... or rather relocated.

To: Here.

A very long time ago...

If you fave any of my stuff, thankyou.


I come back here every so often to check, but I (for now) won't be putting anymore deviations...




We've had some good times...

firstly, i'd like to thank everyone who has faved any of my work (although i don't really class any of it as work... almost all of it is me experimenting, or in the case of the drawings, not trying all to much) and an advance thankyou to everyone who will... ^.^.
i'm sorry i won't get to thankyou all individually, but i don't spend all too much time on deviantart anymore and am now returning to full time study, so... i'm predicting that will take up most of my time, considering the ton of maths i have and a brain that doesn't do maths.

on a lighter note- for the first time in my life, my valentines day feels valentinsey... cept for the romantic love bit. ^.^ i've gotten four things today (including a red rose ^.^) from all parental figures... yeah. lol

i think it's sweet. ^.^ ... and has ended up with three figurines (the coolest fairy ever- paint splattered wings and striped stockings and two geishas)... o.O very valentinsey.

anywho. lastly- HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! i hope all of you have a wonderful day with friends/family if not your sweetheart <3... and those who are having a sucky day- remember there's 364 (or something like that ) other days in the year. don't forget all the other happy times in spite of one day.


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4000 PAGEVIEWS!

Yeaaahh... lol. Uhm. I think I'm gonna start making effort with my photos again (gonna do a good photoshoot sometimes, but the photos will prob go up on my other account where all the good photos go (cept the occasional one I do at 2am that looks horrible until I become awake enough to fix it). And yeah. And... I need to start doing better tags... because "girl balloon grass" isn't... very... searchable. Or something. I'm still tired. I slipped into my old sleeping pattern.

Anywho. Thankyouuuu!!!

When one goes to sleep, one does not expect to be woken up at 4am to the sound of a horn stuck on and the strange popping noise that sounds as though someone is throwing something against the road...














... And one does not. Okay, well it WAS a horn stuck on, but the popping noises were in fact explosions.

Not joking.

I'd like to take this opportunity, as I sit here from my desk in the wee hours of the morning, to bring you a tale of tradgedy *dramaz*... and to reassure you that I think that no one got hurt... O_O I didn't see any ambulances at least...

It started with the horn... and apparently me and mum thought the same thing... it was just someones horn stuck. I was gonna ignore it, but it didn't stop so, though I knew it wouldn't help (aww... bless tired me) I got up to slam the window. Imagine my surprise when I saw two metre flames burning down the road.

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I assume I was a bit late to this development though, considering it wasn't long till they were out... but it wasn't long after it started either (according to the beepering).

I got up, found mum standing outside on the street (no one else was out but us... oh, and my brother after awhile)and she said a car had lit on fire ( but she'd only seen it from a distance too).

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And then it was soon over... they've gone home now, fire's out... car's probably gone. o_O Probably...

Anywho. I don't know what I'm saying due to lack of sleep so I'm gonna go... *points lazily to bed* Mmm... mattress...


P.S. I sympathise to whoever owns the car (and pray no one got hurt)... but I'm strangely jealous my mother saw the explosions and I didn't.

P.P.S. The little guy down there *points at emoticon below* is pretty much me when my yelling got interupted by a big, pretty fire... but more mildly... is it sad that I wasn't really that shocked?

P.P.P.S. Explosions sound like a muffled, retarded version of firecrackers.

I really, really, really want to do some photography.

But I have:-
- No model (but I could do some photos without a model right now. And I could always just use myself. But that's too hard, and my camera sucks at close-ups *kills it*. I think it's to do with the rounded lens, but all camera's have that, DON'T THEY?! And I can't screw in an extension lens cos my camera sucks.)
- No batteries *sobs heart out*
- I have a few locations... but no way to get there.
- I want a Nikon... but have no money. And it'd take me four years to get one off ebay at least.
I could get a job, but don't think I'd get my full-time distance study done if I did.


Which brings me to my next point- my own little business. *le sigh* I could do it, but I have no idea what to do... I turned myself off photography with my limited access to the outside world/models that resulted in any good photography of my own... though I know I could do it.

I want to do it so bad, but as soon as I think "I'm gonna do it", I freak out and feel sick thinking about it. And then comes the horrible opinion of myself. So therefore... *new idea* I think I'll get together some good photography, start a new account for great photos only, and suscribe to deviantart and SELL! SELL LIKE THE WIND!

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Yes. I feel better now. *pats brain* That's a good way to start and it's not time consuming.

I FEEL LIKE CELEBRATING!!!


EDIT: I have made the account.

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for the record, in case you can't be bothered reading the journal on my other deviantart account, karsiatkissing is a cute musing (KatsuoAndRenSittingInATreek-i-s-s-i-n-g) about two of my characters. *rolls around giggling* it seemed cute at first, but i think i'll keep it as "karsiat" now. unfortunately i cant change the same though. i wish i could.

i dont like any of the names i have anymore.

I am here today to lecture you about a very delicate issue- how does one manage to stay happy trapped inside all day, every day without socialisation or exercise?

Answer? One DOESN'T.

*runs around screaming and making strange noises, while flapping wings- er... arms*

Ever since I left school... I've been trapped inside... well, I've been outside... but I'm used to spending my days skipping around screaming and singing VERY loudly... being dramatic and all. And now I've had to compress that all... and I'm going insane. *breathes in and out unsteadily*

And my mum won't let me walk anywhere... she freaks out too much (if you walk down the street, a boogie monster might come out and rape you)... she'll only let me walk down our short street... and we're kind of in the middle... so that would look strange. Someone would probably call the police (excuse me? There's this strange girl whose been walking up and down the street for the last hour... I'm a bit worried).

*dodgy*

And on top of that... the spider's are out to get me. There's this one particular species of spider... and both times I was in the bathroom while it's been there... it hadn't stayed put or run away, noooo... it's decided I'm prey and began to crawl rapidly towards me.

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Life. Is. Dandy.

I have WAY too much free time, and no self-discipline to use it. I stay up too late writing... get up without proper sleep and then I'm too tired to do anything properly. And because I haven't had sufficient sleep, my brain won't make me go to sleep earlier. It just says "oh, it's okay. Keep writing. There's a good career. We don't need sleep, do we precious?".

*le sigh*

FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE, I WANT SCHOOLWORK!

I just don't want school.

And I miss my friends desperately...