Babysitting

   I live in a small house and share the backyard with two other houses, in one of them living an old lady. Now, this lady owns all three houses and I pay rent to her. Lately she's had in mind only modernizing her houses (she's probably going to either try to make me pay her more rent or kick me out for refusing). Anyway, today she called some guy to put new windows to two of the rooms in my house. Problem was, said guy came with a 4 year old daughter with way to much energy, verbal diarrhea and dumb questions. Not to mention sticky hands.

   I'm not saying I hate kids... yet... Hell, I'll probably love them when I grow older, but now they just annoy the hell out of me. Always touching things they shouldn't, putting gum on my pillows, trying to kill my cat, Engine, the list could go on forever...

   In any case, since my neighbour decided she wanted new windows and wanted to "supervise" the guy (in other words get in his way), I was stuck with watching over the kid. From my part, the girl could run in circles in the backyard until tomorrow, but the little demon thought it was funny to consider me her friend!

   She stayed glued to me for the entire time, occasionally trying to kick me when I wasn't paying attention and more often being a pest! She tried to clean the mouse from the computer with spit, which is not only gross but also... no, it's just plain gross. Then she started to try to "kill" the stuff toys I got from my sister and friends on my birthday (is this toycide?). Finally, she tried to put nails into the opening of my ventilator, saying she would start the big, white thing even if she put all her dad's nails inside... I stopped her... mostly...

   I now have to fix the bloody ventilator on top of cleaning the mess that guy and his devil of a kid did in my house.

   My neighbour's insight? She called a girl to take pictures saying something about evaluating the bloody house. Please! I know the damn girl! She works for a real estate agency.

   Things just keep getting better and better...X_X

   I did learn a valuable lesson from all this though: NEVER HAVE A KID!!! JUST GET ONE WHO's OLDER, 16-17 yo, so that I never have to deal with this kind of crap again! Emo, rock and drama I can manage, but a 4 year old with dumb questions and an evil mind? No, thank you!

Girl and Snake WIP 3

Still need to color the snake and make a background. Maybe add some more shadows/lights to the girl's hair and clothes and skin...
But... meh... I'm lazy, next time. ;)

Texts no. 2

These are the most recent "convos" I had with my sister:

1. This was following a "liked" thing I had on facebook:

Dear platypus,

So let me get this right, you're part duck, part beaver, lay eggs, produce venom and you sweat milk and have your young lick it off you instead of just having nipples? 

Sincerely, proof God does shrooms.

Me: See? I'm not the only one who likes mushrooms.:D
Sis: Have you actually tried shrooms?:)
Sis: Don't lie, God is watching.
Me: Yeah, but not the Godly kind.
Sis: I do not get it.:-?
Me: Well, God made the platypus while under the effect of shrooooms, I can only make spaghetti or pizza under their effect, so I'm guessing he used the "special" kind? A God super power or something.:))
Sis: So that's your non intelligible way to say you only tried the vegetable.:))
Me: I will not say anything without a lawyer!
Sis: I'm here, so do confess now!
Me: I'd better confess my crimes!!!
Sis: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Me: Very much, yes!
Sis: But I heard you can't really get good shrooms in Ro, soo I'll just... No. I won't give you the benefit of the doubt:)) You haven't tried'em. I'm curious though. In californication they talked about "things" with shrooms. I do that without'em though.:))
Me: Me too. Does that mean we were born on crack? I wonder what would happen if we actually ate some funny muffins or smoked pot... The world would probably end...
Sis: :)))

That said, we will only be eating the shrooms next year in December. Yes, the mayans were right! We are actually to blame!:D

2. This was a messenger conversation:

Sis: I'll draw you once.
Me: Yey!
Sis: Maybe I'll even try to make you a face.
Sis: Or just sunglasses...
Sis: Very dark sunglasses.:D
Me: =))
Sis: How shall I draw you?
Me: Riding a narwhal?

3. Also, a messenger convo:

Sis: I feel like a ninja! I saw a fly on the window. I made "ahhhh" and then "shoo!" and it flew away without coming in my room!
Me: =))))))))but that would make you a pirate, cuz if you were a ninja she would have just dropped dead!
Me: because of the awesomeness
Sis: =))))) i still feel like a ninja
Me: a question: are you wearing black?
Sis: yes
Sis: why?
Me: =))just checking. All ninjas wear that colour.
Sis: I have black socks and pants. The shirt is white.
Me: that makes you a pirate=)))))
Sis: :(
Me: what?:d pirates are epic:p the can talk in pirate, ninjas can talk in what?:D
Sis: =))) Someone has at their status: "I'll give my soul away..."
Me: =)))))omh, she is selling it to the devil?=))
Me: *omg
Sis: oh my ..heels?
Me: =))))heels, that IS epic
Sis: i think ninjas would take pirates in a battle, pirates being slower and drunk and everything
Me: ok, arguments pls
Sis: and.. stinky, probably. i like the idea of pirates, but only if they got veg food on board, and they don't stink
Me: okay, but pirates could also just shoot the ninjas with their cannons
Sis: i don't think so, ninjas are masters of stealth
Me:  they can kill the ninjas with their smell
Sis: yeah, that, they could.
Me: and pirates have johnny depp (Honestly, how can a ninja top that?:D)
Sis: YESSS OMGJJKP!
Me: he has rum=)))))))pirates are more epic
Sis:  but ninjas would win
Me: but pirates are sneaky, they could get the ninjas drunk and make them pirates too:D so pirates win
Me: on the other hand, ninjas can turn invisible... they probably stole the cloak from harry potter

New status:

Between ninjas and pirates I would choose zombie pirajas:D

4. This was online:

Sis: You should post more "texts" on your blog. I think we send each other more than 300 text messages every month.
Me: Yeah, but I have to delete them 'cuz my phone is an antique.
Sis: M: Sis, did you see titanic 2??
Me: No, not even gonna attempt seeing it!
Me: Oh, wait... I'm a moron...
Sis: =)) Put this as an intro.:D
Me: Tell me the rest, I remember it as a fun convo!:) I'll save the convos on mess, so, just so you know, this is being recorded:))

Sis: Have you seen Titanic 2?
Me: No, did they come back as zombies and would only die with an iceberg in their brains?
Sis: Nah, it's a thing that happens in 2012. It has 1.9 on IMDB.:)) Must be good.
Me: I hope they hit an iceberg and sink...
Sis: They're actually sunk by a tsunami...

5. While on the bus:

Sis: Ask me what I'm doing.
Me: What are you doing?
Sis: Taking a bath! In the middle of the street, fully dressed. God is pissing on us!!! There aren't even rain drops, it's like a full-blown shower.
Me: My belly hurts!:))) Angels do that sometimes too. I think they take turns.
Sis: I climbed up a bench and there is a guy who keeps getting closer to me...
Me: Maybe he has a hairdryer?
Sis: I dunno. Anyway: New goal for next week: walk into a bar and order two drinks: a coke and a pepsi, than proceed to say: can't we all just get along?

Sis:  Motto: I won't live each day like it's my last.
Me: i have a different motto, i don't really remember it right now, but i know it isn't that one
Sis: Wake me up when the end of the world happens!
Sis: So I can use as my last words: "respawning in 3...2....1..."
Me: while i scream: fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, i'm coming back to start the second apocalypse, zombie style!!!

Later that night...

Me: There are some funny noises coming from my neighbour...
Me: I think he's burying his wife...
Sis: ... =)))))

Ok, kids! This is it for now. Go in the corner and think about what you just read!:D

Cassie - finished

Cassie

Finally! Finished! My computer kept crashing with every layer I made. I almost gave up this piece, but eventually the damned computer decided to give me a reprieve. A very short one, but I managed to finish this.
I have some pics from when I was colouring:

Cassie - WIP 2

To be coloured. Tomorrow probably.

Cassie - WIP 2

How I spent my Saturday (and my very early Sunday morning)

All the best laid out plans... usually go to hell. No matter what I want to do in a day and no matter what I plan to do, somehow I never seem to do exactly that.
Yesterday for example, I planned to finish my end of the year paper and send it to my coordinator, than I was planning on relaxing, enjoying the sun in the garden and mostly just lazying around. Did I laze? No, God wanted me to work.:)
I barely woke up when my mom came in to tell me to get dressed fast. I got up worried, put some clothes on and went to the kitchen. The urgency? She wanted me to go shopping with her.
I said what the hell? It's Saturday, the paper can wait, I can catch some sun later. We went shopping. I ended up carrying the bags for her and got out of this deal only some candy (it was good candy though).
We came home and some friends dropped by. We were to make a BBQ. Yes, because that was surely in my plans. But it was fun, so why not? We did that.
Later that night my mom asked me to help her move the couch so she could sweep behind it. Why? I don't know. It wasn't dirty or dusty. It's a mom thing I think.
I helped her. We moved the couch. THEN... a brilliant idea crosses my mind (as if my neurons were on fire, the morons): I tell my mom how I would have arranged the furniture in the living room. The result? Yes, you've guessed. We started moving the furniture, the books, everything. It was a mess until around eleven p.m.
The funny thing? I was moving a glass shelf from the living room to my room, leaning it on my dresser so we wouldn't accidentally break it. My mom tells me to be careful not to break it. I said yeah, sure, as if I'd do that, when I promptly break the glass, turning it into two shelves. Clean break.
My mom of course, started berating me about not paying attention then she turns and kicks over a dove trinket, shattering it. Sweet irony? Yes, I think so. We laughed while we cleaned the mess, though only until I stepped in the dustpan and it turned right over on the carpet, spilling everything.
My mom wasn't happy.
We finished (eventually) and I found a new use for duct tape: taping the back of broken furniture, it really does wonders.:)
It was around 11.30 p.m. when I remembered my paper. I finished it today around 3 a.m. Thank God for little things!

Texts

If someone ever heard my sister and I talking or attempt to read the messages we keep sending each other we would probably end up in the loony bin.
It's not just that we sound as we were on crack... It's... I don't even know how to explain what goes through our heads... Clearly, it isn't coherent thoughts.:D

Sis: I have a test for you.
Me: Ok. Hit me.
Sis: You are in a desert. And you have a cube. What sort of cube is it?
Me: Large, as big as me, purple, and with frayed edges.
Sis: Ok. You also have a ladder. How is the ladder?
Me: Twice as big as me, bends at the middle and it's made out of bamboo, very light.
Sis: Ok. You also have a horse. How is the horse?
Me: Purple!:)) It is a mare. And it is named Milka. It has white spots.
Sis: Um... Ok. Where's the horse?
Me: Well, it's just half of the horse is purple, the other half is buried in sand and I can see some bones. Milka is DEAD!
Sis: Ok... You have a vase too. How is it? Does it have flowers in it?
Me: No. It had water once but it evaporated since I'm in a desert and now it's empty.
Sis: Ok. A storm is coming. What happens with the objects after the storm passes? (And with the mare and yourself?)
Me: The horse is completely buried now. I hold on to the vase but it fills with sand and I'm carried away by the wind. I'm flying!
Sis: ...
Me: So, what's the result? Am I as insane as I sound or even more so?
Sis: Weeeell... The cube is you. The ladder is your carrier. The horse is your life partner. The vase... well, the flowers were supposed to represent your friends. You figure it out.
Me: Oh shit... I don't like your test. Find one for crazy people. I'll pass that one. On a happier note: my partner is gonna be a zombie and together we shall rule the world!:)
Sis: It's okay, sis. I said I'd hide in the cube until the storm passes and I lost the vase and the horse and the ladder.:))
Me: :)) Yeah, don't worry. There are plenty of zombies out there.
Sis: Oh, and I put the vase in my head at first.:))
Me: So your friends are all in your head? Am I imaginary too? Are you imagining me answering you about this right now? My life is a lie! As is the cake!
Sis: Yeah, right, your partner is a she...:/
Me: Nah, it just seems that way because his dick fell off when he became a zombie.. He now uses a replacement... Please stop me from continuing! My mind is in a ditch!
Sis: I've put it on* the head (the vase).
Me: Oh damn... Well, rub the vase, a genie might come out:))
Sis: ...
Me: I just killed a spider and felt good about it until I realized his relatives are probably going to come to the funeral... Where should I hide the body?!!!
Sis: Sis, are you alright?
Me: No, I'm serious. Everytime I kill a spider I wake up the next morning with spider bites on my body. It only logical to thing more are coming to the funeral, right?
Sis: Whatever you're high on, I want some of it.
Me: Nope, sorry, I'm all out of cake... I ate a chupa chups today and it made my tongue purple. Do you think it had anything to do with that? Because if it did, I'm buying more!:)
Sis:You're awesome!:))
Me: Eat a candy. U'll have weird dreams:)) Or a cake... If it's from Amsterdam. I'm going to bed. 'Night, sis! Weird dreams!
Sis: :))Yeah, did you get any souvenirs from Holland lately? 'Night.
Me: Um, no... I wish... The next country I will visit is going to be Holland though:P And then I wanna go to Scotland to peek under the skirts of hot boys with bagpipes. I'm curious if they go commando. I bet it's breezy. I'm going to sleep now. Bye.

I love my sister... I'm sending her some candy with the next package so she'll have a purple tongue as well.:))

Happy

This isn't really an update. I just wanted to say that right now I'm the happiest person in the world! Ahem... The happiest ZOMBIE in the world!:D

Links

I've always been convinced that the best way to get rid of an obsession is to indulge it. And to a point I've always been right. Until I got an assignment for a 30 page paper for next week and I discovered the following websites for the past couple of hours (ok, maybe I've been reading them for more than that:)):

http://mylifeisaverage.com/

I am on vacation with my family in Paris. Today in the Louvre museum, my dad and I stared at blank walls and ceilings near the art, for extended periods of time, just to see how many people would try to figure out what we were looking at. It was all his idea. This is why I love my dad. MLIA

Since taking the PSAT, I've been getting a lot of email from colleges that I usually delete. I've only saved one so far. The subject? "Our Campus is Zombie-Ready. Guaranteed". (The University of Chicago's)LIA. 

Yesterday, I named my recycling bin Azkaban, and I named another random file Voldemort. After sending Voldemort to Azkaban, I left my computer for awhile. When I came back, Voldemort was no longer in Azkaban and was back on my desktop. After repeatedly sending him to Azkaban and him coming back, I can honestly say: I'm scared. MLIA 

Today we took my grandma to look for condos near our house. One was perfect but she refused. She said it was because she could see her future out the window. We looked. It was a cemetery. MLIA. 

This remindes me of this joke I told my grandma once:
"Conversation between an old lady and her grandson:
Old lady - I'm going to the cemetery on my bike, ok?
Grandson: - But who's bringing the bike back?"
Regardless to say, my grandma stopped speaking to me for some time.

 I recently discovered a new way to stay on top of my dieting .. how you may ask? Duck tape my fridge so i cant get in it .. thank you 101 uses of duct tape options.. MLIA 

This of course made me ask google for 101 uses of duct tape:

http://www.thezac.com/ducttape/

Apparently they exceeded their number and are now at 252 uses for this wonderful thing.

Tape keys to bottom of car so you never lose them

Pet rain gear.

Headbands.

Chastity belt.

Make work gloves.

Wallpaper your house (may be slightly expensive, but well worth it for the resulting sophisticated look).

An entire roll can be used in place of a bedroom door to keep someone in for hours.

Also from MLIA I found this:

http://dearblankpleaseblank.com/index.php?&page=7

Dear boyfriend,

Thank you for being so awesome. Anyone else would look at me weird if I randomly burst into pirate-talk.

Sincerely, nerdy girlfriend.

Dear Mufasa,

I could have sworn cats had nine lives. Sorry bro...

Sincerely, Scar.

Dear universe,

BANG!

Sincerely, God.

Dear math,

If I want to know when the trains meet, I'll just listen for the explosion.

Sincerely, useless.

Dear smokers,

You make it too easy. 

Sincerely, cancer.

 Need I say that these websites are already in my bookmarks? :D
I will never finish that paper...

Cassie

I haven't drawn my characters in such a long time...
So here's Cassie, main character to one of my favourite stories:

Cassie

I plan on colouring it as soon as I have time (meaning, in probably about two weeks when I'm done with school homework).