What a World

I don't know why I can Google "C.H.U.D. jack o'lantern" and get images of female circumcision, child birth, and crowning, but Google safe search won't tell me "why is getting butt implants a thing".  I am living in a world of horror.  All I wanted was to carve a glowing Cannibalistic Humanoid Underground Dweller on my pumpkin this Halloween night and finally understand if Nicki Minaj's ass is attractive or not based on the ideals of modern ass-man culture.

The Struggle is real.

HALP!

I AM THE PROCRASTINATION!

What ever.  There was no new episode of Sailor Moon Crystal this week so I had to get my fix somehow.

http://www.dolldivine.com/sailor-senshi-maker.php

Do it.  You know you want to.

Today I wrote my first Japanese composition.  I feel very accomplished.  Unfortunately I spent hours on it instead of working on my take home midterm evaluating and writing a review of a controversial picture book (which is a pretty freakin' cool assignment in itself and I should be excited to do it!) but I already took my extensive notes on the pictures alone, the words alone, and how the pictures and words work together.  The next step is reading other, professional reviews of the book and I don't want to lose my excitement about the book by having to see hacks tear it apart. 

Anyway...every magical girl needs some armour.  I'm gonna go buy shit on eBay.

Here we go Again

Hey guys,

I no longer have time to bathe but I made time for this, so if you've chosen to drop in, thanks!
As you may have noticed I never post anymore and it is because I have let my life spiral out of control with business.  Who would've known 400 level courses would be a shit-tonne of work?  Oh well, this is the price of finishing a degree in an inflated economy.  YAY GROWN UP!

In one of my minuscule study breaks I was looking at an article about those middle American bakeries that denied making wedding cakes for same-sex couples and then cried about it after their businesses got boycotted.  #bigotsgonnabogot

I found this gem in the comments section:

I believe in happiness and unity and unicorns and corn and being kind to everyone even stupid jerks no matter what they believe.  It was nice to see that the comments were light-hearted and not a huge religious mess debate.  That's pretty uncommon on these contentious topics, especially Ariana Grande's high pony tail and how basic liking Pumpkin Spice Lattes is.

Thanks for reading <3

I'll be sending you faceless masses my love if you send me some luck surviving the semester from hell.  If I survive I get to go to a grad school where I get studio time in a REAL LIFE ART STUDIO so maybe I can get in touch with my creative side again...god I miss her.

Ego Psychology

Oh hey, internet, long time no see.

oh.

wait.

That's completely my fault and I am a terrible person for my lack of time management.  Thankfully, for those of you left to care, I had a good little getaway last week and made some leisure time for drawing and thinking, so I should actually have some posts to share before I get caught up in the chaotic monotony of finishing a degree this fall.

Anyway, here's what we've all been waiting for, an actual post!

But first, have this song playing while you read the rest of this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rq7aPbt-120

I did a Disney villains quiz on  Zimbio a while ago, (here's the link, I'm sure you're curious now too: http://www.zimbio.com/quiz/Yj_54KBJSTd/Which+Disney+Villain+Are+You )
see what you gone get.

     If you haven't figured out who I got yet, it was Gaston, from Beauty and the Beast.  It actually upset me for days upon days after.  The worst part is that because this classification bruised my ego so hard, it confirms that I am actually a lot like him.
     As Disney villains go, he's pretty innocuous.  He's overall very human and emotionally vulnerable, has no magical powers and doesn't kill or skin anyone.  He's vain, and hard headed, and holds a grudge.  Unfortunately this does sum me up pretty well.  Actually...pretty much on point right there.  I know it was just a quiz for fun, but it was kind of an horribly rude awakening in a way.  I'd have much rather received Cruella or Ursula or Jafar or something, at least they are fabulous. 

Cruella had fabulous hair too, I mean she did start the half dark half light trend that even the likes of Nicki Minaj got on board like last year.

I digress.

     I think what upsets me most is that Gaston is exactly the foil of what I find attractive in a man.  IMO, he's really fruggin' gross, all neck muscles and shiet.  I do like chest hair though.  And he does incorporate antlers into all of his interior decorating.

Oh what a guy, that Gaston.

     Upon closer inspection, I am probably a bit of an alpha female and I guess we can relate on that.  I would like to have lackeys that sing backup too; that would be neat, a real perk to being "evil".  Is it really so wrong to be sexy and know it?
     You know what?  He's confident, that's not such a bad thing.  Not to mention that he's romantically obsessed with success in love and finding the perfect life mate.  He sets his sights on what he wants and goes for it, perhaps not in the most romantic or appealing way, but he tried.  He did plan an entire wedding on his own in Provincial style with flair.  He's no valiant hero, but he's not bad as villains go.  Let's not forget that he was saving his unrequited love from a beast monster that was keeping her prisoner in an abandoned-looking castle.  From an outsider's perspective, it would have been very easy to misconstrue that whole situation.

Upon closer inspection, I have decided it is not so bad to be most like Gaston than any other Disney villains.  Hopefully I'll never be roughly the size of a barge, so I'm going to try to let this go.

It has literally been 4 months with this in the back of my mind as a source of disgust with myself and the universe.  I suppose I am pretty stubborn too.  That was some good catharsis.

Some damn good catharsis.

      

Almost There

One last final to go! 
     Just thought I'd fit in one rant before I get back to studying and finishing a unicorn princess tiara for an out of season Mardi Gras frat party.  Anyway, selfies are talked about and made fun of a lot.  This issue is neither here nor there for me due to the reams of empty compliments via likes I farm for avante garde and modelling pictures; but when classic selfies come up on my FaceBook, it usually just rubs in the fact that my boobs have never touched by their own volition...ever.  Even when I wear super push up bras.  I have a 34 A bra that makes them touch but that's not at all impressive.  Oh well, world takes all types.  At least I don't post selfies in backless dresses or cut-out dresses bragging about how I can wear band aids on my nips and shit's still perky.  Anyway, I challenge us to think about why we post selfies in the first place. 
     Harumph, I can't even imagine having real cleavage.  Many girls say it is limiting in the wardrobe department, but imagine the power of 47 likes for a blurry-ass picture of your creased boob-meat and full face of makeup taken on a iMac in your childhood bedroom.  The power.

Procrasterbation

     Yes I should be sleeping now, and yes I should have been studying this whole evening.  Instead, I confirmed that I am, in fact, She-Ra Princess of Power.

yuuuussssssssssssssss.

I knew it all along.

New Year Same Old Ish

Mmmmmm haaay!

Welcome to the future!  (kind of)  I think 2015 is when the future will really arrive.

    It is amazing how much more human I feel after 5 weeks back in school, regardless of midterms and general assignment stress.  Working out and taking fitness classes has me feeling much sleeker.  I am back in my element.

     Sleeping regular hours and only working 2 days a week certainly helps as well.  I honestly feel like I've come out of a cloud almost like depression, except chronic-fatigue-induced.  Words cannot describe how much I have missed school.  It was one of the worst decisions of my life to take a semester off in retrospect.  Not that is has set my degree progress off by much, it was just such a waste of time pouring so much energy into a minimum wage job when I should have been doing something that earned tips and wasn't at 5 in the frucking morning.

Oh well.

Such an unpleasant life lesson.

     Anyway, it was recently my friend's birthday so I made her a clever and sentimental Facebook post because I am a nice friend.  In my quest for a classic Troll doll, complete with belly jewel and birthday gift donkey rope, I came across some truly disturbing images related to the Google image search "birthday troll". 

This is not the first time Safe Search has failed me...

I also have noticed that my junk emails increase exponentially when I head back to school.  I received this treasure a few weeks ago.

I don't know what a Bolivian woman with a child wants to do with a 21 year old girl.  I'll have none of what she's selling though.

     Next week I have some time off, I've been designing a Mandala for myself because I just finished learning about Jungian Analytic Psychology (total BS, but a fun-fact-filled piece of psyc history) so I plan on doing some legit drawings.  Sadly my life hasn't been very exciting lately, but I'll try and whip something entertaining together.

Happy new year internest peeps, don't forget, a horse is basically a unicorn!  It should be the final stage of transformation into my ultimate form, I hope.  Cryptic, I know, but I've had to do a lot of self reflection over the last 6 months and I am not backing down from chasing many of my Kray-Kray dreams and fanciful creative projects.

Thanks for your patience!