Wednesday, September 30, 2009


I need new music, I'm getting really bored of what I already listen to at the moment. Even though I've been listening to a lot of Disney soundtrack stuff lately, which is obviously impossible to get tired of. 

I hate math. 
I may quite possibly fail math this semester and be grounded until I'm 35. 
Our teacher is a psycho, and I'm seriously not even kidding. He gave us one hour to do a 2 hour test, and gave us shit we haven't even SEEN let alone reviewed on the unit test. WTF WTF WTF.
Out of every question he took up on the board, I got maybe one right?
It's not that it was hard, but it was the fact that I had a whole 2 minutes to spend on each question.


I should have taken workplace math and learned how to balance my sketchbook, because somehow, I think, that would come more in handy than ever having to announce to a grocery store clerk that 'x' is an element of real numbers such that can not equal 2, 0 and -1/4.

Amy's birthday is next week and I seriously need to get a move on that card. 
I also have some posters/flyers to do for TKD, and also no printer >_>;


Life is dull and repetitive. 



Monday, September 28, 2009


Well here are two finished art pieces, both of which I'm proud of for various reasons.
Sketchbook assignment for this month, spark word "solid". I am so proud of the straight lines on this since I hate buildings and straight lines and GAH. >_>;
Media Arts "humanimal" project, the FINAL final version XD
I did this virtually entirely by mouse, so I'm damn proud of that. (Only the whiskers had tablet assistance)
Half-day tomorrow, so I'm excited.


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Humanimal transformation ver. Lenny

Here's my media arts assignment, which was to transform myself into an animal. 
Here's the "before" mug shot, 

And here's Lenny as a furry.

Mad props to those who can guess the animal. 
If you can't, well I guess I have a lot of work left to do D:


P.S. Computer still down, I'm typing this up in media arts

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Songs That Shaped my Summer.

List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs.
stolen off of:

The videos should be largely ignored.

1. Everything is Alright - Motion City Soundtrack
Give me a reason to end this discussion,
To break with tradition.
To fold and divide.
Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,
Talking with strangers, waiting in line..
I'm through with these pills that make me sit still.
"Are you feeling fine?"
"Yes, I feel just fine."

2. Carnival of Rust - Poets of the Fall
It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colours will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before
Come feed the rain
'Cause I'm thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust

3. Automatic - Tokio Hotel
You're automatic, And your voice is electric
Why do I still believe?
It's automatic
Everywhere in your letter
A lie that makes me bleed
It's automatic
When you say things get better
But they never...
There's no real love in you
Why do I keep loving you

4. Laughing With - Regina Spektor
No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one’s laughing at God
When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor
No one laughs at God
When the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one’s laughing at God
When it’s gotten real late
And their kid’s not back from the party yet

5. Zusammen - Lafee
Wir stehen zusammen
Wir gehen zusammen
Zusammen bis in den Tod
Wir leben zusammen
Wir schweben zusammen
Zusammen bis in den Tod

(We stand together
We unite
Together into death
we live together
We float together into death)

6. Винтаж - Одиночество любви /От Москвы до Нью-Йорка
Ну а кого мы любим
С тем никогда не будем
Зачем же мы забыли что мы люди?
Отпусти свой крик
К полюсам Земли лети
От Москвы до Нью-Йорка
Сквозь открытые окна
Без адреса летит над миром смотри
Этот крик одиночества любви

(But who do we love,
With that one we will never be
Why have we forgotten that we are people?
Let go your yell
To the poles of the earth, fly
From Moscow to New York
Through open windows
Without an address fly over the world look
This yell of the loneliness of love)

7. Moy Rai - Maksim

(Maybe this is my heaven,
Looking for his reflection
In objects of black colour,
And hear May in his voice.
Maybe this is my heaven,
In the rays of light from the window,
The sky seems so close
When eyes are the colour of heaven)


Tuesday, September 15, 2009


Here comes my first post from media arts where I'm too far ahead for what we're doing and am waiting till tomorrow to start taking pictures that I shall morph into an animal, since I don't look too great today.

I don't mind Macs as much as I used to, but my widescreen PC is the love of my life, I don't care what anyone says :D

Physics is picking up slightly, any class where I'm allowed to throw Barbies attached to elastics for some kind of bungee jumping lab is alright in my books. 
I kind of wish it wasn't so early in the morning though. 

Math is well....math. My teacher is pretty cool, all thinks considered, but I'm convinced that no teacher, no matter how great can possibly make math interesting.

Media Arts, is by far right now the highlight of my day. Great class, great people and computers and Photoshop. Love it. 

Art I'm kind of excited for, but more interested in what we actually end up doing. Being seniors now we have so much more leeway in terms of assignment topics and that excites me :]

That's my little ramble on how life is going at the moment. Having physics and math in the morning is horrible and I realized that I am ditching my friends more and more often for the sake of sleep. I love my sleep. And as Vanessa said, I know how much we joke about us dying without each other, but it just isn't true. I can live without you, painfully, but I can. I can not however live without sleep. 


Saturday, September 12, 2009


So I was lurking around my Goodreads after I got home today from Jean shopping and I've accumulated quite a to-read list.
I admit, I don't read nearly as much as I used to back in elementary school, high school really does take a lot out of you, but I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.

I realize that I'm seriously missing out on classic Russian literature, because quite honestly, I read remarkably slowly in Russian. My vocabulary is limited, and yeah I'm just largely out of practice. I've heard of people learning the language for the sole reason of being able to read things like Anna Karenina, The Master and Margarita, War and Peace (ok maybe not War and Peace) in the original Russian text. To me, that is insane.
Russian is a remarkably difficult language and far far more advanced and beautiful than English could ever hope to be. I find myself often frustrated at how hard it is to translate between the two.

I've never liked classics. I was forced to read them as a child, and I've read some of the better ones, Oliver Twist, Treasure Island, Journey to the Center of the Earth, 20,000 Leagues under the sea, Tom Sawyer, etc. etc. and those weren't THAT painful.
Forcing myself to read through the entirety of Pride and Prejudice however, was immensely painful.
Maybe I'm easily bored or maybe I have horrible taste in books, but hey at least I know what I like.

But I would like to read Russian classics, preferably in the original and the translation. This may be a long and time-consuming process though.

I'm not a huge fan of the profoundly moving books on human nature and how doomed we all are in the end, because honestly (and I've inherited this from my mother) I'd rather read something entertaining.
The world sucks and we all realize this full well.
I'm sick of being sad about my insignificance in the grand scheme of things, and I just want a stupid disposable murder mystery novel or humanity's newest attempt at humour (has anyone noticed that the novels in the humour section are rarely, if ever, funny?), or a sword and sorcery adventure of epic proportions.

I'll shut up about books now,


P.S. survived first week of school. dreading next week.
P.P.S. Got 2 pairs of jeans.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Summer's over.

Here's a sketchdump of pretty much everything in my sketchbook over this summer (which is not much xD) But yeah we've got here everything from MLIA references, giving my female characters some variations in noses, some clothes, some hands, some abs (fail), and some fairies and creepy shit. Nothing new.
A new painting, because I got new Arches watercolour paper~
Which works beautifully in case anyone's wondering.


P.S. School started and math + physics = not a happy Lenny

Friday, September 4, 2009

i have my own voice, and this is what people say for me.

Because I am young, I am hopelessly idealistic about the world around me and do not understand what it means like to truly suffer. The most I understand in my cushy, white, middle-class existence is the fact that I have 2 years of school left before I go off to a college while living at home. I think that the only problem in my life is making sure I wear the right clothes and make friends with the right people, so I can meet the right guy and get ahead in life.

Because I am young, I do not understand what it means to love, because I am not yet resilient and cynical about the emotional capacity of man. I don’t understand what love truly is because my age hasn’t reached past the two decade mark. I don’t understand what it means to truly care for someone because I haven’t been in a failed relationship before, only kissed one boy, and manage to have feelings for all the wrong people.

Because I am young, I have no sense of responsibility and my conscience doesn’t bother me. All I am concerned about is when I get my next allowance, why nobody truly understands me, the fact that my clothes reflect exactly who I am to the world, and that my curfew doesn’t let me stay out nearly late enough.

Because I am a teenager, I have no morals, because fuck the world, nobody understands me anyways.

Because I am a teenage girl, I am insecure, think that I’m far too fat, and care more about what people think of me than I do about things that should truly bother me. I am not intelligent, and if I am, I could not possibly let a boy see me that way. I care about what my cell phone ring tone says about me as a person. I let my worth be judged by others, and do nothing to help my community or better the world around me.

Because I am white, I think I am the superior race and obviously shouldn’t be bothered by the fact that more and more jobs are looking for racial minorities instead of me, because my race is responsible for everything wrong with the world, past, present, and future.

Because I am a female, I want to prove to the world that I am a male. Not that I should have the same rights and the same opportunities as a man, but that I can bench press as much, waste as much of my life away in front of a computer, be as stoic and emotionless, go as long without crying, and generally just go against my biologically hardwired instinct to nurture and interact socially.

Because I am human, I put too much emphasis on the individual and never stop think about people affected on a larger scale.

I don’t know about you, but I’m sick of people talking for me.