<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728</id><updated>2012-02-02T01:29:29.833-08:00</updated><category term='David Suzuki'/><category term='Hugh Jackman'/><category term='english'/><category term='Koreans'/><category term='pchat'/><category term='Gambit'/><category term='Team Fortress 2'/><category term='Kate and Leopold'/><category term='Nothing'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='college'/><category term='Art Trade'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Art'/><category term='wtf'/><category term='Wolverine'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Painter X'/><category term='Touhou'/><category term='High school'/><category term='Anime Evolution'/><category term='Essays'/><category term='Animatic'/><category term='Life'/><category term='SketchBook Pro 2010'/><category term='Hetalia'/><category term='Ugly'/><category term='Sheridan'/><category term='Prom'/><category term='Monster'/><category term='Fanart'/><category term='Burn Notice'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='OCs'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='Artsy'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Up'/><category term='Toy Story'/><category term='Requests'/><category term='money'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Dysfunctional Sheet</title><subtitle type='html'>A sketch blog turned emo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6333655149618217662</id><published>2012-02-02T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T01:20:05.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animatic'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14696336b225d184" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14696336b225d184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570165%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82011C1B3EA2896A9DA42A6F2636E023D7B079C9.6C4F8773A1A00FE47B4DB4A51F8CED69ED0AC0B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14696336b225d184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtLtB3-lW8uQAxAzA6NKJpp9I2zE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14696336b225d184%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570165%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82011C1B3EA2896A9DA42A6F2636E023D7B079C9.6C4F8773A1A00FE47B4DB4A51F8CED69ED0AC0B9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14696336b225d184%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtLtB3-lW8uQAxAzA6NKJpp9I2zE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sequence/animatic I made on my own using Adobe Premier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud I figured it out finally. Though I still have no idea how to make decent gifs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to make more. I CAN ADD AUDIO TRACKS. Oh my god the possibilities.... I just gotta figure out the sizes and formats first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6333655149618217662?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6333655149618217662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2012/02/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6333655149618217662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6333655149618217662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2012/02/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-518229677620706675</id><published>2010-08-07T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T19:00:45.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>Haha so much for characterFORGE. Anyway, 2 more weeks until I leave for Toronto. My month is pretty much booked. Pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (Today): Eashah's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Driving/Cosplay&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Work/Driving/Cosplay/Drive-in&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Work/Hair/Driving&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Driving test/Amsterdam Cafeeee hollaaa&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Work/Grouse Grind&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Anime Evolution/Movie&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Anime Evolution/Pig Roast (maybe)&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Anime Evolution&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Work&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Work/Hair&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Work&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: ??&lt;br /&gt;Friday: ??&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Departure&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Arrival&lt;br /&gt;Monday: ??&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: English Test&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: ??&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: ??&lt;br /&gt;Friday: FanExpo&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: FanExpo/Yacht Party&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: FanExpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an agenda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-518229677620706675?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/518229677620706675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/518229677620706675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/518229677620706675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-341462792948782677</id><published>2010-07-09T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T22:40:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright.</title><content type='html'>Dear self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to grow up. This is a vicious industry where there are plenty of wolves dressed in sheep costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.cgsociety.org/showthread.php?t=893129&amp;amp;textlink&amp;amp;utm_source=newsletter&amp;amp;utm_medium=hot%2Bthreads&amp;amp;utm_term=893129&amp;amp;utm_content=textlink&amp;amp;utm_campaign=20100628"&gt;Knowledge&lt;/a&gt; makes your sword sharper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to bust some ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes!!! CFC Round 1 is up!!! AHHH. So excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-341462792948782677?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/341462792948782677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/341462792948782677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/341462792948782677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/alright.html' title='Alright.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-397182650974851067</id><published>2010-07-09T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:19:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally met the animator guys from &lt;a href="http://nerdcorps.ca/"&gt;Nerd Corps Entertainment&lt;/a&gt; yesterday at Amsterdam Cafe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was soooooooo bakkeeeddddddd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-397182650974851067?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/397182650974851067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/totally-met-animator-guys-from-nerd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/397182650974851067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/397182650974851067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/totally-met-animator-guys-from-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-688642890408962476</id><published>2010-07-07T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:07:56.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheridan'/><title type='text'>Eep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/TDUo6xH1hmI/AAAAAAAAAm8/3wGoC0YQw1c/s1600/XxDarrkangelxX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/TDUo6xH1hmI/AAAAAAAAAm8/3wGoC0YQw1c/s400/XxDarrkangelxX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491340310731916898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a lot has happened lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Sheridan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is it's not even animation. It's fundamentals but I'll take what I can get. Been getting out more, hanging out with friends, making some new ones, catching up with the old. Finally got tired of sitting around at home being depressed and angry about nothing when I could have done something about it. I am doing something about it. I'm moving out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely changed my perspective one-eighty degrees upside down. On one hand, it feels great to finally get away from it all and to exercise this freedom for it felt like, when I was living at home in my younger years, I was a bird with my wings rubber-banded to my body while I watched all the other little birdies fly away. I swore to myself, that when the day came, when I turned 18 when I could choose to leave, I would. I choose to leave and to chase my dream. It's given me the strength to first stand up to myself, to believe in what I do and what I am about to pursue. It's given me reason to justify my life and realize the evanescence of it all. Strengthening one's core one's sense of self radiates to others. I feel like I can now stand up for myself because I believe through and through that what this is right and no one should tell me otherwise. This is my own life to live. Next it has given me happiness, like a child finding his mother after being lost in a grocery store. Who isn't happy to have direction?  Anyway, in a sense, it's sort of backward how this was all supposed to work. First I chose, then I realized the weight of my choice. Normally, it should be the other way around, shouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was feeling great to be able to finally leave the retardedness of work and all the emotional turmoil of home. But the funny thing is, when everyone knew about me leaving, things started getting better. I started going out, hanging out with friends, smiling, laughing.... My mom started giving me more freedom, and I realized what responsibilities I had with that freedom because of the short term and long term consequences that would arise if I didn't live up to those responsibilities. I feel like a child all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I come to you blogspot, in fear and cowardice. I fear that I'm not ready. That I've been motivated by emotion all along, and that that emotion has lead to hastiness. I'm afraid that I'll be lonley in Oakville after knowing the greatness of company... of compassionate, understanding, wonderful, loving friends. I'm afraid again that there will be no consolation for tears. I'm afraid of choices that come with freedom. Now that I have what I've always wanted, it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I write, to solidify the justifications in my head. It helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may see these things off as silly things to worry about but the feeling is real and it sticks no matter how hard I justify it. Funny how our brain works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything will be okay. Everything will be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-688642890408962476?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/688642890408962476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/eep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/688642890408962476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/688642890408962476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/07/eep.html' title='Eep.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/TDUo6xH1hmI/AAAAAAAAAm8/3wGoC0YQw1c/s72-c/XxDarrkangelxX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8551712873681149454</id><published>2010-03-20T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:57:39.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>sorry, can i say AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-breathe-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8551712873681149454?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8551712873681149454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhgggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8551712873681149454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8551712873681149454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhgggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8441848801667711780</id><published>2010-03-10T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:44:28.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>So I have about 15 minutes to kill before class starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those people that can just blog whatever is on thier mind and have it be intensely meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean nothing every meaningful comes to my mind... I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8441848801667711780?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8441848801667711780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/03/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8441848801667711780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8441848801667711780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/03/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3135140637249012293</id><published>2010-02-04T23:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:10:46.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it so terrible that i get hit with a shot of depression whenever i look at my mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. To become a registered psychologist, I need my PsyD... or phD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 8 years of school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3135140637249012293?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3135140637249012293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it-so-terrible-that-i-get-hit-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3135140637249012293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3135140637249012293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-it-so-terrible-that-i-get-hit-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3875900863285413083</id><published>2010-01-22T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:07:23.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Up To</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want this blog to die. Guess I'll make it into a kind of... recording blog or something. Arhar. So if you were stalking for some other reason, just letting y'know that I've turned the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. What can I say.. Hmm letseeeee. A lot of things have happened since I last posted. Started spring semester at Langara. Augh 5 courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Psychology II 1215&lt;br /&gt;2. English 1127&lt;br /&gt;3. Japanese 1115&lt;br /&gt;4. History 1130&lt;br /&gt;5. Geography II 1190&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of going for a BA major in psych minor in fine art? or major fine art minor psych? Eh. I dunno. Don't think I have enough creds for a major in fine art though. Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should do pretty well in these courses. I hope. Just gotta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; get lazy. Haha. fuck. Gotta really start on my papers. Blegh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I feel like I should be partying more or something. Yes, yes I do get the feeling that I'm missing out on a fun part of first-year uni/college. I mean... Apparently I missed out on the whole "fun" parts of high school. I don't want to miss anything more. Blargh. So. Uh, I guess, if you have some BOOZE or WEED to spend like, call me up yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that it's been quite a balancing act between keeping up studies, friend time and work. My priorities are kind of messed up perhaps. Right now it seems to be work, draw/geek time, friends, school work. Rofl. Egh. Life really has taken on a totally new perspective. I mean, first semester I was a real mess. Lowest GPA ever... and other shit. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I don't run into any more family problems any time soon. Cause that's gonna really fuck everything up if something happens... &gt;&gt;" -sigh- Don't wanna do anymore stupid shit rofl.. Just when I was getting aunt flo to visit more often too ahah. I have a feeling I should GTFO before some shit actually does go down. Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Getting The F--k Out, I have a couple of options actually. Just gotta see how things roll out. One of my friends got evicted from his company apartment too lol. Guess we're all being forced to grow up or something. Might be moving to Ontario.. Maybe. Not likely though. I still haven't started on my portfolio fuuhck. Eh. But yeah Alyssa and Toni want to move to Vancouver, so I might just get a place with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is to stay at Langara for another year and then transfer to third year at UBC. Then 4th year at U of T? Perhaps. We'll see how this relationship with Eugene goes... What ever it actually is. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Mostly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3875900863285413083?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3875900863285413083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-ive-been-up-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3875900863285413083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3875900863285413083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Up To'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-9063108444153519654</id><published>2009-12-11T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:05:00.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Suzuki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Fortress 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High school'/><title type='text'>First Semester</title><content type='html'>Yeahhhh I survived the first semester of college/uni!! whoot. &lt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho~ I hope it snows today!! Gonna get my 'board waxed soon then head up to Grouse me thinks. Hehe.  I've been binge-ing on Team Fortress 2. Augh. I don't think I should install Dragon Age. Shit, I'd get nothing done. I was so productive when TF2 was uninstalled. AUUUGGH ADDICTIONNSS.  ):  I'm gonna have to stop gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -SIIIIGHHH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Steam, you'll always be my number one love.~ Boys are smelly. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see David Suzuki's Legacy lecture yesterday. The theme of the lecture was, "If David had one last lecture to give, what would he say?" It cost me $216.00, but you know I think it's worth it to see your hero live, talking about the last thing he would ever preach. Haha I make him sound like Jesus or something. But no seriously. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it kind of curious how I would spend $216.00 on going to see David Suzuki lecture for an hour and a half, while people on facebook post pictures depicting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; time they had at Lady Gaga, something I would never spend money on... well... maybe once (but only for the experience). It just goes to show how radically fucking different I am from everyone else. Maybe that's why I have no friends and am so anti-social at times. Haha. Ahh. Man his kids are so lucky to have such an amazing father. I wish my parents weren't such jobless, moneyless, educationless, losers... Yes, I did just call my parents losers. Heh, I don't give them enough credit but w/e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Dr. Suzuki said almost everything I knew already about climate change/ global warming/ pollution... it just felt like an honour to be in his presence. Y'know. Hahha. I dunno. &lt;: I think Earth is worth saving. Home is worth saving. "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem" no? I want to remember this lecture forever, I know that won't happen, but I hope to at least remember the feeling of hope and inspiration to give me courage to do the right thing everyday. &gt;&lt;" Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, UBC is fucking BEAUTIFUL. and this is from seeing it at night... Jeezus I wonder what it looks like during the day... One day UBC, you and I. ;D for sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhouu~Gotta get to work!! Lots of stuff I want to get done while I have the time!! :DDD YAYYY TIMEE!!! MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHHGHGHHHHH &gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-9063108444153519654?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/9063108444153519654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/9063108444153519654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/9063108444153519654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-semester.html' title='First Semester'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2675793013843763427</id><published>2009-11-21T01:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:45:41.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Swe2m-X7ijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IXfBzcSqi7g/s1600/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Swe2m-X7ijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IXfBzcSqi7g/s400/42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406490658376223282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School-- I'm currently failing macroeconomics. Yep. Where that is going, I'm not too sure, but like my friend Jacky said, "don't worry, it'll all work out." That I believe. So. Yeah. Thinking of majoring in Geology or Geography or something of that sort. Don't know what specific job yet, but I know what my ultimate goal is. It's just a matter of stirring up the passion and drive to go forth and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Math 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then chem 12, physics 11... maybe physics 12. Baugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to online classes though so it shouldn't be too bad. I just need to get rid of this procrastination problem. I wish there was a pill for this or something. Whoever ends up inventing that will be my hero... and will own 90% of my savings fund for sure. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work -- Nothing much has happened at work. Though it is quite epically awesome when people that look like your OCs come waltzing in. Haha. Work is entertaining and fun. The good for sure outweigh the bads. :P I'm not getting enough hours now with Jodie as ASM. Hopefully I'll get more in Dec. I also have to apply for the starbucks bursary. Hmm. $500 yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met one of my old regulars today. Oh my God I haven't seen her in sooooo long!! She's such a great person. Ah! It made me happeh. Today was just and overall happeh day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other-- I went out for lunch with Gary today. Went to Kams. Baked seafood fried riceeeee soooo goooooooodddd~ Hehe. ALDghsldg. Idk. I get shy a lot. Ahaha. Aha. Not usually though. Hah. @__@;; Too bad we didn't have enough time to draw~~ )))': Maybe he'll drop by my work and then we can doodle. :D Cooommoonn temptation of free internetttt. asoieghwaoieg. @///@;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home my mother and I ended up talking for like 3-4 hours. I feel like this is the first time I've really actually talked to her as her daughter without holding back since grade 7. Not since all that 2 year drama. It took... how many years to wear off finally? I love my mother more than ever now. She actually is a competent person! I take back every "crazy woman" accusation I've ever said about her. My mother is human everyone!! Just like me. Hehe we learn over time I guess. That's all there is to it. And a lot more. I don't know. I feel a lot better now that my mother and I are better terms. I guess I respect her more than ever. Hehe. College really is quite the experience, especially internally. I love being free of peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to stop procrastinating now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2675793013843763427?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2675793013843763427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2675793013843763427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2675793013843763427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Swe2m-X7ijI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IXfBzcSqi7g/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8268591342094192116</id><published>2009-10-23T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:25:18.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SketchBook Pro 2010'/><title type='text'>Another one?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SuF2NWho_wI/AAAAAAAAAWs/78KDxNQDdyg/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SuF2NWho_wI/AAAAAAAAAWs/78KDxNQDdyg/s400/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395723800323620610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blog btw. This one got pretty emo. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk wtf happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sheetshimi.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8268591342094192116?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8268591342094192116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8268591342094192116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8268591342094192116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-one.html' title='Another one?!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SuF2NWho_wI/AAAAAAAAAWs/78KDxNQDdyg/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3644261699715903003</id><published>2009-10-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T13:54:43.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>wah wah wah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Ssz-zVJzfrI/AAAAAAAAATk/EBvf0wlEdkg/s1600-h/skp73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Ssz-zVJzfrI/AAAAAAAAATk/EBvf0wlEdkg/s400/skp73.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389963011860692658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;ARUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can't complain about this enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate writing essays. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THEM SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I regret not taking high school seriously I regret it i regret it i regret it. Then again, there is are a number of things wrong with our secondary school system. Especially within the english department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all: the english curriculum. It's slow. It's redundant. It's elementary school level. Upon entering high school I expected a much higher level of English education than I was taught. Instead of focusing on how to write a decent essay, increasing reading comprehension, building vocabulary, public speaking, or creative writing, I was taught and re-taught the difference between a verb and a noun. Sure we read some books. No, let me correct myself, we were spoon fed some pocket novels. They may have been important historically, cognitavely etc. but, seriously, Lord of the Flies should not be part of the grade 10 curriculum. It should be grade 8. I went into high school and came out of it writing the same way I wrote in grade 7. You could blame me for my unwillingness to learn and say "oh but, you didn't try, that's just your own fault". Sorry if I fall asleep in class due to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;incredible &lt;/span&gt;amount of retardedness and lack of enthusiasm for learning in your standard english classroom. What do you expect from a teenager? "YAY INCOMPREHENSIBLE SHAKESPEAR!"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, fuck Shakespear. Learn to speak english you ditzy silly bearded man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another thing, sure Shakespear ONCE is GOOD ENOUGH. Seriously 3 times over the course of 4 years?! What the fuck is so special about that guy anyway? He was different he wrote a lot of plays and short stories and poems and what have you. Historically he changed the face of literature by thinking outside the box and showing expressing the world objectively. Yeah he was different. But you know who else was different?! EDGAR ALLAN POE. THE DALAI lAMA. MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.?! Did they not also read and write? Did they not also change history and the face of literature? Why do we not study them (you racist motherfuckers) as well? Why don't we study Canadian literature? Or wartime literature? Why don't we do creative writing? Why don't we do public speaking? Why don't we analyze different types of writing? Wouldn't that help one to write an essay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed as well, the reduncancy of the system. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every single year&lt;/span&gt; I find that my english teachers take a couple days or so to teach the proper "structure" for an essay. Intro, minimum 3 body paragraphs, conclusion. But did anyone teach me what a THESIS was?! NO. Did anyone teach me what a good intro looks like?! What a good conclusion should sound like without it having it sound like it's repeating itself? How about body paragraphs? FOOTNOTES? ENDNOTES? PROPER CITATION? IF YOU'RE GOING TO SPOON FEED KIDS THROUGH HIGH SCHOOL MIGHT AS WELL DO A GOOD JOB OF IT. Don't just leave important things out to FUCK THEM OVER later. Seriously, if a high school kid doesn't know the basic structure for an essay after grade 8, that's just their loss &amp;amp; learning experience. There's too much time wasted on telling kids that an essay consists of a minimum of 5 paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, (This may just be the teacher pretaining to Gladstone secondary but) is writing considered an art? Yes? Is not the best way to improve one's art through CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISIZM? I must handed in over 30 essays during my entire stay at high school, I don't recall even ONE with decent constructive critizism. Maybe recieved a couple back with spelling and/or grammatical errors corrected, at most. But NEVER has a teacher asked to talk to me about a shitty essay and say "Hey kid, that was a pretty shitty essay, I noticed you handed in your rough draft and brainstorming process as well. Would you like to explain to me what you were thinking and maybe we could work on improving this piece of work?" NEVER. You can't just expect every15 year old to recive a fail grade on an essay and go up to the teacher to ask for help or advice. TEACHERS need to take intitive. They are older, they are wiser, they were 15 once and know the mentality of a 15 year old. THEY'RE TEACHERS FOR CHRISSAKE. EVERYONE KNOWS THEY GET PAID LIKE SHIT. and "It's not like we became teachers for the pay"... THEN DO YOUR JOB PROPERLY. MAYBE YOU DESRVE TO GET SUCH A SHITTY SALARY. /rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a now college student and an only child if only I knew the crappy quality of the English high school curriculum I would have forced myself into english mini school, or tried for AP english as fast as I could. The jump from high school style english to the expectation of even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;college &lt;/span&gt;style english feels overwhelming. Sure some students abosrb english easily and understand structure and excel at it, but it's like how some other students absorb math easily. But at least with math, its all just clear cutting and following the rules. though there are barely any rules for english I still believe that all this loosey-goosey bunch of bullshit nonsense can bring out so much more potential in an individual if more effort and common sense was applied to teaching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in-class essays! D&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3644261699715903003?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3644261699715903003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/10/wah-wah-wah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3644261699715903003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3644261699715903003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/10/wah-wah-wah.html' title='wah wah wah'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Ssz-zVJzfrI/AAAAAAAAATk/EBvf0wlEdkg/s72-c/skp73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5916450799476336180</id><published>2009-09-10T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:37:12.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the past couple weeks have been prettttyyy crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started at Langara College on Tuesday which I paid tuition for and books for all by myself. Watching my bank account drain from 3k+ to 1k, regardless of the circumstances, in the course of a week is a heartbreaker. A real heartbreaker. Can't afford uni... ;n; It doesn't help that I have this irrational phobia of student loans. They're like those bear traps just waiting for you to step on them so they can take your leg and some how your arm too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up with a single parent tends to make you very cautious and wary of loaning money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My schedule isn't exactly ideal either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SqnCg4BhfKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/37zpTo7vkVU/s1600-h/langschedsept10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SqnCg4BhfKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/37zpTo7vkVU/s400/langschedsept10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380045099921144994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;COMON. FIVE HOUR BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck am I going to do for 5 hours? It takes me an hour to get home. I need a car. Well on Janurary 10th 2010 I can take the road test for my Class 7N during the ICE and SNOW and OLYMPIC TRAFFIC. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm quite secretly enjoying my classes. Environmental Geography is a little more lax than I expected it to be, but other than that, everything is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'd have to say Prinicpals of Macro Economics 1221 is my favorite class... and this is based upon my first class which I had today. My prof, Lanny Zrill, is one captivating guy. Funny, engaging, spoke from personal experience. If only teachers in high school were like Lanny lol. Superb teacher. I was suprised at how personal the lecture seemed even though he was teaching in one of langara's bigger lecture halls. The class was maybe about... 50-80 people? Give or take some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about being lectured and simply reading the textbook. I suppose anyone, with enough motivation to, could just crack open a textbook and learn the material themselves but what fun would that be now? Lol. Anyway yeah, it looks like a challenge. Sititng in that hall surrounded by all these other older more mature and financially aware adults makes me feel out of place. But then again, that's my job to put in the effort to belong. College is not a place to be self-concious about looks it's a place of learning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though really, there's this vibe that goes around; it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; just a beauty contest between adults. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics seems very applicable to everyday life even though it is Macro Econ. A lot of my friends are taking Micro Econ first. They say "it just made more sense to me." Why didn't I think of that? Then again, I don't think it matters. Maybe I prefer to get the bigger picture before the details. It's like art right? Rough before ink. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year has barely begun and I'm already super worried about my midterms and finals. I believe all of my classes require me to write at least 2 essays of 8 pages or more each with approximately 1000 to 1500 words. Honestly, those numbers would be intimidating to anyone who scored a fail 3 out of 5 on the LET. Also, it doesn't help that I'm not taking english this semester. I haven't seriously tried to write a decent essay since grade 8. In fact, I think my best written essay throughout my entire career in high school was done &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; grade 8. I remember reading it in grade 11 and going, "wow shit, I wrote this?". Everyone knows I have this disability when it comes to communicating my thoughts. CLREARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get philosophical here; I'll rant about how my environment and heritage contributed to why I cannot communicate and have such a huge tolerance for bull-fucking-shit (Euphemism: "indifference") which ultimately leads me to religiously believe fully in determinism. More soft determinism than hard. I still believe in choices, but choices made because of pure desire not entirely influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to enlighten you on asian mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They do not take "no" for an answer. As far as an asian mother is concerned this word coming from their child (also known as thier sub-ordinate) does not exist in their vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freedom is speech is non-existant within earshot range. Infact, it is illegal and punishable by parental command and law. Which is also known as, "I will beat you with a dangerous object and make absolutly sure it hurts and that you cry and beg for forgivness" punishment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disrespect of any kind will not be tolerated. This includes being honest and saying "yes mom, I think you do look fat in that dress." Again, this is illegal and punishable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Their word is law. Their word is sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let them take out the psychotic emotional bitch. Trust me, after 40 years of pms, they're experts at getting what they want via backdoor "emotional" methods. They know all your buttons, all your strings. They know how you work. Asian mothers pull and push at them shamelessly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They talk. You shut up, you agree to everything they say. That is your job in life, your life goal. Make them rich and happy at all costs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In essence, (I'm generalizing here) an asian family is like a hardcore micro-fascist regime. Everything disasterous destined to happen in the history of politics, you can find in studying in an asian family. Something about it being an invasion of privacy? What? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fascist regime, your opinion doesn't matter, your don't get a say. To the government, you're just a number, a soldier of the state; and I quote in the humble words Tyler Durden, "Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else. " With that being said, one might as well kill one's sense of morality and ideologies while one is still ahead. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So my mother isn't that hardcore, but the same conclusion to this shakey train-of-thought still applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I have just come off as having a cynical and seemingly hopeless view on life, but no matter how you think of it, you are what your environment has influenced upon you. Adaptation. Determinism. Fascism. Asian mothers. Isn't it great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to play the blame game, but for the sake of wanting to practice a bit of writing in general... I wrote this. Anyway, I thought it'd help reinforce what I'm learning about in Philosophy: Knowledge and Reality. Ahaha. Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should start forming opinions on things. Ah, the dilemmas of being an adolescent. Who are you? Who am I? Who? Huh? Who...Whatwherewhenwhyhow?... -Angst-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essays. Gotta learn how to write them. But first, got to find out where the writing centre is in my school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Blargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5916450799476336180?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5916450799476336180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/09/college.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5916450799476336180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5916450799476336180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/09/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SqnCg4BhfKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/37zpTo7vkVU/s72-c/langschedsept10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7437130535111014679</id><published>2009-08-28T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T02:37:39.339-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>(Y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SpelR9AGU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IN0fem1dOL4/s1600-h/skp32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SpelR9AGU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IN0fem1dOL4/s400/skp32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374946408141313010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, everything's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7437130535111014679?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7437130535111014679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/y.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7437130535111014679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7437130535111014679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/y.html' title='(Y)'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SpelR9AGU_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IN0fem1dOL4/s72-c/skp32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3524292513400497118</id><published>2009-08-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T09:23:15.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hells yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So-9cMSXaWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/_pzup-AcPDE/s1600-h/spidey2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So-9cMSXaWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/_pzup-AcPDE/s400/spidey2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372721172508535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Request for Spidey the Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMU Mokiee ;n;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL. I just got this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;    Langara College&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice - Courses Dropped for Non-payment of Fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Christine ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langara ID: ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note:  You have been dropped from all of your Fall Semester 2009 courses because you did not pay all of your fees owing by the published August 18, 2009 fee payment deadline.  The Registration Fee Payment and Refund Policy is available at www.langara.bc.ca/about-langara/policies/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to attempt to reregister into courses, you may do so from August 24, 2009  to September 14, 2009 inclusive (see the Registration Access Schedule at http://www.langara.bc.ca/registration/reg-guide/reg-timeline.html ).  Refer to the Fall Semester 2009 Registration Guide for information about fee payment for courses added as of August 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an automated message. Do not reply.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just sucks that I might not be going with people I was looking forward to chillen' with. :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a-a-aaart.. sch-ss-schoollll....?&lt;br /&gt;-outstretches hand meekly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up people do fucked up shit and it turns into a never ending cycle of fuckedupness.&lt;br /&gt;For once, I feel scared shitless about my future.&lt;br /&gt;/depressingmiserablelife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so excited to blog about Kirill too.&lt;br /&gt;Another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3524292513400497118?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3524292513400497118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/hells-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3524292513400497118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3524292513400497118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/hells-yeah.html' title='Hells yeah'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So-9cMSXaWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/_pzup-AcPDE/s72-c/spidey2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7488174464748045404</id><published>2009-08-20T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:45:15.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Poo! lol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So21IGE6NGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZL4MmArf0dk/s1600-h/whoosh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So21IGE6NGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZL4MmArf0dk/s400/whoosh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372149081197655138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a day off from work. Shit. I'm attempting to clean the chaos in this room. It's quite depressing because everything seems to remind me of how I'm not on vacation right now.Why does it feel like all the worst shit happens to me? Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate hypocrites. I fucking hate them with every molecule of my being. Especially the ones that think they're all righteous and shit. Say one thing, do another. Essentially, I'm ranting about my mother here. She gets so fucking worked up every time I mention sleeping over at someone's house. In my ENTIRE 18 years of my life, I've only slept over at someone's house ONCE. Yeah sure, buy me a plane ticket to Japan, knowing full well that I'll be sharing a room with friends and who knows who the fuck else for TWO WEEKS fucking OVERSEAS but don't let me sleepover for ONE NIGHT at a friend's house. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm EIGHTEEN. I demand my independence. Fucking B.C. and their fucking legal 19 years of age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate a lot of things about my life. I'm not just whining like a stupid spoiled bitch here. I can defend my arguments, but it's tiring always saying the same shit over again and not getting a response out of anyone. It's like trying to beat a dead horse with a bat to life. People just don't give a shit right? Nobody gives a shit unless you're family right? TOO BAD I DON'T HAVE ONE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to people online has become a science or branch of algebra to me. It seems like the best way to casually write sentences online is to overload them with simileys and LOL's, Lol!'s, lol!'s, lawl!'s, Rofl!'s, lmao!!'s, omg's, OMG!'s, and, !!!. It makes you seem a shit ton more friendly. After all, the internet is just one big friendly contest. If you write just a normal sentance with a capital letter at the beginning and a period at the end, you're too serious. Gtfo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when people say to me "You shouldn't be working so much" or "Your youth should be about discovering who you are and having fun" or "You should just do what you like, don't worry about money. It comes and it goes." I fucking hate it because that's not me and it's true what they say. That makes me a hypocrite doesn't it? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No wonder I get suicidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault that my biggest concern is money?&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault I'd rather not say anything?&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault I'm bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blegh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7488174464748045404?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7488174464748045404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/poo-lol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7488174464748045404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7488174464748045404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/poo-lol.html' title='Poo! lol!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/So21IGE6NGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZL4MmArf0dk/s72-c/whoosh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8712763245709666521</id><published>2009-08-19T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:42:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 72</title><content type='html'>[Brief Summary of Project 72]&lt;br /&gt;72 is a project I've decided to start involving one drawing per week, hopefully, for one whole year. The theme of the drawing shall randomly be decided by the Random Word Plus* generator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't think I've ever mentioned this before on here (it's common courtesy/sense) but, please do not steal any of my work (claiming it as your own) or else I will take you off my friends list (dA, FB, wherever else) and may wreak all havoc and chaos upon your PC, as I am the last boss of the internet. Thank you~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WORD OF THE WEEK - FLASH&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sowbk7iHP_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/O-6_V6EgxV0/s1600-h/Flash2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sowbk7iHP_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/O-6_V6EgxV0/s400/Flash2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371698776816173042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so I can draw.&lt;br /&gt;I like drawing. It's... just the... lack of theme/shit to draw. I can draw anything for anyone, except for myself. Dunno if I'll update 72 here every week, but for those interested, I'll regularly (or will try to) update my FB album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*&lt;&lt;a href="http://watchout4snakes.com/creativitytools/RandomWord/RandomWordPlus.aspx" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://watchout4snakes.com/creativitytools/RandomWord/RandomWordPlus.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8712763245709666521?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8712763245709666521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/project-72.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8712763245709666521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8712763245709666521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/project-72.html' title='Project 72'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sowbk7iHP_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/O-6_V6EgxV0/s72-c/Flash2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8884692293608309727</id><published>2009-08-16T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:35:17.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hetalia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burn Notice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monster'/><title type='text'>Nngh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SoewPuAtrqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Rsxqk06_zo8/s1600-h/sadgdgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SoewPuAtrqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Rsxqk06_zo8/s400/sadgdgd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370454864758156962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm slowly losing grip on all artistic ambition. Shame, cause, it was the only one thing I really felt I'd never lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to paint... I'm so sick of digital. I find it's more... personal if you have a hard copy of whatever art you've created. Just seeing art or a picture through a computer monitor can only go so far. For me at least. I need to feel the strokes, the viscosity of the paint, the texture of the canvas... Lol. Wow doesn't that sound totally artnerd or what. Anyway, the thought of spending hundreds of dollars on art supplies just kills any minute spark of abstract thought. It's like my left hemisphere is taking over. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How much will it all cost? Will you ever use this again? You could buy this this and that instead of silly art supplies. What about school? You need money f--.... etc.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe I'm just too good at adapting. Haha. Yay for darwinism maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss, Evelyn, schduled me 5 days next week. I'm looking forward to working and getting out of this shitty building... into a car and another building. Haha. Oh well, at least at work I have someone to look forward to. Maybe. Haha. Thinking about Tyler still makes me giddy and all girly-shit inside, but it's not as intense as before lol. He probably has his eye on some other girl by now. Relationships don't exactly appeal to me right now anyway. Even if Tyler doesn't come in, I can catch up on work gossip and other regulars. And if all else fails, there's always work work work to keep my mind off things. Maybe I should get a second job. Hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been sleeping a lot... since the whole passport thing. Apperently sleeping does not infact make the days go by faster. It makes the nights longer and colder. So I switched back to a day schedule. Been watching Monster and Axis Powers Hetalia in my spare time and spending ridiculous amounts of time on s4 league. I dunno. The anti-social barrier has been up, but at least it's more transparent than usual. Sometimes I wish someone would care enough to just roll thier big fat obese personalities into my life and through my barrier and smother me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hetalia is pretty funny actually. I do quite enjoy it. It's entertaining and true to actual modern history. Which is great for a historynerd/fan like me. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't enjoy&lt;/span&gt;, however, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obvious blatent fucking fanservice &lt;/span&gt;and pairings. But oh well, it is an anime. What else can you expect right? As a result, in search for something more serious, I stumbled upon Monster. I remember Nancy really liking it so I'm giving it a try. So far it's alright. But, why are they using this great storyline for an anime? Everything seems so normal. It's a waste drawing when nothing is supernatural (or exaggerated -eyetwitch-). I think it'd have more impact as a drama or a movie or something. It might even capture a bigger audience and wider fan base. Maybe it's the dull paint bucket colours or the lack of "ooh sparkly!" that bores me about Monster. It also feels like it's sort of dragging. Just a bit. Just a tad. Wow, see, there goes my left hemisphere again. Moneymoneymoneymoney. Numbersnumbersnumbersnumbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petr and I had our sacred Saturday rolling &amp;amp; flopping about, unhealthy lunch &amp;amp; snacks, and Hell's Kitchen &amp;amp; a movie ritual today. Well, technically yesterday. Instead of a movie, though, we watched 8 eps of the first season of Burn Notice! Oh god. Oh god. Michael's smile. Oh god. Kills me every time. He's like an oyster. Normal on the outside, looks a bit like the environment, but has that pearl that makes you want to covet him. Seriously. He gets 18395109527 times more gorgeous smiling. Even fake smiling ffs. AHH. I think Burn Notice is going up as one of my favorite series. I love Fiona. Right now, she's my favorite female character from anything ever created. Lol. Love her character, can't wait to see more of her personality! The show is great, storyline is great, every episode is great, even though I can see it has that same over and over again theme, kind of like House but at least with Burn Notice the jobs are part and for the main storyline. This is exactly what I'm talking about. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; is what I like. Sucks though, 'cause I had a similar storyline and character relationship that I was thinking of/working on before I even knew what Burn Notice was about. Bbbah! Oh well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shit happens&lt;/span&gt;. I GET IT. You can stop now, God. I'm looking forward to next Saturday. Or maybe sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start finding better things to do than sit infront of my computer and work. Maybe I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; go buy some paints to cheer me up. Haha. What else is the majority of your money for than ultimately to make yourself happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8884692293608309727?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8884692293608309727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/nngh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8884692293608309727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8884692293608309727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/nngh.html' title='Nngh'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SoewPuAtrqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Rsxqk06_zo8/s72-c/sadgdgd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-599149513336131988</id><published>2009-08-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:11:22.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>pyon pyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SnuoSMNrb9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ixK3B2ygpk0/s1600-h/skp40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SnuoSMNrb9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ixK3B2ygpk0/s400/skp40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367068411411787730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leavemealoneleavemealoneleavemealoneleavemealone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Tyler today. No heart attack, but it made everything melt away like butter. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-599149513336131988?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/599149513336131988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/pyon-pyon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/599149513336131988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/599149513336131988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/08/pyon-pyon.html' title='pyon pyon'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SnuoSMNrb9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/ixK3B2ygpk0/s72-c/skp40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3192932146792460903</id><published>2009-07-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:24:26.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>HGGGGGGGGEAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Why?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sm6HkoiWwNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qi5Qntx_Xfg/s1600-h/skp14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sm6HkoiWwNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qi5Qntx_Xfg/s400/skp14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363373269671395538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too hot to draw.... I don't wanna keep my baby on too long anyway... -sigh- she's at 52 degrees, probably 54 now, when really she's supposed to be under 40 to keep her motherboard from overheating/exploding. Blargh. I'm melting away here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I worked. Then I went to Alena's house for a Kyle XY marathon in the HEAT. GRAGH. She's leaving on August 4th /CRY. IMMA MISS YOOOUUUUU!! Come back soon hunnie :&lt;. AH. The PLOT THICKENS. AH. But yeah, now I can see why it got cancelled. The second season wasn't that great... and it has that soap opera feel to it... BUT IT'S STILL REALLY GOOD. Ngghhheeehhh. And I jsut found out that I've been watching the American version of The Office. Not the British one. Lol. Considering taking guitar lessons with Andreas. :) He said he'd give me a discount. Woot! Maybe when I start at langara/get back from japan though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man there's so much shit I want to dooooooo!! But no timmmeeee~ I want to go into some asian martial art too. I was so deprived of this kind of shit when I was a child so I'm gonna do it all now. :| So that makes... fencing, asian martial art, school, work. -insert tiny social life here and there- BAH. Looks like no partying for me. Ok, maybe some partying. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. Today I was feeling pretty shitty/guilty for being late for work.... and then... Tyler came in. And I swear I had an angina attack for 3 seconds when I saw him. It was the most painful thing ever. But ah, all my guilt just... melted away... kind of like the way I'm melting in the heat right now... except with flowers and unicorns and rainbows and bubbles and the like. Ah, we've only talked for about 5 minutes out of 20hrs I've seen him at our store, and I'm already bursting with girliness. Iced Venti Iced Coffee with Milk. He smiled at me when he picked it up. Ahhh~... I made that drink with blind heated infatuated love (aka estrogen). I hope he liked it. -siiiggghhh-. I watched him walk all the way back across the parking lot to Canadian Tire even though we were having a rush. FUCK MY HORMONES. DB&lt; One side of my brain is on disgusted reject mode right now, but I blocked that noise out with bright fluffy clouds... of loooove. I have an urge to smash my head repeatedly against a wall but I think I'll ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have a weakness for charming guys. Bonus points if they're badass assholes, with actually-I-do-care and geeky/nerdy insides. Ah, I just find Tyler so effing charming. I think it's his smile... and the little things he does y'know. Maybe it's his genuinity. When I first said hi to him while I was making his drink, he carefully leaned over the counter and was literally all eyes and ears. It was like I was the elementary school teacher and he was the student sitting cross-legged wide-eyed on the floor. With a big silly smile on his face; of course. Sure, lots of people do that, but he seemed.. so... sincere about it... He also seems very humble; it's the way he speaks, the way walks, the way he smiles innocently. You don't get sincerity from city people. No. Does not exist. At least not in this city. "Hi how are you?" "Fine! Yourself?" "Good thank you!" "What can I get for you today?"... I should just have a recording. I'd save energy by saving my breath. Turns out he isn't from Vancouver. (Bet he's a a devout christian from hill billy land) JKKZZZ... I asked him if he was going the fireworks, he said no... never heard of them before. AUGH. I had a sudden urge to invite him to go with me after work the very minute I said that. Oh Tyler, I'm working 8 days in a row. Hopefully you'll give me a heart attack next time.... of loooove &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SIIIGHH-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3192932146792460903?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3192932146792460903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/hggggggggeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3192932146792460903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3192932146792460903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/hggggggggeat.html' title='HGGGGGGGGEAT.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sm6HkoiWwNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Qi5Qntx_Xfg/s72-c/skp14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-729336409390518260</id><published>2009-07-24T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:34:29.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>No More Rabbit Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmpvHKdzDJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K0cls76oAnk/s1600-h/Roland+Deschain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmpvHKdzDJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K0cls76oAnk/s400/Roland+Deschain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362220475197099154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life's been pretty awesome. Sometimes I feel I can't love life anymore because I'm completely in love it. Sometimes I hate life so much my thoughts fantasize and glorify suicide in my head. An adventure is waiting out there for me. Life goes on. I've turned my face the sun. There's no point being pessimistic, there's no point complaining. There's no point being egotistic and living in a bubble. If adolescence was one mountain I climbed, I'm so happy to have made it through. It was the hardest fucking work out I've ever done. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I only hope that my life after this summer will continue to be as fucked up as it has been in the past, only this time, I know better. Imma grab this bull by the horns and ride this mother fucking boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-729336409390518260?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/729336409390518260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-more-rabbit-hole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/729336409390518260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/729336409390518260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-more-rabbit-hole.html' title='No More Rabbit Hole'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmpvHKdzDJI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K0cls76oAnk/s72-c/Roland+Deschain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3469856298516014227</id><published>2009-07-23T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:17:35.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>All The Time</title><content type='html'>Every time... Endling's panelling makes me want to shoot myself in the foot in self-rage. Oh End, how can you be so fucking epic!? -kisses ass-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmiM0WKDnYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CVNLuj4hQJ0/s1600-h/skp27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmiM0WKDnYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CVNLuj4hQJ0/s400/skp27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361690187313421698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3469856298516014227?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3469856298516014227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3469856298516014227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3469856298516014227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-time.html' title='All The Time'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmiM0WKDnYI/AAAAAAAAAOI/CVNLuj4hQJ0/s72-c/skp27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4903013737573037661</id><published>2009-07-22T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:18:12.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Why I draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'd rather just show you than tell you how I feel. It's a real good euphemism.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Smc3e-cxjmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iEPXjLDoB3A/s1600-h/skp26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Smc3e-cxjmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iEPXjLDoB3A/s400/skp26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361314886707154530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4903013737573037661?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4903013737573037661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-draw.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4903013737573037661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4903013737573037661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-draw.html' title='Why I draw'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Smc3e-cxjmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iEPXjLDoB3A/s72-c/skp26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1475511319070670068</id><published>2009-07-20T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:14:59.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seeing my regulars makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmVoh_PhVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YJMhdCkJMko/s1600-h/skp18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmVoh_PhVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YJMhdCkJMko/s400/skp18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360805864575947938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Orlando &lt;3, A.J., Amanda, Tyler, John, 3.99 mug lady, Rachel, Anim, 2 grande darks guy, grande mild guy, doppio con pana guy, venti mild guy, venti mocha lady all put a smile on my face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1475511319070670068?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1475511319070670068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1475511319070670068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1475511319070670068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehe.html' title='Hehe'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmVoh_PhVKI/AAAAAAAAAN4/YJMhdCkJMko/s72-c/skp18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5454556262774264904</id><published>2009-07-20T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:34:39.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe in medication, I believe in therapy...</title><content type='html'>Went to see Harry Potter 6 with Nancy and her siblings today. It just reminded me of how much I loved those books. Ah, such good pieces of escapism, they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I prefer pencil. No ref woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmQrC_4YsjI/AAAAAAAAANw/QIvk4i2cTfM/s1600-h/HP--NNGGHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SmQrC_4YsjI/AAAAAAAAANw/QIvk4i2cTfM/s400/HP--NNGGHHH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360456786985398834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was nice having something to draw. I haven't touched my tablet for almost a week. Guh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been pathetically apathetic. I dunno. I feel like I haven't really lived or felt anything sincerely real since 2003-2004. High school was all just a blur in dream; my friends don't actually exist, I'm not real and that I'm just waiting to wake up from this coma. What if I died and didn't remember and wound up here? Maybe children are really just naive. Meh. If this is a dream, live like it's a dream right? All the better to make the best of it. Maybe I'm just too fucking philosophical about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnnnggghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTB: emotional stimulus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to write about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5454556262774264904?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5454556262774264904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-believe-in-medication-i-believe-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5454556262774264904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the smell of his CLEAN laundry&lt;br /&gt;and his deodorant&lt;br /&gt;his skin&lt;br /&gt;his hair&lt;br /&gt;his shampoo&lt;br /&gt;his conditioner&lt;br /&gt;his gel&lt;br /&gt;I miss his dorkiness&lt;br /&gt;I miss his geekiness&lt;br /&gt;his analogies&lt;br /&gt;I miss his honesty&lt;br /&gt;I miss his sensibility&lt;br /&gt;I miss his sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;his sadness&lt;br /&gt;and his tears&lt;br /&gt;his happiness&lt;br /&gt;and his grin&lt;br /&gt;I miss his thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I miss his cute face&lt;br /&gt;his handsome face&lt;br /&gt;his dorky face&lt;br /&gt;his murrmurrmurr face&lt;br /&gt;and his evil grin-y face&lt;br /&gt;I miss his hugs&lt;br /&gt;I miss his kisses,&lt;br /&gt;the horny kind&lt;br /&gt;the loving kind&lt;br /&gt;the practice kind&lt;br /&gt;the playful kind&lt;br /&gt;the eskimo kind&lt;br /&gt;the nose hump kind&lt;br /&gt;I miss holding hands&lt;br /&gt;and piggy backs&lt;br /&gt;and clinginess&lt;br /&gt;and tickling&lt;br /&gt;and running around&lt;br /&gt;and chasing&lt;br /&gt;hiding&lt;br /&gt;catching&lt;br /&gt;squishing&lt;br /&gt;huggling&lt;br /&gt;rolling&lt;br /&gt;wrestling&lt;br /&gt;martial arts-ing&lt;br /&gt;I miss his knobby knees&lt;br /&gt;I miss his wooly legs&lt;br /&gt;I miss his big feet&lt;br /&gt;and long toes&lt;br /&gt;I miss biting&lt;br /&gt;and slapping&lt;br /&gt;and scratching&lt;br /&gt;and hair-pulling&lt;br /&gt;yelling&lt;br /&gt;and screaming&lt;br /&gt;laying on the floor out of breath&lt;br /&gt;laughing&lt;br /&gt;cuddling&lt;br /&gt;I miss his stubble&lt;br /&gt;I miss his jawline&lt;br /&gt;I miss his slightly crooked nose&lt;br /&gt;I miss his lips&lt;br /&gt;I miss his eyes&lt;br /&gt;,those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and fine curly eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;I miss the how the colour always changed&lt;br /&gt;I miss his small funny shaped ears&lt;br /&gt;I miss his neck&lt;br /&gt;I miss his long skinny arms&lt;br /&gt;I miss his large hands&lt;br /&gt;with long soft slender fingers&lt;br /&gt;like icicles&lt;br /&gt;that grow wider at the tips&lt;br /&gt;I miss their touch on my skin&lt;br /&gt;on my face&lt;br /&gt;on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;across my lips&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way he used to look at me&lt;br /&gt;and smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-980375832984029972?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/980375832984029972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/980375832984029972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Is it just me, or does everything seem to get a shit ton more smellier during the hot summer days? Seriously. I walk into my house; the smell reminds me of feet because crab is for dinner. God, my mom and Paul have been going nuts on crab, I feel like we've eaten a good beach's worth of them. I could never cook crab on my own... I couldn't stand sitting there while the poor thing boiled alive. I can cut the head off a chicken, I can play soccer with a live frog, I can unmercifully pull the wings off a butterfly or the tail off a lizard, but for some reason, I can't be in the kitchen while I know crab is boiling in a pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's car smells like bad breath... I BLAME AC. Yeah, that's right. Air conditioning. Don't open the window, it'll get hot! You're wasting gas, you're wasting energy. Oh for christ sake. It's... disgusting. I'd rather breathe in BO than bad breath. Fuuuuhhhckk. ... Anyway, work is pretty fucking smelly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually open the store so the fresh smell of sitting garbage combined with the smell of sour coffee/milk usually greet me good morning when I walk in. I have to throw that shit out too later. Fuck. The freight elevator I use to bring the garbage down to the parking lot smells like... dirty underwear.... I have never seen garbage bins surrounded by flies before, to be honest... Even at McDickholes... Even in the Philippines... But these garbage bins... are like... the capital city of flies. I guess it could smell worse, but it's still pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh. But yeah, this week has been pretty long. Maybe due to work, but it's all good. I don't mind working actually. I do quite like 8 hour shifts. Hahaha. Pay day this friday! Hoorah! This pay cheque and and next should be quite large. Hehe. I've been working and going out and working and going out. I got home yesterday at 8pm and like crawled into bed, passed out for 4 hours, woke up for 10 mins to wash up and stuff, then slept the night away. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Ice Age 3!! Hahahahah ooohhh myy Goooodddd. It was a pretty typical adverture-esque type storyline. If you're going to watch Ice Age 3, don't expect anything too psychologically deep. Don't expect much in general. it's a kids movie. But, ah it was entertianing. SPOILER ALERT! The part where Buck was flying the bird was intense and tooo freaking funny. Oh man, when he was poking the bird's eyeball I just freaking lost it. It was so good. It was kind of stupid how they showed the squirrels as preview though... it doesn't make it as entertaining/funny when you see it in the movie... it's just like, "yep, seen this 23985629385 times already... cooomoonnn nexxtt scene..." But yeah, turns out my manager watched it yesterday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh there are soo many movies I want to watch! I want to see BRUNO and The Hangover... Blargh! If I wasn't saving up for Japan all my money would have been long surrendered to Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I can't wait to get my class 5 licence. God I really wish I wasn't such a lazy idiot back then. I waited like what... 17 months before I got my L? Gahh stupid child. -Smacks self-. But yeahh, after my class 5 it's my Hayabussaaaa babbbeeehhh. -noms fingers anxiously- I drove my fahjah's van to lougheed today. My fahjah says I drive too fast. I dunno.. I always get this incredible urge to roll the windows down, floor the gas pedal, while maniacally laughing whenever I get the chance. Especially when I'm the first to arrive at a red light, when it turns green, I imagine the cars beside me eating my dust. /retardedlyoverlycompetitive. My parents say I drive way too fast anyway. How do you expect to get anywhere at fucking turtle speed? Well, not allowed to do it IRL, so haha here's a rough draft &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlrNty95oqI/AAAAAAAAANg/VpGkB3jeGfQ/s1600-h/driving.jpg"&gt;comic strip&lt;/a&gt;. Everything is squished and out of place but I can't be bothered to finish it. Its unlikely I will. Lol oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napped when I got home, urhurrhurrhurr. I tried painter here's what happened. Whatever, bad lighting, whatever stupid brush strokes, but it's my bed time now &gt;=|. Most likely, I was doing it wrong. I feel like I just barely scratched the surface of Painter's capabilities. It was frustrating trying to figure out the shortcuts and stuff (this took way longer than it looks ~1.5-2 hrs -_-) but it was worth the time and effort.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlrRhHUOmqI/AAAAAAAAANo/hqYHsE3Icpg/s1600-h/CharlottePainter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlrRhHUOmqI/AAAAAAAAANo/hqYHsE3Icpg/s400/CharlottePainter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357825073540405922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3754479945000981797?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3754479945000981797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-just-me-or-does-everything-seem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3754479945000981797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3754479945000981797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-just-me-or-does-everything-seem.html' title='Cars and Smells'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlrRhHUOmqI/AAAAAAAAANo/hqYHsE3Icpg/s72-c/CharlottePainter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7065603254715937346</id><published>2009-07-10T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:28:34.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCs'/><title type='text'>askdjgaskdg</title><content type='html'>Wow, so today I had the day off. It was nice and relaxing. I woke up at 12:20pm this afternoon. Fuck. I was having an awesome dream for a story idea... setting kinda thing. I always have retarded ideas for like RPs and story stuff.... But I never go through with the whole plot thing, or the character building stuff... I just like setting up the situation and seeing what comes of it. Kinda math-y/science-y in a way I suppose? My left and right cranial hemispheres are pretty well connected I'd say so. -shrug- ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to tell Petr about my dream/idea... But obviously he wasn't pay attention. So fuck that bullshit. He was too excited about playing d20 Modern with his new friends. Aka, Modern DnD Haha I think its irl tabletop... (Envious) &gt;: Hahaha. So I felt kind of down/disappointed after, cuz I let people get to me like that... Which I should really fix. My solution to every personality problem of mine is reasoning, when that doesn't work, distraction, if that proves to be useless, dive in and indulge that feeling it out. I hit somewhere between distraction and indulgence. I drove to the mall avec mom, dad, and Paul. I parked pretty okay. Was quite proud of that actually. Parking is my downfall, especially with the nice car; with my dad's van, I don't care if I scratch it. I don't think he'd care if I scratched it either lol. We ate and then I went Chapters and bought&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt; by Audrey Niffenegger -- because I needed a love story to bawl over,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gunslinger: The Dark Tower part I&lt;/span&gt; by Stephen King --because the comic sparked an interest in the novel &amp;amp; it's a classic and,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; by Benjamin Zhang Bin --because he's one of my new favorite artists. Freaking love his colouring style.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael also bought the Time Traveler's Wife at metro today. Hahahah. 'Cept he paid 13 bucks...  I paid 22. Fuck Chapters, I'm going to Superstore tomorrow lol. But yeah. I'm hungry now. Dinner still hasn't been cooked. -SIGH-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posta di Dente Chingiale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlgXWuOAo4I/AAAAAAAAANY/8nstdgRfTYE/s1600-h/boar%27s+tooth+testasdgsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlgXWuOAo4I/AAAAAAAAANY/8nstdgRfTYE/s400/boar%27s+tooth+testasdgsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357057435888558978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BLARGH.&lt;br /&gt;UGLIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7065603254715937346?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7065603254715937346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/askdjgaskdg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7065603254715937346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7065603254715937346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/askdjgaskdg.html' title='askdjgaskdg'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlgXWuOAo4I/AAAAAAAAANY/8nstdgRfTYE/s72-c/boar%27s+tooth+testasdgsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8508381654294061665</id><published>2009-07-08T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:40:45.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCs'/><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Pic unrelated]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlWQogHASdI/AAAAAAAAANI/WtxTp_71eck/s1600-h/karekselena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlWQogHASdI/AAAAAAAAANI/WtxTp_71eck/s400/karekselena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356346357315553746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ahh. Life is currently excellent! Excellent excellent excellent, now that I'm out of that shithole, also known as high school. I don't know. I guess I just didn't like my image back in high school, but now will be a fresh start. There are still some things that get me down on a day to day basis, but fortunately the good outweigh the bad for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's work that mostly gets me down though. I never feel like I'm doing the right task at the right time... I forget a lot of things too. My brain just seems to turn off during work. Haha. But I'm working on it. It cheers me up to know that I'm dealing with it by "leaving my emotions at the door" and trying to be more aware of what I'm doing. It has gotten easier to memorize orders, rearrange them in the proper order then call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mostly everything else has beed good. Friend relationships have been good. Been keeping in-touch with my closest girl friends which is good, because I don't feel I spend enough time with my girls... Well, Eashah's party is this friday... Hopefully I can go... But somehow I don't think it'll be possible...  I've been hangin' out a bunch with my lovely guy friends as well. Hahaha. 'cept for Kness! We need to have a birthday bash or something! Hahaha. Ahh what else is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just really in love with life right now, which never happens. It's kind of a good new feeling. This may sound a tad corny, but I'm really happy to be alive and to be experiencing life as me at this very moment. My life doesn't revolve around someone or something in particular, which is good, and it's also not too spread out. I have enough time to schedule in things I want to do, as well as make room for things that come up as I go along. This balance is good. This part of growing up is good. College seems like something to look forward to, something to discover. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find so much more value in things I used to reject. Above all, I think I value and am thankful for my mother who stuck it through with me. Though mentally she's all more noticably all over the place, and is growing ever closer to old age... She had always provided a home for me, and kept my stomach full and healthy since I was a child with out the help of a spouse. She's done her best. I just feel so greatful. My mother is a wonderful amazing woman for raising and putting up with a psychotic child like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list a whole bunch of things that I'm greatful for, but that'd be a snore. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carpe Diem!&lt;/span&gt; And that is exactly what I shall do. I will make it so that if I seriously were to die tomorrow, I would have nothing to regret. There's so much I want to do. I wish I had more time to draw though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I have devised a plan to keep fit because I'm kind of a health nut like that. Well, I'm not too concerned about being healthy or skinny or anything of that sort. I just like feeling strong, y'know. Like being able to carry my self with ease and grace, but also to able to manuver my body with strength and precision. Y'know, just in case? Yes, I am sort of a self-control freak. Also, the thought of being able to kick ass pleases me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to go jogging with Petr at 9am, when I'm available of course; if I have work, obviously I won't be able to make it. Work is high priority~. Fencing will be Monday and Wednesday from 7 to 8:30pm, maybe free student drop-in Fridays. Depends on how dedicated I am. I do want to get my lunges down right though. Then soccer maybe once a week with Michael maybe, or volleyball with Kness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to stop eating dinner past 9PM. Bed time should be before 2 am, I should be awake before... 10 am every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, original Russian &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sqdiEUp6s4E&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fuser%2FEllanadi&amp;amp;feature=player_profilepage"&gt;Vini Puh&lt;/a&gt; is fucking awesome. Fuck Disney, this shit owns. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8508381654294061665?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8508381654294061665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/ramblings.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8508381654294061665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8508381654294061665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlWQogHASdI/AAAAAAAAANI/WtxTp_71eck/s72-c/karekselena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7201969793846525999</id><published>2009-07-07T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:56:28.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pchat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Late Night Nothings.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god. I didn't know people like &lt;a href="http://markofthesouth.deviantart.com/gallery/#Self-Portraits"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; exsisted on dA. When does art become porn? This guy is skipping on that line I swearrrrr.... &lt;a href="http://fc06.deviantart.com/fs48/f/2009/181/4/f/Temptation_by_markofthesouth.jpg"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; one is my favorite. Props to him though for the Twilight pic. Hahhahaha. Couldn't stop luaghing. Talk about fine lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick sketch I did after I saw someone's dA post comparing 2005 with 2009 stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... I still fail at hands lol!... Ughhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Must. Put. More. Effort. Next. Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlL4n8o3iHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oXD1AW8W5Uw/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlL4n8o3iHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oXD1AW8W5Uw/s400/lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355616272073066610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have any time to draw anymoreee /CRY. Need to draw mooooooreeee.  Should start drawing everyday. :| I need a new sketchbook as well... I lost my new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really to write about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have a nikos account? Their registration is up agian~ hoorah! Could this be a possible reunion/new home for the original 'dako crew?! I miss my 'dako crew manz. Mokiee and I are homeless without 'dako. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 5th, I bought a Betta fish, more commonly known as Japanese fighting fish. His name is Fishy. His full name is Icedgrandenonfatlighticecaramelmacchiato Fishy. He swims around in my mother's flower vase. He's black with yellow fins with touches of blueish black around the edges. Fishy keeps me company at night so I don't get lonley. I like Fishy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlL-eZG1x1I/AAAAAAAAANA/qGlgIgDaldY/s1600-h/Fishy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlL-eZG1x1I/AAAAAAAAANA/qGlgIgDaldY/s400/Fishy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355622704986048338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7201969793846525999?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7201969793846525999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-night-nothings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7201969793846525999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7201969793846525999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-night-nothings.html' title='Late Night Nothings.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SlL4n8o3iHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/oXD1AW8W5Uw/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2332019214697307677</id><published>2009-07-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:42:08.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Hot sexy men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviewallpaper-z.com/images/wallpapers/hugh-jackman-1280-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.moviewallpaper-z.com/images/wallpapers/hugh-jackman-1280-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mypbpulse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/chris_pine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 429px;" src="http://www.mypbpulse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/chris_pine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris Pine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i404.photobucket.com/albums/pp128/Mionne02/Jude%20Law/53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 324px;" src="http://i404.photobucket.com/albums/pp128/Mionne02/Jude%20Law/53.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jude Law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.superstarcouples.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/josh_duhamel_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 342px;" src="http://www.superstarcouples.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/josh_duhamel_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josh Duhamel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff141/dcr5931/movies/ryan%20reynolds/Ryan_Reynolds_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 319px;" src="http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff141/dcr5931/movies/ryan%20reynolds/Ryan_Reynolds_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMH. So good. I think... I have a certain look I go for... XD; Hahahaha. This makes me so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture of Hugh Jackman, because I really like it. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i705.photobucket.com/albums/ww55/nuwanda09/hugh_jackman_93.jpg?t=1246768112"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 427px;" src="http://i705.photobucket.com/albums/ww55/nuwanda09/hugh_jackman_93.jpg?t=1246768112" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think more hot guys have been coming into Starbucks lately. Or I've just been finally noticing them. -girly sigh- There were at least 2 really hot guys today. UGH SO GOOD. Defs worth the 7.5 hour shifts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2332019214697307677?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2332019214697307677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-hot-sexy-men.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2332019214697307677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2332019214697307677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-hot-sexy-men.html' title='5 Hot sexy men.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i404.photobucket.com/albums/pp128/Mionne02/Jude%20Law/th_53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2417688033348608008</id><published>2009-07-02T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:25:59.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCs'/><title type='text'>glsakdghase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sk1JLcDevaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5x3KEh_hyKw/s1600-h/karekbust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sk1JLcDevaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5x3KEh_hyKw/s400/karekbust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354015992871566754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Karek Johann Alekseev, if you weren't a smoker, you'd be mine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes oh yes oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Working full-time is worse than school. Serious. I never want to work full-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; AUGH. So my co-worker got to meet the Wondergirls and JYP. WHAT THE FUCK. He works at the Tinsletown theatre, funny cause I got hired there once. Hahaha. Anyway, AUGH not fair. And he got paid $75 to hand out flyers for the Jonas Brothers. AHHH not fairr. I am sooooo going next time. The Jonas Brothers should open for the Wondergirls. Hahaha. I don't understand this whole Jonas Brothers phase... They don't even look cool.... :| At least Hilary Duff and Miley Cyrus had a decent sense of style. Whatever happened to Hilary Duff anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later. I gotta go nao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2417688033348608008?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2417688033348608008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/glsakdghase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2417688033348608008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2417688033348608008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/07/glsakdghase.html' title='glsakdghase'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sk1JLcDevaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/5x3KEh_hyKw/s72-c/karekbust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6704575583707805227</id><published>2009-06-27T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:58:44.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>Argh. I love Endling. And his art. If I had a dick I'd fap to it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkXQClMNdzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JIBWdHQ_70w/s1600-h/endree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkXQClMNdzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JIBWdHQ_70w/s400/endree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351912474961344306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6704575583707805227?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6704575583707805227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6704575583707805227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6704575583707805227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkXQClMNdzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JIBWdHQ_70w/s72-c/endree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1083624715389191958</id><published>2009-06-26T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:00:11.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Fortress 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf'/><title type='text'>Sentry's down!</title><content type='html'>So today was a pretty fucked up morning. I was supposed to get my wisdom teeth pulled out today. I binged on a bag of candy the night prior because... well, you're not supposed to eat 12 hours before the surgery. Also, I probably wouldn't be able to eat candy for the next week or so. Unfortunately my oh so responsibly ideal mother didn't know what time the fucking appointment was. So we arrived there at 9:45am. Apperently it was at 8:45am. Fuck me in the ass they had to reschedule. I denied a lot people hang-out time, report card pick-up time, and a much needed shift at sbux, just to get my wisdom teeth pulled out. BUT NOO. And I was hungry too. Wah wah wah. Apperently they tried to call, but of course my mother never answers her fucking phone, I don't see why she even needs one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom dropped me off at home so I could make breakfast and then went to get gas for the car. The bread was mouldy. Great. There was a stale piece of 2 day old pizza on the counter. No thanks. Eggs? Yes. Oil. Salt. Pan. WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE FUCKING PANS? I could have sworn we had 3 fucking huge-ass pans in the house somewhere... I'M FUCKING PISSED OFF AND STARVING MOTHER FUCKER. Not a good combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was tearing up the kitchen for something decent to make eggs in, I hear the phone ring. I pick it up. It was the receptionist from the orthodentist. They had an opening today. At the same time my mother calls. Please hold. "Ma, they have an opening, but you have to come here right away and pick me up." "Okay okay I'm coming." Yay! Everything is better now! The opening is only for 10 minutes? It takes me 20 mins to get there... Okay next time then. All hopes CRUSHED like a mother fucker. I try calling my mom. No answer. She calls me eventually.&lt;br /&gt;"COME DOWN HERE NOW. I'M AT THE FRONT. LET'S GO."&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you even have a phone you never answer it! And where are all the pan-"&lt;br /&gt;"Just hurry up!"&lt;br /&gt;"They cancelled"&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT I RUSHED ALL THIS WAY BLAH BLAH BLAH WASTE OF GAS BLAH BLAH BLAH"&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE ARE THE PANS?!"&lt;br /&gt;-hang up-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked my eggs in some fishy burnt stew pot instead. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TF 2 update: Engineer fucking owns all my records now. 3hr play time = 35 points. My highest before was 4hr play time on pyro with 12 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkSBW3Bc7HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/r94OtA2zIvE/s1600-h/engineer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkSBW3Bc7HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/r94OtA2zIvE/s400/engineer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351544486950136946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that I find that &lt;a href="http://jameskei.carbonmade.com/"&gt;James Kei &lt;/a&gt;was "born in Saudi Arabia, raised in Japan, and educated in Russia"? Yes, I was just on conceptart.org, and honestly... I don't see myself with that kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skill. &lt;/span&gt;Seriously. Wtf. Backgrounds wtf. Details wtf. Concept/costume design wtf. Maybe I'm just being intimidated. :|.. I dunno.. University Transfer is tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other WTF news...&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Yeah so MJ died. Wtf. I found out while browsing gaia forums and then checked Twitter just to be sure. IT'S A HOAX. He's too young and contraversial to die! Seriously. wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is wrong with this day. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1083624715389191958?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1083624715389191958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/sentrys-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1083624715389191958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1083624715389191958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/sentrys-down.html' title='Sentry&apos;s down!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SkSBW3Bc7HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/r94OtA2zIvE/s72-c/engineer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2003211066250905162</id><published>2009-06-20T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:00:45.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koreans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Fortress 2'/><title type='text'>Uber's up! I'm Fully Charged!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD KOREAAANNNNNSSSS... I think I'm infected guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ranked by catchiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1= super catchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. [ Gee by Girls' Generation (SNSD) ] ESSENCE OF ASIAN RIGHT HERE. FUCK I CAN'T STOP WATCHING.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-cBabz9FKs&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5. [ Gee by Natalie White (Pumashock) ] Great remix.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vOcYd_8CI8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. [ Nobody by Wonder Girls ] - oh so fucking catchy. OLD. WHATEVER. STILL GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rqtzQkoJS_k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5 [ Nobody by Natalie White (Pumashock) ] Dayum I love her remixes!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAFLX0qyfkA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. [ HaHaHa by Girls' Generation (SNSD) ] WHERE THE FUCK IS THIS KIND OF OPTIMISM IN AMERICA? Only in asia man, only in asia....&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBRlhSlpxpE&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.[ Haru Haru by BIG BANG ]&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MzCbEdtNbJ0&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. [ My Heaven by BIG BANG ] Wow. Engrish?! No! ENGLISH. DAYUM. Sounds good baby sounds good.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hjc03nySrbw&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sj3baai4PhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8nc48V0rZog/s1600-h/Medic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sj3baai4PhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8nc48V0rZog/s400/Medic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349673179234713106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway. Played more TF 2. Broke a lot of records with pyro today. Muahahhaa!! I tried using vc and was... quite embarrassed for my 12 year old girly sounding voice. Guess I'm not used to hearing my own voice. Ahahaa. I half expected myself to sound like some 30 year old guy when I said "let's go ori.". Danm, even the girls that use vc on TF 2 sound like boys... Haven't used any sort of voice chat since my WoW days. Random skyping/msning/venting/TSing does not count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of WoW... I might go back tomorrow... avec Calvin. Ahahaha Alice will hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded a lot of shit this month. I hope I don't go over my limit... &gt;A&lt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BACK TO LEARNING THE GEE DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GEE GEE GEE BABY BABY. GEE GEE GEE BA-BA-BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2003211066250905162?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2003211066250905162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/gee-gee-gee-gee-gee-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-no.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2003211066250905162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2003211066250905162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/gee-gee-gee-gee-gee-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-no.html' title='Uber&apos;s up! I&apos;m Fully Charged!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sj3baai4PhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8nc48V0rZog/s72-c/Medic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2881755465671502668</id><published>2009-06-19T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:29:10.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Fortress 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Medic! Medic!</title><content type='html'>I bought Team Fortress 2 out of sheer boredom. For $19.99 USD. Now I only have like a dollar left in my paypal... :\ I fucking love pyro. Ahahaaha. I also think I make a decent medic. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sjxv7DBZv5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/CH2lVN3LEh8/s1600-h/pyro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sjxv7DBZv5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/CH2lVN3LEh8/s400/pyro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349273517623459730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried watching Master and Commander. Holy shit it's so boring, I didn't even get through the first half. The costumes were nice. It was the reason why I downloaded it in the first place lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah other than play TF2 and browse the internet for amusing content for the past 2 days, I ate some really old greasy asian cheese bread which gave me stomach ache. Genius, I know. At least I didn't get food poisoning. But then again, that'd be sort of nice. It'd give me something to keep my mind on. Hahah. That's kind of... morbid in a way? There's some roast beef in the fridge that expired on May 30th... Bahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that idiotic thing I did today, I tried smoking a cigarette. Lawl! Don't blame me, it was right there. I had to try it. And I was bored. I swear one day I'll be at a pool party and some kid will ask me to get his lego out of an electrical socket with a metal fork. Scary thing is I might actually do it. Ahahha. But yeah. It was the highlight of my day cuz it was a fucking adventure. To the balcony! Whoa sunlight! But yeah. I didn't even get three good puffs in before I put it out and threw it over the balcony because all the smoke and shit so bizarre. It kind of freaked me out to be honest. I don't think I was doing it right and I didn't feel any different anyway. Proud I got further than my last attempt though. Aha. Yay patheticness. So much for that mystery/adventure. Yeah, even though it looks cool, it's probably not for me. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Swiss Chalet for the first time. I was kind of disappointed. From what I remember their commercials made their food look really good. Guess they're better at commercials than at food. I was expecting it to be like Earls or the Keg. The whole high class restaurant entourage y'know. But it was more like a cross breed between McDonalds and White Spot. Haha. Or Denny's younger sibling. Awwe. I should draw a family portrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of selling my SLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers? It's Nikon D60 with the defult lens and carrying case no strap with the case though. Kept in perfect condition. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh. Back to laziness/boredom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2881755465671502668?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2881755465671502668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/medic-medic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2881755465671502668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2881755465671502668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/medic-medic.html' title='Medic! Medic!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sjxv7DBZv5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/CH2lVN3LEh8/s72-c/pyro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5852213274298223014</id><published>2009-06-17T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:23:42.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Requests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime Evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Art Block &amp; AE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SjkjUr50ZhI/AAAAAAAAALw/hx7kC1jvLuM/s1600-h/zack+fair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SjkjUr50ZhI/AAAAAAAAALw/hx7kC1jvLuM/s400/zack+fair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348344870768764434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;request for Zack Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;///orz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AE was same old, except it was at the convention centre. I entered the colouring contest, but never found out who won. Guess I don't get to pick from the pile of stuff. /disappointment. Heard it was sponsored by the people that do prisma colours. Sucks cuz I wanted to win some prisma colours. /sadface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take many pics. Maybe I'll upload them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing the whole day yesterday. It was amazing. I think sub-conciously it was my goal to do nothing. A kind of self experiment.  It was agonizing for the most part. Definitely not doing it again lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been very uninspiring as of late. I can't even write a sincere thank-you letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5852213274298223014?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5852213274298223014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/art-block-ae.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5852213274298223014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5852213274298223014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/art-block-ae.html' title='Art Block &amp; AE'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SjkjUr50ZhI/AAAAAAAAALw/hx7kC1jvLuM/s72-c/zack+fair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6339169547044662070</id><published>2009-06-08T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:01:11.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Touhou'/><title type='text'>Hello apathy?</title><content type='html'>It's been an emotional past couple of days. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CAN'T I OPEN THE MOTHER FUCKEN WINDOW.  FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it's just me. Or the fucking heat in this fucking room because the mother fucking window won't fucking open. Or it could just be my fucking retarded aunt flo. She's a fucking nut case that woman is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse my french. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AE is a couple days away. I still haven't finished my cosplay. Blargh. I'm not as excited about it as I feel I should either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot I had this picture. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Si3p0hzXTyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/To_n-q6iSgA/s1600-h/tewi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Si3p0hzXTyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/To_n-q6iSgA/s400/tewi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345185421394923298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my haircut today. It's not really the way I wanted, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get out of this stupid town. Hopefully Sheridan will accept me. -sadface- I know I'm notorious for running away/excusing myself from situations I don't like. I'd totally make the perfect undercover CIA agent. No family to threaten, disposable, manipulative, escape artist extrodinare. Maybe slightly over-emotional at times, but that can be easily fixed with drugs ;D. Muhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sigh- That drawing surge was good while it lasted I suppose. QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ. lawl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6339169547044662070?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6339169547044662070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-apathy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6339169547044662070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6339169547044662070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-apathy.html' title='Hello apathy?'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Si3p0hzXTyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/To_n-q6iSgA/s72-c/tewi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4494526765165420137</id><published>2009-06-06T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T03:24:50.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High school'/><title type='text'>HELLS YES !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY A HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE BITCHHESSSSS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sio-yutAdwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IL6feiQxBVA/s1600-h/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sio-yutAdwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IL6feiQxBVA/s400/grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344152949079701250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been 5 hours since the ceremony ended; I'm still ecstatic about it. Also feeling kind of "...well what the fuck do I do now?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. Anyone remember if I was nominated for a district scholarship? (Hahaha I wrote scholarshit.) I wasn't paying attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4494526765165420137?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4494526765165420137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hells-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4494526765165420137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4494526765165420137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hells-yes.html' title='HELLS YES !!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sio-yutAdwI/AAAAAAAAALI/IL6feiQxBVA/s72-c/grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1596048734635064985</id><published>2009-06-05T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:28:35.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugly'/><title type='text'>Blargh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SijIgtVm5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/cUiapE6cb3k/s1600-h/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SijIgtVm5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/cUiapE6cb3k/s400/wtf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343741422126687282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, -sadface- :'(&lt;br /&gt;I draw uglies when I have nothing else to draw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1596048734635064985?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1596048734635064985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/blargh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1596048734635064985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1596048734635064985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/blargh.html' title='Blargh'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SijIgtVm5DI/AAAAAAAAALA/cUiapE6cb3k/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4176204556319472675</id><published>2009-06-04T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:22:41.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Requests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gambit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Prom.</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Prom. I'll write about it while it's fresh in my mind I guess. I know when I wake up later today, I'll figure it isn't worth writing about; honestly it isn't. But for record's sake I shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on my Tewi cosplay for most of the morning. At 1:30 I went and got my hair done. Took about an hour. The appointment was actually set for 1, but my mother insisted that it was 1:30. She should have listened to me. I didn't have time to do my make-up at home because we were supposed to pick up Rafael and head to the punch party. So I did my make-up on the fucking drive there. It's quite the experience trying to put on fake eyelashes in a moving car. &gt;&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun for the most part. The punch party was fucking hot. I was secretly laughing in my head at all the girls in long dresses who were complaining about the heat. The cream puffs were good. Got some pictures with friends. :) Tehehe. After that we headed to Queen E. to take some pics. It was alright except my shoes were killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the hotel. The place was pretty nice. It didn't feel like prom... Halls remind me of weddings and shit. I felt like I was at a guest at a colourful wedding. The food was surprisingly good. The salmon was the best dish imo. The dessert was also pretty good. I had a mountain of dessert. Hehehe. I was so excited about the desserts I forgot to take a picture D;. Oh well, I got a picture of my plate though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, there were a couple speeches and then dancing. The dancing was pretty fun. Probably the best part of Prom because I love dancing. :D They played 2 slow songs. It was pretty sweet. Heheheh. I kinda wished there were more slow songs. I also kinda wish Petr was there at that moment too. All the couples were so cute. and OH GOD MY VIRGIN EYES FINALLY GOT SOILED BY MOSES AND MATTHEW. OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD. @A@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet were getting sore after a while so Nancy and I dicked around a bit in the "picture" room taking pictures and stuff. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom ended at 12 am. Ellena, Nicole, La-Chelle, Eashah, Serena, Yuki, Ashley and I all headed in our limo down to 3rd beach to some boring bonfire. We stayed for maybe 45 mins and then headed back to the limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone except Ashley, Yuki, and I were invited to some pay-for penthouse hotel after-party. I wasn't too hurt about the fact that I wasn't invited, I mean I'm not exactly hombres with Vivian and Serena Dao and Katelin and them. I was just more upset that Ellena and them didn't tell me earlier that it was invite only. I paid the same amount for the limo that everyone else did. Sheesh, I could have made other plans. Like fuck, what do you expect us to do? /Wait/ in the limo? After making plans to eat at Denny's at 3:30 -4 ish? Fuck that. Fuck you guys man :\. Yuki and I decided to go home instead. Ashley went with the rest of them. At least I didn't have to pay for a taxi to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I'm home now. Face all washed and stuff. Hair is still messy though. Ugh so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a request for Gambit from Lucas. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiegNkRDDLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YTJjFgc_WG4/s1600-h/gambit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiegNkRDDLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YTJjFgc_WG4/s400/gambit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343415637832305842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4176204556319472675?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4176204556319472675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/prom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4176204556319472675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4176204556319472675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/prom.html' title='Prom.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiegNkRDDLI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YTJjFgc_WG4/s72-c/gambit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2064848078578046320</id><published>2009-06-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:29:26.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Ohayoo Gozaimasu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning Logan my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiaQy_4jOkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_kOI-B9hcxw/s1600-h/goodmorning+logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiaQy_4jOkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_kOI-B9hcxw/s400/goodmorning+logan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343117213738154562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahaahaha KL, funny you should mention that... I was gonna post this pic next. Decided to take break from all the faggy Wolverines. What can be more manly than fapping that morning boner?! Ahahhaa. J.K.?!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom today. Shiet sonn. It's gonna be a lonnnggggg day. This kind of shit really isn't my kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the spirit yesterday. The beginning was really boring and such a snore. I felt like the guy was over-acting some parts... Or maybe it was just his fake voice and real voice. The end was O.K. tho. It felt really comic-book cheesey. Lol. Which is good because it is a comic? Hahaha. That girl, Sand, really reminded me of Zephuu's OC, Machete. Lawl. Maybe it was the whole spanish thing going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things to do&lt;br /&gt;1.) Study for fucking geography fucking biomes fucking test.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Mother fucking geography fucking chart.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Make up &amp;amp; study for history Quizzes 5.2 &amp;amp; 6.1&lt;br /&gt;4.) History Yom Kippur War Assignment&lt;br /&gt;5.) Fucking Comp Civ. shit.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Review for History provincial.&lt;br /&gt;7.) Tewi Cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;8.) Update Gaia store lawl. (ATrade)&lt;br /&gt;9.) Clean room&lt;br /&gt;10.) Ask Ms. Buxton about fuzzy material&lt;br /&gt;11.) Bring carrot to school and paint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/CRY. NO TIME TO DRAW. QQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yawns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. I s'pose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2064848078578046320?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2064848078578046320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohayoo-gozaimasu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2064848078578046320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2064848078578046320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohayoo-gozaimasu.html' title='Ohayoo Gozaimasu~'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiaQy_4jOkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_kOI-B9hcxw/s72-c/goodmorning+logan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-283321851112475504</id><published>2009-06-02T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:30:01.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Jackman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate and Leopold'/><title type='text'>It's true, I love Hugh Jackman.</title><content type='html'>Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching Kate and Leopold starring Meg Ryan and Hugh Jackman. OH GOD I have never "kyaa!"ed, "awwe"d, "omggg"d, "EEEEE"d, blushed or felt so fucking girly in my entire life. AAHHHH... It's my modern-prince-charming-cinderella-fairy-tale-if-only story. The kind that young girls hold on to and hope for. Oh. my. god. Leopold. -SIGHHH-... TOO MUCH ROMANCE TO HANDLEEE... Argh I think I'm in love with Hugh Jackman's face. ARGH. He makes such a handsome duke. He pulls off those victorian era/classic/vintage characters so fsking well. I'm really into that vintage stuff/fashion right now. Hahahaha my co-worker Maria got me hoooooked. Ahh the movie was so inspiring.. but yet I'm so sleep deprived. Right now I'd rather draw than go to prom. Argh. Prom feels like such a chore! The day needs more hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comon, isn't he gorgeous?! I love the costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiTjA4FmNkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AkMnMhn5nJg/s1600-h/k%26l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiTjA4FmNkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AkMnMhn5nJg/s400/k%26l2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342644662163617346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why can't all men be like Leopold?! -cry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought this retro pop out X-men book with all the original X-men and thier bios and little blurbs about the characters for $6.00 at HMV! :D Oh man, I find it sooo amusing. Totally worth the money. Gotta take pics of it when I get the chance. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some stinky old perspective practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiTlHyoqcUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8LwTJ4-uAVQ/s1600-h/perspective+practice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiTlHyoqcUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8LwTJ4-uAVQ/s400/perspective+practice+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342646979982422338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh at retarded forehead and messed up hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-283321851112475504?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/283321851112475504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-true-i-love-hugh-jackman.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/283321851112475504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/283321851112475504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-true-i-love-hugh-jackman.html' title='It&apos;s true, I love Hugh Jackman.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiTjA4FmNkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/AkMnMhn5nJg/s72-c/k%26l2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5672638060575724450</id><published>2009-06-01T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:42:46.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just noticed...</title><content type='html'>I get the feeling Prodigy Bombay is right handed... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all her characters face the same way!&lt;/span&gt; ... and have the same face... :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5672638060575724450?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5672638060575724450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-noticed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5672638060575724450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5672638060575724450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-noticed.html' title='I just noticed...'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-531415820297973143</id><published>2009-05-31T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:31:08.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Trade'/><title type='text'>My Weekend (Some Boring Shit)</title><content type='html'>My weekends are always so much more tiring than my weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to see Up with Zephuu~I thought it would be shitty, but it was actually pretty good! I adore Pixar so much! My favorite character is probably the old man, main character... (terrible with names) or the bird, Kevin. That stupid bird is so silly. Doug was also pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiNz5igfDiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/enM70Tr0jO8/s1600-h/upoldman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiNz5igfDiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/enM70Tr0jO8/s400/upoldman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342241015344336418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning I was genius in enough to, while in my sleep, shove a finger so violently up my left nostril that it started to bleed heavily all over my face. Now imagine having to get up at out of bed at 3:30 am with blood coming out all over your face like water from your nose with no idea why, stumbing and tripping over clothes, chairs and books in the dark only to reach the bathroom to switch on the blinding/disorienting light then finally hiss in pain. Why good morning to you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon I went out with KL and her sibings. It was fun. :) Bought some earrings. Hopefully they'll match my dress... from what I imagine, they should. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I have so much shit to do, yet so sleep deprived. Argh. I should have a secret stash of Full Throttle under my bed or something. Some kids have marijuana, some have cigs. I'd have energy drinks. Fabulous. I just want like.. a week all to myself, no obligations no responsibilities, to sit on my rotting ass in front of my PC and draw my guts out until I'm satisfied. Gah~. Maybe then I'd find the will to do something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Things To Do...&lt;br /&gt;1.) Get nails done&lt;br /&gt;2.) FUCKING PHYSICAL ACTIVITY LOG&lt;br /&gt;3.) GEOFUCKINGHOMEWORK FUCK YOU MR. HO. &gt;|&lt;br /&gt;4.) TEWI COSPLAY FOR CHRISSAKE.&lt;br /&gt;5.) English homework. Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Memorize At The Beginning for Grad Choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I'm such a stubborn lazy piece of poo. There need to be more hours in a day/night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiN1Z_BYnvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iZKpRULxA4M/s1600-h/dfhsdh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiN1Z_BYnvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iZKpRULxA4M/s400/dfhsdh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342242672265961202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also need to stop being so irrelevent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I keep wanting to post this, but I keep forgetting. So here it is now.&lt;br /&gt;Art trade with Beasiegal on Gaia.&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShvrbM1b2nI/AAAAAAAAAI4/17M315qC8IM/s1600-h/Beasiesgal.jpg"&gt;avatar&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shvrsa6d_CI/AAAAAAAAAJA/sFi7IF41wY0/s1600-h/Big_Fish_Fishing_by_Beasiesgal.png"&gt;Charlotte &amp;amp; Teddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-531415820297973143?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/531415820297973143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/531415820297973143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/531415820297973143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend (Some Boring Shit)'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiNz5igfDiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/enM70Tr0jO8/s72-c/upoldman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3080094218266413915</id><published>2009-05-30T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:32:01.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SketchBook Pro 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OCs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fanart'/><title type='text'>Autodesk SketchBook Pro 2010 and Nothing.</title><content type='html'>Mother fuuuccckkkaaaaahh!!! Another week down one more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I've gotten so lazy. My mind feels like the fucken juggernaut... (bitch!). It's on a one way path to who the hell knows where. Still have to work on my Tewi cosplay. FFS. Shit AE is in 13 dayyysssss... Mofuckkaaa... My petticoat still hasn't arrived yet. :( -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;1. Draw out patterns for dress.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate some nasty meat today. Was hoping I'd get food poisoning sick but I guess not. -sadface-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it was so fucking hot today. I was sitting in my chair and sweating all the way to my palms. Fucking nasty. God, it's not even summer yet. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tired Autodesk SketchBook Pro 2010 today. Overall, easy to use, unique user interface, smooth lines. It's like the caucasian version of Paint Tool Sai. Hahaha. It's kind of laggy when switching from brush to brush. Also, I don't really like how there's a like button area for resizing brushes. I like the way photoshop does it's shortcuts better. However I like how SketchBook's "s" shortcut switches between the last used brush and the current brush. That's so handy. It's a lot easier than scrolling though a list of 100 brushes. There should be a universal list of shortcuts that all drawing programs should follow. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I napped like 5 times today. 2:20 - 3:00, 3:00-3:30, 5:00-6:00, 8:00-9:00. But yeah. I like SketchBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fugklyuckedup SketchBook pic of one of my neglected OCs, Avah. ... boobies!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiDpUjsQCjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gDqJgySqvpI/s1600-h/skp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiDpUjsQCjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gDqJgySqvpI/s400/skp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341525697448905266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything feels so... normal.. People are all excited for grad and prom and the summer and whatever. I dunno man, not feeling it. Maybe I'm just too zen! Hah. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be extra excited since I'm gonna be going to Japan in August. Surreal, I know! I also might be meeting my bro Josef in Japan... on second thought maybe I should stay in Canada. Hahaha jokes. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; be shitting excitement from my face right now. But no. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiDqOYpIK8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TjfWvOhPVFE/s1600-h/more+faggy+dress+wolverine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiDqOYpIK8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/TjfWvOhPVFE/s400/more+faggy+dress+wolverine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341526690915429314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3080094218266413915?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3080094218266413915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/laziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3080094218266413915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3080094218266413915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/laziness.html' title='Autodesk SketchBook Pro 2010 and Nothing.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SiDpUjsQCjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gDqJgySqvpI/s72-c/skp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1637585230173268586</id><published>2009-05-28T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:15:25.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOoooaahhyyahh~</title><content type='html'>YAYY!! 8DDDDDDDDDD Bought plane tickets today! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg. Lawl. I can't get enough of faggy Wolverine. He's so fcking adorable... but creepy at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screenshots from Astonishing X-men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh43lZlVTII/AAAAAAAAAJY/9jeSfrZOX60/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh43lZlVTII/AAAAAAAAAJY/9jeSfrZOX60/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340767323770145922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh43qVbFjiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1vB6k34jSWU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh43qVbFjiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/1vB6k34jSWU/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340767408552775202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he climbs up a tree... and ahh gets his leg bitten by Dr. McCoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d39/whiskpirate/other/xmen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d39/whiskpirate/other/xmen3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look, it's Dr. McCoy -- the big blue kitty! Hahhhaa. McCoy. I just noticed... Like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grad breakfast tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh459TfghdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K2S36UocoaA/s1600-h/faggy+wolverine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh459TfghdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K2S36UocoaA/s400/faggy+wolverine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340769933475218898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1637585230173268586?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1637585230173268586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooooooaahhyyahh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1637585230173268586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1637585230173268586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/wooooooaahhyyahh.html' title='WOOOoooaahhyyahh~'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sh43lZlVTII/AAAAAAAAAJY/9jeSfrZOX60/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3497454365472549251</id><published>2009-05-26T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:32:51.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><title type='text'>The Many Adventures of Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Adventures of Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dedicated to&lt;br /&gt;KL for her epic photography skillz and to Kurot for my lovely Wolverine Mighty Muggs model! AHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!! ;u;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021970110_515720110_7038399_5760023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 477px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021970110_515720110_7038399_5760023_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Comon Bear, we got work to do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021865110_515720110_7038380_4953560_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 282px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021865110_515720110_7038380_4953560_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's that? You sense something? Yeah I can sense it too..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 306px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it's coming from over there! Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021875110_515720110_7038382_422623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 526px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021875110_515720110_7038382_422623_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's coming from this ship.&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to stay here, it's too dangerous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021830110_515720110_7038373_5391554_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 291px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021830110_515720110_7038373_5391554_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't worry buddy, I'll be back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now to find what I was looking for.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021625110_515720110_7038336_2310816_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 294px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021625110_515720110_7038336_2310816_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nope, not here."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021630110_515720110_7038337_6274496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021630110_515720110_7038337_6274496_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I hear someone coming!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"What are they plotting?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021620110_515720110_7038335_7513591_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 299px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021620110_515720110_7038335_7513591_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.. Noo... NOOO!!"&lt;br /&gt;"BEARRRRRR!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"AAAAGGGGGHHHH!!!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021645110_515720110_7038340_4606234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 294px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021645110_515720110_7038340_4606234_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021615110_515720110_7038334_1093517_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021615110_515720110_7038334_1093517_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...And that's for what you did to Bear."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021785110_515720110_7038364_243041_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021785110_515720110_7038364_243041_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reinforcements! I should have known!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're too late Horse, Bird is dead."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021730110_515720110_7038356_7901532_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 308px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021730110_515720110_7038356_7901532_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would all passengers with cars or who came by bus please board their vehicles now. The ship will be arriving at the harbour in approximately 10 minutes. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God dammit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021550110_515720110_7038323_7325276_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is not over, Horse."&lt;br /&gt;"Today's your lucky day."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021735110_515720110_7038357_5594494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 292px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021735110_515720110_7038357_5594494_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"You have a problem with my tights bub?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021575110_515720110_7038328_5102106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 512px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021575110_515720110_7038328_5102106_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021505110_515720110_7038316_3224339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 282px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs014.snc1/4211_215021505110_515720110_7038316_3224339_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buzz: Wait! It wasn't me I swear!&lt;br /&gt;It was Woody! Woody! It was him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShzxU1A6DnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ypti4NBhtI0/s1600-h/lawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShzxU1A6DnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ypti4NBhtI0/s400/lawl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340408598285127282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3497454365472549251?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3497454365472549251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-adventures-of-wolverine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3497454365472549251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3497454365472549251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-adventures-of-wolverine.html' title='The Many Adventures of Wolverine'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShzxU1A6DnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Ypti4NBhtI0/s72-c/lawl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6542655909793127790</id><published>2009-05-26T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:58:34.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McCoy-tastic~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShuT_YcHAUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cILslVtOGMY/s1600-h/mccoy-tastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShuT_YcHAUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cILslVtOGMY/s400/mccoy-tastic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340024500279247170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GRAHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF WHY IS THERE SO MUCH &lt;a href="http://echosphere.net/star_trek_insp/insp_spock_mccoy.png"&gt;SPOCK X MCCOY&lt;/a&gt; SHIT?! makes no sense.... ;A;"&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S THE MCCOY X KIRK SHIT?!?!?!? ;___;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I haven't seen the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Kness at Chapters today. After Chapters we went to Oscar's Art Book Store and looked at the books and pretty picture concept art books. And... the section at the back. Urhurhurhur. It was quite amusing. After that we went to the Comic book/used book store where I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; fucking found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShuXJWKTJQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/IhpN0mcDlwg/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShuXJWKTJQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/IhpN0mcDlwg/s400/Picture+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340027970001249538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omfg. AND IT WAS ONLY $4.00. I've been looking for this book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere!&lt;/span&gt; I will read this book to my children everday. Twice a day. From concpetion until death. Yes. Best sci-fi book I've ever read. I think it's even better than Ender's Game. But that's just my opinion. Kinda sad it isn't a hardcover though. Oh well, the cover is kind of the ugliest thing on the planet so I don't think it matters. I'll just wrap it paper to preserve it until I have babies or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read all 4 volumes of Netsuke... I was initally interested in it because it was Wolverine as a Samurai in Feudal Japan. How he got there, and how he all of a sudden became Japanese is beyond me. Netsuke was quite the shitty comic. Like, NOTHING happened. Well, nothing of significance at least. Dullest comic I ever read. Maybe I just didn't get it... But how hard is it to understand a comic?! The art was... abstarct-y too. Blargh. Whatever, Wolverine looked alright. Only the aesthetics matter to me OKAY?! &lt; /shallow &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShubJ68JpGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Q4yZRYSy0j4/s1600-h/gsgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShubJ68JpGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Q4yZRYSy0j4/s400/gsgd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340032377920529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, I want &lt;a href="http://www.newtechnology.co.in/sony-walkman-nw-x1050-16gb-and-nw-x1060-32gb-pricefeatures/"&gt;this fucking piece of shit&lt;/a&gt;!! ...when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAH. Field Trip to Victoria tomorrow. I think I'll sleep on the ferry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6542655909793127790?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6542655909793127790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mccoy-tastic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6542655909793127790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6542655909793127790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mccoy-tastic.html' title='McCoy-tastic~!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShuT_YcHAUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/cILslVtOGMY/s72-c/mccoy-tastic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-101296548785752592</id><published>2009-05-24T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:52:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AKJGhsadd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShoyIj8r-QI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F2A1bThg8KA/s1600-h/macoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShoyIj8r-QI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F2A1bThg8KA/s400/macoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339635430871267586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl. KL, Zeph, you guys are going to turn me into a Trekkie!! -hides behind hubby- @A@;;&lt;br /&gt;We should have sci-fi marathons! The first two from &lt;a href="http://home.austarnet.com.au/petersykes/topscifi/lists_tv.html"&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt; have my vote! Lmfao. What else is there to do but research?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of marathons, I had a Kyle XY marathon at with Serena and Alena at her house today!&lt;br /&gt;"AND THE PLOT THICKENS!"&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have the greatest story concept, but, I don't know! It's just has... that... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addictiveness&lt;/span&gt; to it. The characters are pretty interesting though. Augh. It's just very entertaining I s'pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGH. Headache.&lt;br /&gt;AUGH. Art trade pics.&lt;br /&gt;AUGH. Laziness.&lt;br /&gt;AUGH. Wanting to colour&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;AURGHGHGHGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh~ Logan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sho7G_57UjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zC-MtBV8Rc4/s1600-h/James.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sho7G_57UjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zC-MtBV8Rc4/s400/James.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339645299620794930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-101296548785752592?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/101296548785752592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/lawl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/101296548785752592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/101296548785752592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/lawl.html' title='AKJGhsadd'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShoyIj8r-QI/AAAAAAAAAIE/F2A1bThg8KA/s72-c/macoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7812009725063155118</id><published>2009-05-24T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:10:09.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh~</title><content type='html'>Man, I could use a McDicks icecream and small fries right about now. It's 12:39 am and I'm feeling goooodddd babbbeeehhh. The afternoon was quite the emotional roller coaster though. Well, only at Petr's. I finally got fed up and went home for once! Lawl. He took it kind of took it harshly. Oh well. Live and learn right? :) Argh. It sucks that I'm like a sponge whenever it comes to a charged emotional atmostphere. Like one of those greasy bacteria loving sponges that never completely dry no matter how hard you squeeze. Well, I squeezed! And turned that negative energy into completely constructive energy! Woooohooo. It's difficult but I'm ready to work! No more laziness!! @A@;; HAHAHHAHA. Chyeah right. It's great having my competitive flare back. It's like a faaaaiiiyyyaaahhhhh babbbeeehhhh. Now I charge my own atmosphere! With positive ions! ahah. Excuse my stupid humour. Anyway, it's the end of the Logan theme week. Even Logan wasn't known as Logan during this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I STILL LOVE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shj8CSHRCkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OnSExbN3aAE/s1600-h/oldies+wolverine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shj8CSHRCkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OnSExbN3aAE/s400/oldies+wolverine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294474399976002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not meant to look like Hugh Jackman, cuz I didn't use ref...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND I LOVE HIS HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Longer hair for win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH I'm going on a Hugh Jackman movie spree. Next up, Kate &amp;amp; Leopold. Yay it's torrenting at 27.3%! And my 2.1GB worth of Wolverine Comics is 99.9% done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really to blahrg about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New theme of the week? Hmm~ More Logan?! O.~K.~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7812009725063155118?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7812009725063155118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7812009725063155118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7812009725063155118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh~'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shj8CSHRCkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OnSExbN3aAE/s72-c/oldies+wolverine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8276119003482825085</id><published>2009-05-22T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:04:28.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James vs. James vs. Wolverine vs. Logan vs. Jimmy.... Vs. Gregory House?</title><content type='html'>Ahhh!! So I went to watch X-Men Origins: Wolverine today at the Scotiabank theatre downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH... Hugh Jackman as Wolverine.... can't.. get... enough... -blushing sigh-. I just love his character soooo muccchhh... -more sighing and blushing- so happy~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was kind of meh to be honest. Logan was so cute as a lumberjack. /sighblush.  The ending was sad. Poor girl. She's an idiot. If she didn't stay to find her boyfriend I bet she'd still be alive! And Logan wouldn't have adamantite in his brain! My poor hubbyyy. -tear-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. THE DIRECTING WAS WTF. Oh man. I totally laughed my ass off at that terminator shot when the helicopter blew up. Oh it was just perfect the way they mimicked it but not too cool/creative. Ugh. I also hated those actor-lifts-head-and-wails-while-camera-zooms-up-into-sky shots. Bleh.. They're so... typical. And BORING. Also, the tree falling cut to car coming down the road cut to more trees falling and being sawed cut to car stopping.. Ugh it was random and could have been done much better imo. Terrible editing/directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it funny how after they put the adamantite into Wolverine, everyone started calling him Logan out of nowhere. Even striker. "Hi Jimmy, let's put some adamantite in you." "Don't do this Logan!" ... I guess... they didn't have time to explain the name thing? It bothers me how Striker called James "Jimmy". Only Victor is supposed to call James "Jimmy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CGing was also pretty bad... The airplane in the beginning, though I only saw 3 seconds of the whole thing, was really badly CGed. The lighting and material were off, imo. Looked half-assed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action was alright. I liked all the war scenes and stuff. But the second world war... or first world war one looked really fake and staged. Oh well. Whatever. Have to pay the actors right? I really liked Gambit in the movie. I wish I saw more of him and Wolverine fighting though. The CGing for Gambit's cards and powers were decent however. :) I actually thought Gambit was Johnny Depp when I first saw his face. Watch it again! You'll see what I mean! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all, crappily made movie, ok storyline, good action, sexy hawt gorgeous Wolverine all the waaaayyy... -blushblushblushsiiiiigghhh- I just want to kiss Hugh Jackman right now. Ahhh he has like the perfect Wolverine face... I did like how they slowly transformed Logan's hair over the years. He's kinda really sexy with longer hair... Ahh.. I always go for guys with longer hair... -sighblushsigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's James vs. James... and House?! ... like I promised. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Howlet: "Sorry, my wife ma-"&lt;br /&gt;Bond: "It's alright. Turst me, I know women."&lt;br /&gt;House: "My money's on the hairy one."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shef35gVujI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gB9XKgXrA3E/s1600-h/james+james+and+greg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shef35gVujI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gB9XKgXrA3E/s400/james+james+and+greg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338911665949096498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8276119003482825085?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8276119003482825085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/james-vs-james-vs-wolverine-vs-logan-vs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8276119003482825085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8276119003482825085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/james-vs-james-vs-wolverine-vs-logan-vs.html' title='James vs. James vs. Wolverine vs. Logan vs. Jimmy.... Vs. Gregory House?'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Shef35gVujI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gB9XKgXrA3E/s72-c/james+james+and+greg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4426005265643942480</id><published>2009-05-21T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:56:39.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lawl @ failz!</title><content type='html'>Ahahahhahahaha. Such noobie lazy line art. Nancy and I were trying to colour skin like this H artist &lt;a href="http://moe.imouto.org/post?page=2&amp;amp;tags=ishikei"&gt;ishikei&lt;/a&gt; obviously I fail so hard... Lawl. The skin doesn't even look smooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShY6K5k3LKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LcNTCItTGUc/s1600-h/asdfsadf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShY6K5k3LKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LcNTCItTGUc/s400/asdfsadf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338518367222836386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. My painting in art is alskghsldgg. At least I finished that one of Eugene. Guh. Poor guy had his final project due last night or something so he pulled an all nighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NTS: &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.ca/New-Sexy-Layered-Tulle-Crinoline-Petticoat-Slip-Red_W0QQitemZ380125919044QQcmdZViewItemQQptZUS_CSA_WC_Hosiery_Socks?hash=item5881453744&amp;amp;_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&amp;amp;_trkparms=72%3A1215%7C66%3A2%7C65%3A12%7C39%3A1%7C240%3A1318%7C301%3A0%7C293%3A2%7C294%3A50"&gt;Petticoat&lt;/a&gt; on ebay -&gt; ask Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so freaking hard to find fluffy white bunny ears and a tail?! Bleh. I'm slowly sketching out my plan of attack on this cosplay I'm making... huu~i think right now... the sleeves and neck are my biggest worry. I'll figure it out I hope. Have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of faith I finished reading Angels &amp;amp; Demons. Good book. A real page turner through and through. The ending was the most delicious part of the whole thing really. Not the climax... Though most of the book felt pretty climactic. Well, that's a well written thriller for you. Hehe. It was my first time reading a novel in the thriller genre too. It definitely gets a recommend from me. Petr and I are going to wait until the movie comes out on thepiratebay/isohunt to watch it. Hopefully we're going to see Wolverine tomorrow. It's been in my plans for more than 2 weeks now. ;n; Don't worry hubby! I'm coming~ No this is not on my list of fetishes!!... I-i-i-it's j-j-just disturbingly adorable. -*u*- No?  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShY7O4jfcEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yJ3TlaNrILo/s1600-h/wolverine+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShY7O4jfcEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yJ3TlaNrILo/s400/wolverine+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338519535179755586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, James, if all that was left of you was your smile and your little finger you would still be more of a man than all the others I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Wrong James!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha that should be my next picture. James Bond vs. James Howlet. Of course my James would win ;D. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4426005265643942480?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4426005265643942480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahahahhahahaha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4426005265643942480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4426005265643942480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahahahhahahaha.html' title='lawl @ failz!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShY6K5k3LKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LcNTCItTGUc/s72-c/asdfsadf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-929460181871722311</id><published>2009-05-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:40:30.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping plz?!</title><content type='html'>Today was ok-ish. The end was kind of sucky. Mostly because of Petr and his annoying/messiness I suppose. Or it's just me. Anger doesn't leave my system as quickly as I'd like it to. It hits hard, fast and stings like a bitch over a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew like a madman today. Fuck homework. Guh. Geography homework is piling like hay. I've given up on that subject. Mr. Ho is... by FAR the strangest teacher I've ever had. One of the most concise and efficient though, which is good... but still... I find him just... really... awkward at times. Meh. Maybe he's better at teaching grade 8s. -shrug-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me I'm not crazy for wanting to go camping with my husband in a trailer around B.C. We'd have barbecues and go fishing and hiking and sightseeing and stargazing and ahh... I'm kind of a naturefag-treehugger at heart. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I think they're done!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yay! I'll be right out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShOgX_-n8CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/a753Mn8khXo/s1600-h/kiss+the+cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShOgX_-n8CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/a753Mn8khXo/s400/kiss+the+cook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337786317535703074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... uh.. take that Donna! Ahahaha. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep telling yourself what you've been telling yourself all this time Christine. For one thing, it's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss camping and fishing so much ;n;"... -cry-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-929460181871722311?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/929460181871722311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/camping-plz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/929460181871722311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/929460181871722311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/camping-plz.html' title='Camping plz?!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShOgX_-n8CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/a753Mn8khXo/s72-c/kiss+the+cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2068486472216258980</id><published>2009-05-19T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:15:32.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geekdom</title><content type='html'>Happy BC day / Victoria Day! err... 2 hours ago. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to sleeping in on Victoria Day, and then having the entire day to just laze around until Petr woke up and then we could watch Wolverine together. It was all good and well until my manager called me at 3pm telling me I had work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god fskingaosjkhdgaoisegig!!&lt;/span&gt; I didn't even know :(. It also didn't help that my nose blew a fuse in the morning and wouldn't stop bleeding from about 10am - 6pm. Oh well. Stat pay right? Kinda need it to fund for a new mp3 player ;3;. When'll the next stat holiday be? July 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spent the day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; reading up to the 7th volume of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Astonishing X-Men&lt;/span&gt;. I thought it would be one of those oldie kind of American drawings. It was, but... in colour! And a lot more modern. 2004 I'm assuming? (cuz there was an add for a movie that was coming out in 2004) Which is old, but newer than what I expected. Man, I haven't read any comics/manga in soooo lonnggg. (WTF have I been doing the past couple years?!) The last I probably fully read was... Azumanga Daioh.. up to volume 3 only though. Haha. I tried reading the official "The Hobbit" comic... but it was too boringly painful. I dunno. I think I've moved on from the fantasy genre. At least for a bit. Sci-fi for win! Oh man, I've been feeling geekier and geekier lately. First the WoW phase, then the Starwars phase, actually liking Star Trek, and now this X-Men/Wolverine obsession. . What ever happened to the good old RO/Anime/manga junkie days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShJzJ0xAd2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/e2yGXcYfEaw/s1600-h/dfhdfh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShJzJ0xAd2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/e2yGXcYfEaw/s400/dfhdfh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337455121007671138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Been thinking about watching bleach. :|... and all it's 39846000235230 episodes. All the fanarts look so cool *A*;;. Maybe only because Tobiee makes them look crazy cool. Bleh. Maybe I just need some inspiration. Some drug/addiction to obsess over. Ahhh... I'm beginning to feel less crazy about my husband as of late. Well, still crazy, but.. not as... intense. Y'know. Anyway, bed time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live long and prosper friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShJytoZ-tjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FQ03WQeEnOo/s1600-h/spock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShJytoZ-tjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FQ03WQeEnOo/s400/spock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337454636653524530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawl fail spock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2068486472216258980?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2068486472216258980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-bc-day-victoria-day-err.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2068486472216258980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2068486472216258980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-bc-day-victoria-day-err.html' title='Geekdom'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShJzJ0xAd2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/e2yGXcYfEaw/s72-c/dfhdfh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4178283695545517592</id><published>2009-05-17T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:12:26.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X-MEN</title><content type='html'>Oh goddd I just finished watching X-Men: The Last Stand. I like the plot and all, but ARGGHH. It still really bothers me how Wolverine would go for Jean. Or rather... it bothers me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; he loves her and all. The ending of the movie was pretty sad and sweet and dramatic (yay!).... if THEIR LOVE WASN'T SO RANDOM. ARGH. I can't believe him! I can't believe the author would do that to such an awesome character. -sigh- Maybe I'm just too gung-ho for romance.... At least Wolverine X Rogue makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;. Jee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I was glad Scott died. I'm terrible I know. Ahaha. But ugh. Scott was such a snore in all 3 of the movies. The CGing and SFX for his eyeball lazers was cool though. Glad he died. I'm not too big on obvious superheroes. The death of Charles Xavier was imminent and inevitable and oh so obvious. I knew he would die before Magneto would. To be honest, he was boring and not as full of.... wisdom.. as he should be. But I guess his role in the story made up for his lack of depth; then again, there are still things about X-men that I don't know. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The directing wasn't great... Kind of average actually. Just the typical shots... and ugh some of the editing and acting were hooorrriiiblee... But yeah.. It was a good movie. I should watch movies more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all of them, I think all of them are on par in my books. They all have thier upsides and downsides. My favorite is maybe the.... all of them! Hahaha. I just love my husband too much. &lt;3&gt;&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rogue is TOUCHING HIM. Just... pointing that out.. cuz my composition sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShEJVD8mjDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bkG81JsZZzA/s1600-h/shsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShEJVD8mjDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bkG81JsZZzA/s400/shsdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337057290852142130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4178283695545517592?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4178283695545517592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-goddd-i-just-finished-watching-x-men.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4178283695545517592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4178283695545517592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-goddd-i-just-finished-watching-x-men.html' title='X-MEN'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ShEJVD8mjDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bkG81JsZZzA/s72-c/shsdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1129212829765317912</id><published>2009-05-16T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:02:20.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar's Art Book Store</title><content type='html'>Because it deserves to be pimped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! Syooo~ I went to Oscar's art book store yesterday! It made going to Ashley's birthday dinner so much more worth the trip. If Diana and I hadn't met at the bus stop I never would have known about this treasure! I probably would have literally walked right past it! Anyway, Oscar's is pretty good for art books. You just take the 99 UBC B-line at broadway station, get off at grandville and walk towards Earls. It's quite literally 10 steps away from the bus stop. Ahhh!! They have all the Exotique books, and the Expose series and all these other CG books and art books by different artists. Oh they also have tons of Pixar concept art books. I bought the Finding Nemo one infact! It's really quite interesting. I noticed, however, that most of the artists were male. There was only 1 female I think whose name was Dominique. Could be male? But anyway I also browsed some Capcom CG art/concept art books, DC, Street Fighter... was kind of disappointed that they didn't have any Marvel books in stock, I didn't see my husband~ -sadface- but yeahhh... I'm soo inspired right now and determined! So I'm just gonna take it and run with it! Run Run Run! Life is so much better when you're highh and fasssttttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg-KOISs62I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Gv1OJRmmgYs/s1600-h/nemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg-KOISs62I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Gv1OJRmmgYs/s400/nemo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336636058806053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to be more loose and bold with my art stuff. Instead of raising my standards to be like someone else's standards, I've completely elminated the standard bar. Now I just.. feel freer to draw whatever I want. Ahh~ especially my husband. |D I should do that picture per day thing. This week's theme? Logan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do you really want to know how I do business? Let me show you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg-aSErJDqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/j3Mf_lxlObQ/s1600-h/hf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg-aSErJDqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/j3Mf_lxlObQ/s400/hf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336653718740340386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1129212829765317912?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1129212829765317912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhh-syooo-i-went-to-oscars-art-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1129212829765317912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1129212829765317912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhh-syooo-i-went-to-oscars-art-book.html' title='Oscar&apos;s Art Book Store'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg-KOISs62I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Gv1OJRmmgYs/s72-c/nemo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4057220788193835431</id><published>2009-05-16T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:37:33.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg5s_gTA2kI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZbzkjvlctG8/s1600-h/origonJr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg5s_gTA2kI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZbzkjvlctG8/s400/origonJr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336322446737857090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then some asshole stole it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4057220788193835431?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4057220788193835431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4057220788193835431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4057220788193835431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-lost-it.html' title='I lost it.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg5s_gTA2kI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZbzkjvlctG8/s72-c/origonJr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3555806910500502521</id><published>2009-05-15T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:48:40.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg0dqYyTWYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ewx2Nnxjdpw/s1600-h/dfhefahfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg0dqYyTWYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ewx2Nnxjdpw/s400/dfhefahfs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335953747549051266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's MINE. -hisses-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg0dIu0GuNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DH8cCEXt8sg/s1600-h/djdfh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg0dIu0GuNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DH8cCEXt8sg/s400/djdfh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335953169346640082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3555806910500502521?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3555806910500502521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3555806910500502521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3555806910500502521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-man.html' title='I love this man.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sg0dqYyTWYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ewx2Nnxjdpw/s72-c/dfhefahfs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3898073336993702780</id><published>2009-04-30T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:58:43.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfqPhFCEgPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pgdyBImdygU/s1600-h/puke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfqPhFCEgPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pgdyBImdygU/s400/puke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330730907395719410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3898073336993702780?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3898073336993702780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3898073336993702780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3898073336993702780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfqPhFCEgPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pgdyBImdygU/s72-c/puke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3590568633770541682</id><published>2009-04-29T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:30:19.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfgAgNYCcMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/T4rseBEf9P8/s1600-h/Deani+DeMea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfgAgNYCcMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/T4rseBEf9P8/s400/Deani+DeMea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330010712339280066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaia commission. Uploading it here because photobucket is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://englishrussia.com/"&gt;here's a hilarious russian site&lt;/a&gt; if any of you are bored enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you all need to watch this youtube vid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_TIOfUEudo&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;Katy Perry's Hot and Cold Ukranian Polka style!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3590568633770541682?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3590568633770541682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/poops.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3590568633770541682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3590568633770541682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/poops.html' title='poops'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SfgAgNYCcMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/T4rseBEf9P8/s72-c/Deani+DeMea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3551036506418575234</id><published>2009-04-16T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:03:26.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAI!</title><content type='html'>Wahhh &lt;a href="http://sai.detstwo.com/sai/"&gt;Painter Tool Sai&lt;/a&gt; is so good!! Ahh!! The lines are so effing smooth its like a drawgasm. Here are some quick noobie drawings I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SedIBR2SlgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cOvy5kJC-0k/s1600-h/sgagdjgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SedIBR2SlgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cOvy5kJC-0k/s400/sgagdjgf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325304271197083138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SedH8GhbzII/AAAAAAAAAFc/fC5fY3GP_5w/s1600-h/asdgsad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SedH8GhbzII/AAAAAAAAAFc/fC5fY3GP_5w/s400/asdgsad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325304182257470594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3551036506418575234?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3551036506418575234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3551036506418575234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3551036506418575234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/sai.html' title='SAI!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SedIBR2SlgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cOvy5kJC-0k/s72-c/sgagdjgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7943736481644584837</id><published>2009-04-09T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:33:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a house</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sd7aDjY9aHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wHBj_bcDFF8/s1600-h/fhafsdh+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sd7aDjY9aHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wHBj_bcDFF8/s400/fhafsdh+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322931564172896370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7943736481644584837?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7943736481644584837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7943736481644584837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7943736481644584837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/house.html' title='a house'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sd7aDjY9aHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wHBj_bcDFF8/s72-c/fhafsdh+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-2876581509555766887</id><published>2009-04-07T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:28:55.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some old stuff and progress shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay this is... Bob. Here are his bones and joints so far. :) He's my first character that I'm rigging in maya. I'm using some great video tutorials I found &lt;a href="http://www.swinburne.edu.au/design/tutorials/maya-video-tutorials.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... if any of you are interested. They're really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw1FFuqMEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sE5oQryVUwU/s1600-h/maya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw1FFuqMEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sE5oQryVUwU/s400/maya3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322187221198581826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my polygons! I know they're probably wrong for a human model, but I tried to copy the model in the tutorial almost as closely as I could. I'm just a bit worried about the shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw00D5SvJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/usbV1w1cxAg/s1600-h/maya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw00D5SvJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/usbV1w1cxAg/s400/maya2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322186928648535186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw0tgf4oqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KtH4Y357rKM/s1600-h/maya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw0tgf4oqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KtH4Y357rKM/s400/maya1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322186816067510946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here' some old stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzZeLliNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XtND2fL7Xd4/s1600-h/Ducky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzZeLliNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XtND2fL7Xd4/s400/Ducky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322185372336490706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzKMYgFXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xEuHDfrMbnA/s1600-h/girl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzKMYgFXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xEuHDfrMbnA/s400/girl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322185109860783474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzCKwQ4WI/AAAAAAAAAEc/828HQRYhUy8/s1600-h/girl1R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdwzCKwQ4WI/AAAAAAAAAEc/828HQRYhUy8/s400/girl1R.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322184971984626018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdwy8SrzNiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U0VryF__B7Y/s1600-h/ghsfdhfhaR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdwy8SrzNiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/U0VryF__B7Y/s400/ghsfdhfhaR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322184871034172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-2876581509555766887?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/2876581509555766887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-old-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2876581509555766887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/2876581509555766887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-old-stuff.html' title='some old stuff and progress shots'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sdw1FFuqMEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/sE5oQryVUwU/s72-c/maya3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1063555598880238190</id><published>2009-04-04T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:28:46.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdhNfeIqY4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/scU0Y8CpvIc/s1600-h/ahedfh+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdhNfeIqY4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/scU0Y8CpvIc/s400/ahedfh+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321088162798920578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe I drew my friend. She's so small and likes eating candy. I find it adorable. Haha yeah I just had to draw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1063555598880238190?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1063555598880238190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/candy-kid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1063555598880238190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1063555598880238190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/candy-kid.html' title='Candy Kid'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdhNfeIqY4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/scU0Y8CpvIc/s72-c/ahedfh+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-287945647884861274</id><published>2009-04-01T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:16:05.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdRKCOtGA_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3j8vTW5UPi0/s1600-h/Nael+Gunn-Smith+rough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdRKCOtGA_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3j8vTW5UPi0/s400/Nael+Gunn-Smith+rough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319958461998826482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, I can't draw in pencil anymore what the eff. Anyway. Here's a rough of Nael, not too happy about the outfit though. Jee, I'm sucking at character design. Shit......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-287945647884861274?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/287945647884861274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/dayum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/287945647884861274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/287945647884861274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/04/dayum.html' title='Dayum'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdRKCOtGA_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3j8vTW5UPi0/s72-c/Nael+Gunn-Smith+rough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-388791139744570345</id><published>2009-03-30T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:53:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POWER UP EGO BOOST !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdG47TnpL0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GTSh_p_QddY/s1600-h/king+of+the+landfill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdG47TnpL0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GTSh_p_QddY/s400/king+of+the+landfill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319235963919609666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoorayz. A line art drawing.... well, something not so sketchy? I was trying to do more solid colours, but I can't help but create different values of gray... or the illusion of different values at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is Karek. I don't think this is gonna be his official design, but I guess he can wear anything. I kinda like his face the way it is though. Short dread locks for sure. Some what muscular build, but not too muscular. More average I guess. I'll put up a proper profile once I get his outfit sorted out and a decent character concept picture of him. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty proud of my ability to draw piles of random garbage and rubble. Oooohhh double meaning~. Clever cat you are. Yes you are. Who's a clever cat? Who's a cle-... okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. In other news tonight... I'm almost ashamed to say this but I got a huge ego boost from this one site I found, and ended up browsing 15 pages of. The site is called &lt;a href="http://www.ourstudentportfolios.com/home.aspx"&gt;Our Student Portfolios&lt;/a&gt;. I think it's where graduates from art schools such as Art Institute post up their portfolios online in hopes of getting a job. Oh my buddah. I don't mean to be mean, but some of the graduates from game art and design (TONS of them) need to improve thier drawing skill. Like... really improve it. The majority of the graduates from the animation and media design program (there are TONS as well) have O.K., passable drawing skill... but I can tell they need more practice. Oh myyyy... after how many years of school! There was only one illustrator portfolio I found after browsing about 15-30 pages. He was really quite decent at drawing. Nice style, but really artsy-artsy. If you know what I mean. Like... abstract... stuff that I never usually understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious to know how I'll improve after 3-4 years of school if this is how much these people have. Yeah. I kind of understand now why art is so competitive. There are so many people out there doing it. A lot more than I originally thought. I think I can get a decent job doing it though. I think. Is it saying something that most of these people come from Art Institute? The teachers? The students? The courses? ... I should stay clear from Ai I think. Dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-388791139744570345?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/388791139744570345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-up-ego-boost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/388791139744570345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/388791139744570345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-up-ego-boost.html' title='POWER UP EGO BOOST !!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdG47TnpL0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/GTSh_p_QddY/s72-c/king+of+the+landfill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4748929448627407911</id><published>2009-03-29T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:31:19.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High school'/><title type='text'>Crack?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdBI3K2NvXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I88gdhfrB6c/s1600-h/fgjsdgjdsj+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdBI3K2NvXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I88gdhfrB6c/s400/fgjsdgjdsj+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318831272566308210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goooddd I've wanted to finish this pic for sooo long. Took me about 5 days of on and off procrastination. I swear I'm not on drugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is on my case about homework and grades. Seriously, I got the exact same grades I got last term. It's hard when you're pressured to do well in school. 'Cept I don't really care about school anymore. I learn how I feel comfortable, and how I want. If the school system isn't the ideal way for me to learn and I get less than perfect ranking for it, so help me buddah, I don't give a s--t. Bleh. I wanna talk Nancy and/or maybe Ed to be my roomies. Fck I really want to get away from the naggggingggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a lot of stuff wrong with this pic, proportion wise and... perspective wise. Duh. The crotch bothers me the most. Hahaha. Hopefully all the random shit distracts people from looking at all my mistakes. Hurrhurr. I should really start planning out my pics better.... And trying to draw backgrounds/landscapes. omgorz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah... Considering Capilanoooo~. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The butt looks super weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALKGHALSKg whatever, I'll fix it later. Tiem to play s4 with Lucas nao. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4748929448627407911?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4748929448627407911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/crack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4748929448627407911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4748929448627407911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/crack.html' title='Crack?!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SdBI3K2NvXI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I88gdhfrB6c/s72-c/fgjsdgjdsj+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-9183165748443962895</id><published>2009-03-25T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:31:25.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo.</title><content type='html'>AKJGhakbdg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm sooo fucking tired. I don't know why. Anywayyyy Whistler tomorrow! I don't think Nancy is cosplaying Hetalia anymore -sadface- so it looks like I'm not going to be doing Seychelles. Poopers. Oh well, save money. -happyface- Hmm. Nothing to post up today, but I did finish a commish, and started a drawing. Yays so I still owe the jar $4.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Scientific American mag came in today! -happyy!!- but yeah. Gotta be up UBER EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Night. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-9183165748443962895?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/9183165748443962895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/9183165748443962895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/9183165748443962895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo.html' title='Woo.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8556789495601425808</id><published>2009-03-24T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:31:50.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happinessss</title><content type='html'>AHHH I'm so happy~ Ahhh I got &lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/CharlotteandTeddy-pach_work.jpg"&gt;Charlotte and Teddy&lt;/a&gt; from pach_work for Aneria! Ahhh so happy~ ;u;" Anyway I owe the jar $4.50 now. :( Too tired to draw today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I was falling asleep at work. My eyes were literally closing as I was sweeping and mopping at work today. :| And I had CAFFINE. Yeah. Guess I'm not used to all the happiness! Hehehehe! Jks. Anyway. Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8556789495601425808?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8556789495601425808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/happinessss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8556789495601425808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8556789495601425808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/happinessss.html' title='Happinessss'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3385221466839911220</id><published>2009-03-23T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:08:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SchyIwZjdUI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTxV5fqNm9o/s1600-h/Aneria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SchyIwZjdUI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTxV5fqNm9o/s400/Aneria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316624854867473730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I kinda like this pic. Still not 100% satisfied with it though. Then again, 99.9% of the time I'm never 100% satisfied with anything I do. XD This one comes at around... 85-95% Pretty good for colouring and such I think. I'm going to try to seriously stick with this kind of style/process from now on until I get good at it. I think it's how pros do it. I think. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Watercolours are actually not that bad; I found out today. I tried them out again in art class. I got my Nagrand picture back. Could use a bit more colour, just washes, not much shading, but other than that it kinda looks alright. It wasn't as bad as I imagined it to be. But yeah. I'll fix it and then scan it as soon as I bring it home. Or just take a picture of it. Hehe. But yeah. Hmm. Sheridannn~ Animationn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of animation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today in animation class, Nancy and I were finishing our colab of pyramid head pissing in his washroom. Mr. Wallace came over and told us it was inappropriate that we were doing someone pissing in a toilet. In a sense it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; kind of inappropriate and I can understand where he's coming from. So we have to make pyramid head sitting on the toilet with his pants on now instead of pissing. Poo. (hahaha pun intended?) I was looking forward to animating the piss. Oh well. nancy and I decided that we're still secretly gonna do him pissing. But yeah. It's turning out nicely. I got some of the lighting down. Nancy needs to work on mirror and sink and I need to make the material duller for Pyramid head's skin.. and the helmet colour is kinda funky. I don't know why. Fucking UVs and textures weren't co-operating with us today :(. I wish we were using Maya 2008. Bleh. Looking forward to animating though! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Hope Nancy and I could start another Maya project for the end of the year~ Something that I could animate, and she could storyboard maybe. Hehe. I should talk to her about it. She's really good at modeling environments and doing textures and stuff. I'm just good at animating and lighting and modeling animals/people. -sigh- I'm so useless. Lawl. Maya is really exciting~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;randomrant&gt;My mother really fucking pisses me off. She's the reason why I'm secretly in therapy. FFS. &lt;/randomrant&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3385221466839911220?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3385221466839911220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/yayy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3385221466839911220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3385221466839911220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/yayy.html' title='Yayy~'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SchyIwZjdUI/AAAAAAAAADs/NTxV5fqNm9o/s72-c/Aneria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6198364690619677964</id><published>2009-03-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:23:17.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American &amp; Anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SccmJ2JGIvI/AAAAAAAAADc/SzrRY1mhwfc/s1600-h/jsetjtr+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SccmJ2JGIvI/AAAAAAAAADc/SzrRY1mhwfc/s400/jsetjtr+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316259835728503538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good effort buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tried doing something different today. Mostly inspired by an artist on gaia named Quatro ( her &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v125/Quatro/"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt; ). I looked through her stuff. She's very versatile with her line art, but her style is noticeably constant. I want to be like that. She's really good at switching between anime and a more american cartoony style. Also quite good at combining the two. It doesn't look like american anime like Winx or Martin Mystery. Hahahaha. It's actually pretty decent. Anyway, I tried out combining american style and the big eyes from anime and this is what happened. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Not bad surprisingly... It still kinda looks strange to me. Lawls. It was quick to draw and easy to colour which I really liked. I think anime only really looks good with thin lines and smooth colouring which makes it really hard to do because of the accuracy required, unless it's like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SccoT8zjMBI/AAAAAAAAADk/L2jFuACLVhk/s1600-h/gjdfjdj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SccoT8zjMBI/AAAAAAAAADk/L2jFuACLVhk/s400/gjdfjdj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316262208339128338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KH or FF stuff with the really detailed thick lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My hand isn't very steady. Can't even draw straight lines or round circles. OTL. But yeah. I think this fits me quite comfortably. It's easier to bring out features of the face too, the nose especially. In anime the face is usually drawn the same way with the same types of noses and mouths. Can't exaggerate enough features without straying away from the anime look. IMO. I still really like anime though. &lt;3 Here's another pic to contrast the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another artist I try to follow in the footsteps of is Jennifer Doyle ( her &lt;a href="http://theyoungdoyler.deviantart.com/"&gt;dA&lt;/a&gt; ) I love her use of colours combined with her line art. She does them so that they really convey a sense of mood/theme. Also, she's really good at drawing men faces! Ah love. Again, the versatility is clear, she switches from anime to american every so often, and neither looks bad! I'll do that one day. I will I will I will.... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on an art trade right now and it's turning out nice. :D just gotta do the boots then colour it tomorrow. It should turn out to be something like my samurai pic with the tutles. That style-ish I hope. Except it's looking a lot more smooth. @3@ I'm so curiousss... and excited to colour! I hope I don't rush the shading and start colouring right away. I have a thing for being impatient. Hopefully I won't mess this up. Anyway heading to bed nao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out homebre!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6198364690619677964?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6198364690619677964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-anime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6198364690619677964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6198364690619677964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-anime.html' title='American &amp; Anime'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SccmJ2JGIvI/AAAAAAAAADc/SzrRY1mhwfc/s72-c/jsetjtr+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7218925076574502710</id><published>2009-03-21T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:05:29.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 290px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00108.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syoo today I went to Cypress mountain avec my lovely bf.  It was fun for the most part, but shittt am I tireddd. I'm kind of tired snowboarding. I want to try skiingg! Next time Petr&lt;br /&gt;is going to try snowboarding and I'm going to try skiing. Hehehe. I think I'll do alright skiing. It should almost be like skating right? I can skate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to stand up tomorrow~ ;A;" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 241px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00103.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 247px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 241px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/DSC00102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. Oh god I'm too tired to do a drawing today. Looks like I'll be owing the jar $4.00 I think. Yeah. Here have something I sketched though. It was from yesterday I think.. or the day before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/fhnsdfhcopy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 366px;" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a19/Scolph/fhnsdfhcopy-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7218925076574502710?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7218925076574502710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/syoo-today-i-went-to-cypress-mountain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7218925076574502710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7218925076574502710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/syoo-today-i-went-to-cypress-mountain.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6398332474290536529</id><published>2009-03-19T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:32:56.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Crap! Crap No More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ScH0K_HfmRI/AAAAAAAAADM/tR1aZyQZN6g/s1600-h/udhdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ScH0K_HfmRI/AAAAAAAAADM/tR1aZyQZN6g/s400/udhdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314797504852629778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My characters tend to take on the facial expression I currently feel as I draw them. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try drawing a happy cheerful smiling character when I'm pissed off. See what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to draw ref of Teddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg, I can't draw in pencil anymore. OTL. My proportions are sooo bad. How do people draw w/o using the stickman?! It baffles my mind!!... Maybe I should just stick to the stickman for now. Then maybe when I get good enough, I can start pulling perfect proportions out of my ass out of thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back into Gaia. Doing a bribe slot for coloureds. I need to practice colouring! No more shit! No more shit! No more shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit no more! D&lt;!--&lt;br--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6398332474290536529?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6398332474290536529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-more-crap-crap-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6398332474290536529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6398332474290536529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-more-crap-crap-no-more.html' title='No More Crap! Crap No More!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/ScH0K_HfmRI/AAAAAAAAADM/tR1aZyQZN6g/s72-c/udhdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-1793174402461158831</id><published>2009-03-17T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:25:48.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Crap</title><content type='html'>Here's a dump of some of the sketches from the past  months, that turned out alright. I still have others that look like shit ;A;... maybe I'll post those ones later XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9sLq-gdII/AAAAAAAAADE/Qg4Ak8rcL0g/s1600-h/hfasfshf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9sLq-gdII/AAAAAAAAADE/Qg4Ak8rcL0g/s400/hfasfshf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314085033091298434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did this one today at half attention concentration span. D: too busy watching my scottish friend do Resident Evil headshots on webcam! lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9nvm645QI/AAAAAAAAACs/GKWLj8vIsr8/s1600-h/jsdjgdzsj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9nvm645QI/AAAAAAAAACs/GKWLj8vIsr8/s400/jsdjgdzsj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314080152919532802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pregnant... I think. Was trying for a more cartoony style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9oAvJ28ZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pFiGE6qvJfE/s1600-h/dfhsefherherh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9oAvJ28ZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pFiGE6qvJfE/s400/dfhsefherherh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314080447187579282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More realism style. No reference used. &gt;_&lt;    &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9n4pl9_RI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uGQGavZK9xA/s400/yjjrsjgjrff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314080308255915282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the very first sketches I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9nPmV-FQI/AAAAAAAAACk/D3DHrwZYhhU/s1600-h/asgsagagsg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9nPmV-FQI/AAAAAAAAACk/D3DHrwZYhhU/s400/asgsagagsg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314079603008869634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was inspired by my history class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-1793174402461158831?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/1793174402461158831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-dump-of-some-of-sketches-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1793174402461158831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/1793174402461158831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-dump-of-some-of-sketches-from.html' title='Some Crap'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sb9sLq-gdII/AAAAAAAAADE/Qg4Ak8rcL0g/s72-c/hfasfshf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-478648777479595826</id><published>2009-03-13T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:26:06.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SbtLXHyG5nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/L-2Eg51UqHk/s1600-h/Hetalia+-+Seychelles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SbtLXHyG5nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/L-2Eg51UqHk/s320/Hetalia+-+Seychelles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312923046011922034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't freaking draw anime. lawl. KL influenced. Anyway I have work tomorrow early in the morning I should get to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't cell shade either. God I can't do anything. &gt;_&lt;" BLEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna cosplay as Seychelles for Anime Evolution this year. She's pretty cute. I didn't make her skin dark enough lol. But yeah, her outfit seems relatively simple. Hopefully I won't make it a disaster like I did last time with my Anise cosplay. Oh god, I don't even want to remember. Fuck I just realized I forgot to colour her other pigtail... I really should draw more... &gt;_&lt;" -sighh-. I'm not working hard enough. Even Anita has improved leaps and bounds past me. Fuck. Bleh. Whatever. Not like I'm actually going to Sheridan or anything. Heh. Art is a retarded career choice. Who makes money going into art? No one, unless you're uber talented, which clearly I'm not. Maybe I just screwed myself over by saying that, but then again, when I was young my best was never good enough. Fuck my childhood. Lmfao. I'm too bitter. I keep saying that yet nothing is changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, Nancy, Calvin, Alice, and I are doing Hetalia. Rofl. Again, I'm cosplaying something I know nothing about. It's okay this time though because neither Calvin, or Nancy know anything about it either. I don't know about Alice. I don't really talk to her much. I don't talk to her at all infact. I don't even know her. Maybe Rachel will do Hetalia too. -Shrug-.  That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-478648777479595826?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/478648777479595826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blehhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/478648777479595826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/478648777479595826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blehhh.html' title='Fish.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SbtLXHyG5nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/L-2Eg51UqHk/s72-c/Hetalia+-+Seychelles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4287644397089236806</id><published>2009-03-12T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:05:55.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random stufff</title><content type='html'>So I moved to sheetzkie.blogspot.com from sheeterz.wordpress... Just 'cause blogspot resizes pictures and makes previews of them, which I really like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted sheeterz.blogspot.com... but for some reason it wasn't showing up or working. -hmph.- I've been sleeping lots lately and MIA. Reconsidering school and such... Bleh. Art class makes me so depressed sometimes. Nancy, Donna and Rachel are all so talented. I feel like I got nothing. Like I'm the loser underdog. -_-" I totally can't draw... or do perfect clean lineart... I don't draw that much... -sigh- Rachel doesn't draw much either, but she's uber talented. Way more than I am. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D modelling takes so much dedication. I'm trying to do it the "proper" way by trying only to use one shape and extruding and split polygon tool. Took me like 3 classes to model Pyramid head but I'm proud of him cause he has muscles and stuff, though they aren't very good. They're really rough and the polygons are kind of random... But I think it looks alright. I'll take screenshots and upload them once he's finished and placed in the bathroom that Nancy made. She's great at texturing so she'll colour him. But yeah. I need another 3D model project. I can't model my own characters. they're way too fucking complicated. Imagine modelling Aestyr and all her armour. I think I just have really high expectations for myself. -A-" Need to do more research! Oh, and the defult settings for my Maya are retardeddd. -_- I can't find where I can fix the defult settings, there are a retarded amout of settings as there is anyway... Maybe I should try modelling in zbrush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for school, I think I still want to go to Sheridan. I don't know anymore. Seeing other people way more talented than I am gets me really depressed sometimes. Mmmmnnnn... I just have to work harder? Yeah. -sigh- What am I doing with my life? I should just become a nurse. Lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body really hurts from snowboarding yesterday. Oh god, my necckkk hurts to turn and to look down. I think I just pulled a muscle in my shoulder. Guh. Oh yeah, I've been sleeping a lot lately. I don't know what it is, maybe I'm anemic. It is quite possible, since my diet hasn't been that great lately. Or I'm just more depressed than usual. Which may also quite possibly be due to my diet... or lack of. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I drew earlier...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboEspDS9OI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hugv6FKp9cI/s1600-h/dhf+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboEspDS9OI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hugv6FKp9cI/s400/dhf+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312563875417355490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4287644397089236806?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4287644397089236806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-stufff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4287644397089236806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4287644397089236806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-stufff.html' title='random stufff'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboEspDS9OI/AAAAAAAAABs/Hugv6FKp9cI/s72-c/dhf+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-6553069566374584418</id><published>2009-03-05T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:44:30.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Reeee!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;3.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hee.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aifhslglksdg.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAo2asCOI/AAAAAAAAABk/DjfIZQkhjJM/s1600-h/reeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAo2asCOI/AAAAAAAAABk/DjfIZQkhjJM/s400/reeeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312559412239141090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick sketch. 15 mins ish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;////&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-6553069566374584418?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/6553069566374584418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/ree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6553069566374584418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/6553069566374584418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/ree.html' title='Ree!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAo2asCOI/AAAAAAAAABk/DjfIZQkhjJM/s72-c/reeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3516148596283786129</id><published>2009-03-03T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:41:17.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Yawn-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_6sBTokI/AAAAAAAAABU/hNrg0Axt0AQ/s1600-h/xcbzdhf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_6sBTokI/AAAAAAAAABU/hNrg0Axt0AQ/s400/xcbzdhf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312558619174347330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12am.. Just came back from work, only to finish some 8 page project on the Roman Empire. I look like a dying panda. WHY am I still awake?! ;A;" I really need to start drawing people facing to the left. And I need to try to stop swearing so much! ARGH. It's hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3516148596283786129?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3516148596283786129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/yawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3516148596283786129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3516148596283786129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/yawn.html' title='-Yawn-'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_6sBTokI/AAAAAAAAABU/hNrg0Axt0AQ/s72-c/xcbzdhf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-4536064510169675867</id><published>2009-03-02T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:44:50.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day in 5 mins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAQjofhzI/AAAAAAAAABc/9syMRMXsNAw/s1600-h/djf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAQjofhzI/AAAAAAAAABc/9syMRMXsNAw/s400/djf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312558994879907634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-4536064510169675867?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/4536064510169675867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-day-in-5-mins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4536064510169675867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/4536064510169675867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-day-in-5-mins.html' title='My Day in 5 mins.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/SboAQjofhzI/AAAAAAAAABc/9syMRMXsNAw/s72-c/djf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-7056948862699123043</id><published>2009-03-01T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:39:42.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_dftbTYI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5rFM-ezty4/s1600-h/R+-+dfhadf+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_dftbTYI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5rFM-ezty4/s400/R+-+dfhadf+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312558117653532034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Possible new OC I'm thinking of creating... but she needs a story first.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today I had a very emo day. I had to take a herb. Didn't do much. Played s4 for most of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-7056948862699123043?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/7056948862699123043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/possible-new-oc-im-thinking-of-creating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7056948862699123043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/7056948862699123043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/possible-new-oc-im-thinking-of-creating.html' title='Bleh'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_dftbTYI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5rFM-ezty4/s72-c/R+-+dfhadf+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5744477825104491686</id><published>2009-02-27T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:36:18.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Think Of Title...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't felt this kind of determination in ages.&lt;/p&gt; Yeah I don't really know what the fuck is up with this picture either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn-dMDiH1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/1N_aDlbgdow/s1600-h/R+-+wut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn-dMDiH1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/1N_aDlbgdow/s320/R+-+wut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312557012865916754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy I did this poster thing for dA cuz it was fun. Rather disappointed in it though. LOL If I point out everything wrong with it I'll just become emo. OK fine. Here's all the shit I see wrong with it. If Im missing anything let me know~ I really want to improve. &lt;i&gt;Fast&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn-n_ywlMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EEfBOdf59Xs/s1600-h/R+-+BLEHHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn-n_ywlMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EEfBOdf59Xs/s320/R+-+BLEHHH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312557198552896706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.] What really sticks out at me is Peter's head. It just looks plain wrong. I think it's the angle of the face, perhaps the size of the head in relation to the shoulders as well... And the EYES. Oh god. I think they're too big. Or too long..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2.] Ellanadi's face is off and not as symmetrical as it should be&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3.] Tourniquette's fingers. I have a habit of making demented looking fingers. Maybe I should practice more hand pictures.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4.] The overall composition of this picture is completely random. Which makes it fail... so hard. I wish I didn't make Ree so small and beside me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5.] My waist is askew. I'm out of proportion. Taller than I should be. Legs longer than they should be. My face doesn't look like my face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6.]  Shoulda outlined Ella more so she stands out. There's a bit of "whut" randomness happening around Charlotte's right leg, Ella's righ ear and Aestyr's shoulder armor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7.] Lazy unorganized shading.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8.] Aes's hair is too contrasty. The back part needs highlights. Again, with the lazy shading.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9.] Tourni's shoulders and arms are too heavily outlined&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10.] Aes's ear wasn't shaded at all.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11.] Over-all lazy piece of shit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Things I like about this pic...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1.] Aes's face&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2.] Successfully drawing glasses on Eugene! Hurrah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3.] Charlotte's perspective.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4.] Teddy's face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anything I missed?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5744477825104491686?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5744477825104491686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-think-of-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5744477825104491686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5744477825104491686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-think-of-title.html' title='Can&apos;t Think Of Title...'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn-dMDiH1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/1N_aDlbgdow/s72-c/R+-+wut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-5201307866345331384</id><published>2009-02-26T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:37:38.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping In.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_KcXhkGI/AAAAAAAAABE/EpVbHQMtiwY/s1600-h/Ree_sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_KcXhkGI/AAAAAAAAABE/EpVbHQMtiwY/s400/Ree_sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312557790338846818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BLAHGLSDJHFLASF&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So I missed the bus to Whistler today. I was feeling quite depressed about it. Was really looking forward to actually snowboarding this time, unlike last time... where we stopped every 5 minutes. -Sigh-. I don't want to go to school I don't think I will. Bleh But bleh!! Argh I don't wanna think about it. Oh wells.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for school... I don't know if I want to go to art school... It's soooo intimidating seriously. Yeah.. Langara next year. I should ask Nick about art school. Would it be better to go to art school in Ontario or here in Vancouver? Where would I become most sucessful? Would I become successful? BLEH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm trying really hard not to think about Whister. -SIGH- Yeah I won't go to school today. Fuck that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spend the day drawing and trying to catch up on hw. Maybe I can stay home today or something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's pretty cold in here. It snowed... last night... ARGGH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Of all the days to sleep in! It had to be this one. I'd rather have slept through graduation or prom or something. I think I really don't want to go to prom... ASDF K.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-5201307866345331384?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/5201307866345331384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleeping-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5201307866345331384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/5201307866345331384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleeping-in.html' title='Sleeping In.'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn_KcXhkGI/AAAAAAAAABE/EpVbHQMtiwY/s72-c/Ree_sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-476209892667744585</id><published>2009-02-24T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:31:54.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Show You The World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9tBD3anI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5FBzfGvQExw/s1600-h/dfhajhe+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9tBD3anI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5FBzfGvQExw/s320/dfhajhe+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312556185280801394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first fan art in a lonnnggg while!! XD;; haha I tried Disney style. :P Alladin's lips kinda bother me still though. Oh well. Too tired to fix it. I still have laundry to do. -SIGH- Traditional tomorrow!! Bah. Stupid work. I'm glad I called in sick today. It was definitely worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-476209892667744585?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/476209892667744585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-show-you-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/476209892667744585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/476209892667744585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-show-you-world.html' title='I Can Show You The World!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9tBD3anI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5FBzfGvQExw/s72-c/dfhajhe+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-3855500041886589532</id><published>2009-02-22T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:30:26.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9Rk8WxUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHW0Ha4nMBU/s1600-h/dhsdh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9Rk8WxUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHW0Ha4nMBU/s320/dhsdh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312555713876641090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! So it's 2am in the morning! I feel so awake. &lt;p&gt;-sigh- School's really been an issue for me. Too bad I'm too lazy to do anything about it. I don't know where to go... Should I study art? Bleh. Sometimes my mood just fucks me over so bad I don't know what I'm supposed to be thinking. Maybe one of those times is now. Grahhh. Here are a list of choices I'm considering for now..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Langara&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) Capilano University&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) Kwantlen University&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll most likely end up going to Langara though. I hope maybe to go to Sheridan though next term or semester or whatever. I'll apply for the scholarship as well. But yeah.. I think Sheridan will be my dream/goal for now.. but is someone like Nick Tay who I really want to be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-3855500041886589532?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/3855500041886589532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-so-its-2am-in-morning-i-feel-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3855500041886589532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/3855500041886589532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-so-its-2am-in-morning-i-feel-so.html' title='School?'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn9Rk8WxUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/lHW0Ha4nMBU/s72-c/dhsdh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125542144726030728.post-8884453021658732317</id><published>2009-01-23T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:30:08.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn8mUHRIbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AFptzTsaYJ4/s1600-h/vuygvugv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn8mUHRIbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AFptzTsaYJ4/s320/vuygvugv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312554970624631218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I've decided to make an art blog... separate from my emo blog! :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well k. So here, have some hunk of junk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2125542144726030728-8884453021658732317?l=sheetzkie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/feeds/8884453021658732317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-ive-decided-to-make-art-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8884453021658732317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2125542144726030728/posts/default/8884453021658732317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheetzkie.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-ive-decided-to-make-art-blog.html' title='Ohai!'/><author><name>Christine Biala</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6Tv0GHoc4FQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJg/CYGt8Jlo1-4/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNqf8DEboc8/Sbn8mUHRIbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/AFptzTsaYJ4/s72-c/vuygvugv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
