LOL, Pathetic. 8D

Who's pathetic? Well, who else but myself? Heehee, masochism much? Er, yeah. I've just read my previous entries, compared them to my friends' blogs and realization suddenly dawned upon me. Am I really blogging or am I just putting in random stuff? And if so, am I doing it right?

Is putting random stuff in not blogging? Or is it?

I phail in deep thinking. D=

And apparently, finding the right words to express myself.

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical

Because I'm Unlucky That Way

I have returned! Alas! I am not dead! 8D

Or am I?

Idk.

Anyway, reason as too why I'm suddenly blogging again is because I am sad. SAD. Seriously sad. Depressed, brooding, sulking, you name it. Why? Well, mother dearest bought me the Sims 3 game last week (or was it the week before that?) and when I, giddy little (pfft) unsuspecting naive child, installed the game into my computer--which btw, took me more than an hour to complete-- and clicked on the Sims 3 icon to dwell upon the awesome game that is Sims 3, I get the blue screen.

And yes, I've tried clicking on it again. And again. ...and again.

All (insert number here) attempts were in vain and I am stuck here in blogspot.com, typing up my misfortune. D,=

And yes, it's an original game, thus, Idk why it won't work.

Sad much.

Gah.

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical

School Has Started...

and I am totally unhappy.

UNHAPPY!

D=

Seriously, not only am I loaded with homework--thanks to ONE teacher, who I btw, used to call my fave teach because his subject is TOTALLY easy, (used to be) homework-less and well, yeah--I don't even have time for myself anymore!

Okay, total lie, but I do have homework and I don't know what to do. o3o

D=

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY (particularly because I literally have nothing else to say...or because I have to do my homework now. D=)!

-Positively Cynical
P.s, SHOUT OUT TO MY TOTALLY AWESOME FRIEND WHO HAS JUST RETURNED FROM HER TRIP TO SOMEWHERE! (You know who you are! ;) ) YOU ARE GOING TO BE LOADED WITH WORK! Seriously, you will DIE! Heeheehee. Joke. WELCOME BACK!!

Mad Hatter Finished.

I'm back!!!!

*Horror music plus thunder effect*

Muhahahahahaha!

>___>

Okaaay, to much peanut butter. Seriously, that stuff is GOOD. =DDDDD

I feel so giddy! Particularly because I've finally finished my Chibi Mad Hatter drawing thing. Yessss! And I didn't mess up! ZOMG! It's the apocalypse!

Okay getting corny, back to the point. Yes, I have finally finished it. 8D

















And I am happy. For now. Perhaps you should expect a rant around 3 weeks. xD

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical

INTERNET! AMUSE ME! DDD8

I have nothing to do. At all. And it's still...10! D=

I feel so...depleted of all...knowledge of...internet-ing. Damn. Can't even type a sentence right. I FEEL SO FEEBLE! D=

I'd sooo try coloring my mad hatter picture thing but, b-but...Bah, I'll get on to it.

Nothing to do. So sad. D=

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical

Help? D=

Well, as for now, all I can say is that I'm happy.

I don't know about two minutes/hours/days/weeks/months/years from now though so, I shall cherish the moment. =w=

I can finally (yes, finally, meaning my past attempts were shit) draw chibi! (Idk/I forgot the plural form of chibi so let's just keep it at that.)




















(I know the quality sucks and all but the scanner is really fucked up. It's either almost-decent grayscale or really-terrible-eye-burning black and white (which is usually what you're supposed to pick in order to get good quality) so obviously, I chose the former of the two, not being able to handle the eye-rape and all and am basically stuck with something I'm really going to end up calling shit in the next how many minutes. =___=)

ZOMG! SHE HAS THE BIGGER VERSION! RUN!

I have yet to color it though and it's basically half done. Inking isn't totally finished but I'm getting there. My only problem is, as you can probably guess through my previous 'rants' on my other blog, my coloring sucks.

Therefore, I don't know what to do. I need to find someone to color for me. I don't trust myself on messing up my work 'cause getting mad at yourself is a lot more tiring than getting mad at someone else. Or was it the other way around?

Okay, I totally made that theory up, but you guys get the point right? .*^*.

Can someone color it for moi? D=

Otherwise the once mentioned pink iguana will get it.

And it isn't even mine. >___>

*Sanity/Mentality going doooooown*

*Insanity/Madness going uuuuuup*

Bai bai, sane-ness. Harro mad-ness. Ness. Ness. Echo. Echo.

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical.
P.s, This is, like, my version of The Mad Hatter. I've got other versions for the other characters as well, but I'm not showing them. Till I feel like it anyways. His hair is basically dark red, almost brown and the top part of the hat where the chain is is supposed to be gold, but I don't know if that'll work anymore. Color coding? Not my thing.

...D8

Ahem.
...
Yeah.
lkdsjfa;og
...
BLAH.
...
So I don't know what to type. Neither do I know what to do.
sdfha;g
*DYING*
...
I don't know what to do anymore.
SO BORING.
I.
AM.
DYING.
Seriously, boredom? The ultimate killer.
It could replace Barney.
Oh the horror.
...
Gonna doodle now.
Ta ta.
>____>

I HAS NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!
-Positively Cynical

When One Isn't Acquainted With The Phrase: "TIME MANAGEMENT"

Hyperactivity. Not exactly the best state when trying to adjust one's body clock. >___>

Seriously, school starts in five days and I really need to change my sleeping habits. I've been sleeping at 3am practically everyday now and I can't change.

There's always something to do at the last minute.

I look at the clock, "Oh, it's 11. I should get ready for bed."

Brush teeth.

Wash face.

Walk back into the room.

Sees sketchpad.

"Perhaps a little doodling wouldn't hurt."

Doodle, doodle.

Sketch, sketch.

Shade, shade.

"Phew, done and it only took..."

Looks at clock.

"HOLY SHIT!"

And it's been like that for the past few weeks already. >___>

Darn, I really need to readjust. Oh lookie, it's 11. I should get ready for bed.

.......

GAH!

I HAS NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical

N00b-itity

Aaaah. N00bs. There's bound to be one or two here and there wherever you go in the net. Be it they annoy you, amuse you, make an ass out of you, or bitch you. They're always there. They make the world go round! 8D

So let's celebrate! Make today a holiday for the n00bs who had unselfishly graced us with their unwanted attention. Make sure they know they are special! Flame them, bash them, embarrass them, you name it!

So long as they know they are (un)loved and (un)wanted. :3

Do make sure as not to mistake a Mod for a n00b because your annihilation from the site would be certain if you do.

I has nothing else to say!

-Positively Cynical
P.s, If you don't sense the sarcasm, I pity you. 8D

Amidst Insanity

Ha-HAH! I have returned! Alas, your master has made time to write/type on you! Be happy!

Yes, I am once again, talking to my blog. Have a problem with that? No? Good. :D

I don't know what to do right now. Seriously. I know I'm doing something but, you know...I have no idea.

Call me mental, call me insane. I DON'T CARE! 'Cause I don't. Seriously. I don't...

Okay, maybe I do...

A LITTLE!

...

I liek ice creeeam!

OwO

I HAS NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical
P.s, I should change my name to Positively Cryptic. Or Demented. Positively Demented. Or just plain Demented. Whichever deems fine. *Cuckoo*

The Mad Hatter Is Not Amused D=<

Ah, internet block. Don't you just love it?

'Cause really, when you go to sleep at 3am and your dad sneaks into your room the four hours later and installs the block thus leaving you completely confused and utterly dumbfounded when you open the internet page only to find the site has been blocked, you just get that really ecstatic feeling in the pit of your tummy, leaving shivers all over your body.

No wait. Ecstatic isn't the word, sorry.

It is RAGE.

*RAWR*

DAMNIT! WHY?! WHY?! I DO NOT READ/WATCH/WHATEVER PORN! I AM A GIRL WITH ENOUGH DIGNITY AND PRIDE AS NOT TO DO SO! CAN'T MY FATHER SEE THAT?! APPARENTLY NOT!

Sheesh.

Seriously.

He, of all people, should know that it is beyond my person to level myself with those porn addicted freaks who'd spend hours on end looking at malicious videos. But it seems he doesn't.

Thus, I am so much more angrier.

I don't even have the energy to check for grammatical errors anymore.

D:

*Cries*

I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY!

-Positively Cynical