You know what annoys me about drawing portraits for peoples' MUD characters (art contest)? They're so damn bad at describing them.

Blonde hair, blue eyes.. good, good.. it's amazing how little people will describe shapes, which is actually what you need, and talk so much about color. Ideally, your descript should be detailed enough so that if I were to leave this picture in black and white you'd still know that it was your char. I know the color of the lips.. but I need to know if they're full, or long, or thin, or pouty.. I know the eye color, but I don't know if they're upturned, downturned, narrow, almond, squinty, close together, deep set... eyebrow shape, which is pretty damn important, I know nothing of.. Nose.. I can't draw noses anyways, so it shouldn't matter. Still. 'Small' isn't gonna cut it.. this is a description used by every other female character as standard procedure because girls don't like to think of themselves as.. well.. having noses. For women (they think), at best, their noses don't look half bad, and at worst, it totally screws up an otherwise half-decent face. Cheeks? Hair? At least say if it's straight or wavy or curly or shoulder length or if she has bangs or something.

If all you have for your char is a blonde haired, blue eyed girl with a tan and average breasts and hips, you could just find a random picture online and it'd be more worth your time.

I like walking home in the rain. It's quite refreshing, because the sky is silver, and it brings out the wet green of the grass and dark trees. And it feels clean, and the rainwater pours past you in torrents over the sidewalk, because I have the privelege of walking through a hilly area home from school.

I miss people. I don't get to talk to them.

I don't have classes with anybody, and it makes me lonely sometimes. People are always singing at lunch, and I'm not with them, and Nick and Rob and Puffy are always talking to other people.

Why are me and Alex talking about who we think are hot guys and gay sex?

Shpachee went to New York City with her family and my mom was rather annoyed that they didn't tell her so that we could go with them, because she knows Manhattan like the back of her hand.

Personally, I'd prefer not to go to NYC this time of the year anyhow.

I have a new mattress because my old one had holes in it. This one's bigger and firmer. It feels weird. I've taken the liberty of changing my Star Wars bedsheets to something less totally retarded.

I need to take them Episode One posters off my door too. I have some strange, hideous work of modern art up right now, but hopefully I'll actually get a real painting. I mean, a real print of a painting. Er, a real poster of a print of a good painting.

Because on any given day on a weekend in Montgomery Mall you will always see someone you know..

-Alexis Kim at Victoria's Secret. I don't really enjoy the prospect of shopping for underthings at the same store as someone who's infinitely thin.

Adults are boring. "Hey, let's look at stoves! Ooh, gutter cleaners!"