miss-accused

I was sick of looking at that last journal, it was kind of a downer. So! I really have nothing to say. I'm gonna start uploading more arty stuff. *What? This is an art site? Since WHEN?!* By arty stuff I think I mean more drawing crap. (I'm sorry. I'm just not very good at drawing. But we'll see, yea?) And possibly more photographs but I feel like any of my actually good photographs are just luck anyway. PLUS. PLUS. I lost my camera connecty to computer thingy, so that's kind of a hindrance. As for writing, no. No. I have a separate account for that (apparently I've been spelling separate wrong for years). And no, you don't get to know what

"Picasso can point to a painting, a writer can point to a book. What can I point to?" This is a quote from our Show Choir Show, which was a rendition of Working, which is a rendition of the book by Studs Terkel. It has had me thinking lately, what do I have to point to? I have some grades, not all of them worthy of looking at, much less pointing to as an accomplishment. I have friends, but those relationships aren't hard. We don't fight, we don't have problems. Why point to something if it doesn't take effort? I have some ideas that I haven't turned into tangible things, I can't point to those. I can't show someone that this is what I have d

I was getting really sick of how my journal was blank and non-filled and all that jazz. Here's a quick little memo on things: 1. This isn't my first dA account, although with luck it may be my first one without crap on it. 2. I actually started recovering from the violent flaming I received on a site far far away, and realized that I'm really not /that/ bad at drawing. So I started again. 3. I'm lazy. Really really lazy. Like, so lazy that you can't even comprehend how lazy I am. So get ready for me not having art up for a while, although I am making an somewhat honest effort right now to dredge up some non-crap stuff out of my brain. So th