Today, I don't think I have anything to say, but there are words that are knocking at my heart that want to come out. They are hateful. They are pitiful words that I've punished for a long time. They're tired of it now and want to come out.
I really want a watermelon themed layout, but I can't seem to find and already-made goods. I'm no good at making those silly things, so I'm probably going to improvise for a while. It's hard to stumble upon something so exact I suppose.
I'll probably start out by making my own banner or background. Nothing flashy for the background. It's annoying to be trying to read words and have a five year old on his tricycle get in the way, or to have the twinkly stars blind you. I like the background at candy-blog how there are a couple big candies scattered on the edges that might occasionally show up under the text very lightly.
This looks good, but it's 40$!! Not what I have in mind anyway.
Here's my plan. Well, not really a plan, but it's a crafty idea. I'm thinking of making an obento with just watermelon things. Watermelon slices for the main couse, watermelon candies on the side, maybe some stick candy. Anything. Watermelons are hard to find as different things. All I've really been able to find are beads. Pink and green. Augh. I'm thinking of a German sound, but I wouldn't know how to spell it. Aughk?
Hmm, I was just thinking about how much I love cotton candy. Let's look at a picture.
Right now, there are crisis happening in my soul. It stings, but there's no way to get rid of the needles. They're stuck there and won't move. Ouch. I cried in front of Mrs. Kemp today before homeroom. I went in and asked if I could make up and essay I didn't do because I was supposed to have dropped the class, but that morning I found out I couldn't. She stared at me for a second and asked me if I was going to cry and I said yes and started sobbing. It was nice though to be able to relate with her. She said, "You're just like me! I can't handle confrontations." Sometimes it makes me feel better to cry with someone else so I'm not always just throwing my feelings back at myself. It was also nice to be miserable all day, just for myself. Other people knew I was so they didn't complain to me or say anything that might knock me out of the boat. Ahh, so nice.
Besides that, I'm having problems at home. I don't want to talk about it either. Not really anyway. I just want the problems to disappear, but they won't, so I just will. Eventually, anyway.
She's playing my game on her laptop right now, just like how she went into my room and took my headband to wear the other day, and put it back thinking I wouldn't know.
Lately I've been making earrings out of clay, baking them, and then attaching them to the loops. I used to play with clay all the time and said once that I wanted to be a sculptor. Eventually the desire died away, especially after a friend of mine took over my job as being the crafty one. That seems to happen quite a bit.
After Erika got me a jewelry making kit I thought I would try to make some custom things. I'm especially interested in making cartoon character type things, like Monokuro Boo and Hello Kitty. I've made some quirky things too, like a stick of butter. Right now I'm looking more into video game related things, like Super Mario. I have quite a few stars made and I want to make some coins too. Oh, and what I'm really looking forward to is the "Touch Fuzzy, Get Dizzy" things from one of the Yoshi games. They're white with black whiskers and eyes. Oooh, so cute. I love those things. I wonder if I could try making something like them with pompoms?
Does anyone remember the angry sun that would attack Mario in the desert with all of those pyramids? I'm looking for a picture of one right now as reference. Don't let me forget. Yoshi eggs. Teehee.
Ah, Super Mario RPG. One of the best games I've ever played.
Apologies for making my second post stink. Like I said, I've been having a rough time lately.
Memory 003 - Pink for cozy
While on the topic of Super Mario, I can remember when my Dad used to play video games with
my brother. I distinctly rememeber kneeling next to them on the floor, bobbing back and forth just like the cactai on the world map. Dad laughed at me. I liked the music and I thought dancing cactai were funny, so I wanted to be one too.
I used to get really tired when I watched them, so I would lay down in the dining room in front of the heater vent, my head on the big (it wasn't really big) maroon pillow (which we still have) and I would fall asleep there with my rear end in the air. Sometimes they would just leave me there to sleep, and that was okay with me.
-Lisa
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