best quality and editing them on GIMP didn't help much.


Do you know what I'm having trouble taking a picture of? Squirrels. They've suddenly come face to face (not literally thank God) to a few recently on my way home and I never have my camera ready on me. When I do they run away from me.
Next time I see one, I'm just going to just throw a rock at them really hard, then take a picture of them.
I don't know why I want to take a picture of a squirrel, I just do.

College is draining me of all my money. I'm loosing money faster than I'm running out of art supplies. WHY DO THEY NOT WARN ME BEFORE I ENROLLED?!
WHY DO THEY TALK TO US AS IF EVERYTHING IS RIDICULOUSLY CHEAP?
I FEEL LIKE I'M BEING ROBBED.
RAH.
[cough]
If the landlord doesn't send me that blasted residency thing by the end of this week so I can get a bank account to get an EMA I might probably...cry... or something far more dramatic.

I was hoping to make this blog a sketch blog. I haven't got anything other than words and photos at the moment.
...
er..

One morning...

...Whilst idly looking around my college library from the table I was sitting at I was looking across at the other students studying, researching , working, doing the things that I should have really been doing then. I had been to the library many times and I've almost seen and visually memorized every section of the library. I thought at the time I've been through the whole library, there's nothing I haven't seen but I saw something in that moment of procrastinating from my work that I never noticed before. The ceiling above me was a huge window showing a bright blue sky and in one corner of the window, the top of a building that was opposite the college. It was like I was looking at a painting. A live painting with a couple of flying seagulls flying through from time to time. Amazing . I found myself staring at it for what seemed to be 20 minutes and stopped after I caught my eye on a couple of students that were giving me the "you're coo coo" sign. Later that afternoon, realizing how I had missed such an amazing sight in the library, I found I had missed so much other things in town when I looked up (making sure I didn't bump into anything or anyone of course). It's amazing what you can see when you change your point of view. You see a wonderful new world you never knew there existed. On the other hand, you may see something you never wished you did.

I'm not sure why I wrote that or why I thought it was write-worthy but I thought it was something to write about.
I've started to repeat words a lot in one sentence/ paragraph. Nasty habit. Should stop.