Guys, I'm obsessed with fashion: Oscars 2013

 

Naomi Watts in Armani Privé.

Charlize Theron in Dior Couture.

 

Amanda Seyfried in pale silver McQueen.

This is totally unfinished because I've been busy-ish post-Oscars but I had to publish it. :P

Fantasy Map Progress!

I felt like I owed you readers a poat, so I decided to share with you the progress (or... lack of) of my fantasy map!

How time has passed... and this is all I have for my map so far... >:O

I'm thinking of making a reverse waterfall, a forest of trees that make music when the wind blows, something fire/ice (maybe an island?), and other cool fantasy landmarks, but I'm not sure where to place them or how to artistically (yet simple enough to paint) depict those cool things.

Also, I'm not sure if it's overkill, or appropriate for a fantasy world. But I guess since it's only an artsy personal thing, I can add whatever.

In that case, I'm making up names based off all sorts of literary devices.

Yay puns and alliteration and cheesy wordplay :P

I really want to go to my fantasy land, like now.

You're all invited.

Question: Bookmarks?

I'mma be nosy now:

What are some of your bookmarks in your browser?

The clean kinds, children; this is a P.G 13 site. (okay it's a little worse than that at times, but all tangents aside)

Do you have a specific news source you rely on? Or maybe you're frantically searching for scholarships. Or maybe you have a favorite game site.

Or maybe you've bookmarked that one video of your favorite artist that you watch everyday because they're just perfect and you think that if you watch it enough times they will notice an odd amount of views coming from the same source and will eventually track your IP and come and find you and marry you, you adorable obsessive freak, you.

not that I can relate.

Comment in the comment section!
(technically you can comment in the URL input if you want but you won't get too far.)

Hahaha YES

Hahahaha YES

If I can't have you (males I've ever crushed on/and/or am trying to get over or seduce) I can still have G. to look at occasionally because I don't get weak over him anymore..

at least he's still fineee HAHAHAH
Maybe he can be my booty call sometime in the future lol jk (a girl can dream...?)

I'm so creepy but hey at least I'm cute sorta as cute a short Hispanic girl can be while still being a socially awkward moody dweeb

wow Novice way to advertise way to advertise

Feeling icky

Gosh-darn colds.

that is all.

Awright. I think I'm done for today.

BUT SERIOUSLY
COMMENT ON THINGS
I LOVE YOU
Okay maybe not
Not really
Anymore.
As long as you dont comment on here.
So comment, okay?
Okay.
Bye.
For now.

Comment.
Comment, yo.
COMMENT, YO
Ask me things
Write me beautiful poetry about your hidden, undying love for me and make me wonder who the heck you are by commenting anonymously or under some pseudonym.

Because thats totally romantic, in my eyes hehe but you dont know that oh shoot you do now

And who knows, maybe when I'm famous for singing, acting, being artsy, starting a movement, or just being that girl who gets her 15 minutes of fame on YouTube (the most likely option), I'll sign your arm... or something.

Pictures.

Editor's Note: Whoa, this is from September 16, 2012. Maybe I do write too much.... Nah.


An exaggerated work of literary art by ExperiencedNovice:

Tomorrow is picture day. This is the day where the typical teenage female wakes up even earlier than usual, to make herself attractive not only to potential mates but also to a mechanical beast known as the camera.

The typical female fears not that her face will be immortalized, rather that something will go wrong, something like one of the following:

• it will rain down on her luscious hairdo
• her makeup will run down her face as a result of more rain
• she will trip on a curb and sport a lovely abrasion on her face for the rest of the week
• a dog will attack her face and destroy it
• a madman will do illicit drugs, and in his mania will hunger for human flesh, particularly hers
• her rude little brother will splash coffee in her face, in an attempt to wake her up
• her makeup will also run down because of this
• a lonely 40-year-old man will sneak into her room and steal all her clothes and makeup and hair accessories the day before
• she will smile awkwardly and/or look like one of the following of the following:
• a duck
• a constipated man
• a man
• a duckman
• a constipated duckman
• a serial killer

But your lovely lady, Experienced Novice, worries not about makeup and luscious hairdos.

No. She fears looking like a genderless homo sapien, for the third year in a row.

A little motivator

Publishing mah drafts

I apologize for the sudden influx of posts. I'm bringing things out of the vault!

:D

PUNS, puns everywhere

Old things

Have you ever gone into a pile of old stuff, to read old notes and letters and see the person you were before?

Well a few weeks ago my mother decided to open up an entire storage container full of old stuff: school certificates and "awards", cheap plastic toys and hair accessories and whatnot. I even found a diary in there (pink and girly, egkhhhh) that I stopped writing in because my mom started reading it (for the record parents/guardians, unless you are suspicious your kid is doing some highly dangerous, illegal crap, NEVER read their diary/personal stuff. it's wrong and unfair on so many levels)
and lots of nostalgia ensued, and I almost wished I had the stupid simplicity of childhood back, all its petty problems and innocence.

feelsgoodman.jpg

Credit to: http://pigarot.deviantart.com/


What kind of stuff do you have from your younger years, if you do have anything?

Generic vs. Brand?

Would you be able to correctly discern the differences?

Question

Good evening.

What are your favorite books/television programs?

Please comment, I'm desperate.

I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE!

.....No spammin', (advertising, faux links, porn, other garbage) but feel free to leave your blog or a video link :)

Some thoughts for today

So after a short day of waking up late and biking for 3 hours I thought I would feel good about myself and I've been thinking about maybe dating again even though high school dating for the most part is a joke or simply experimental.

But then I think of the people I've confessed to having feelings for and how I just get friendzoned and it sucks... am I NOT a dateable person?

And it's funny, the people I don't  like are the ones who are interested in me (usually creepy, annoying, or forward people) and I feel like a jerk for turning them down... I find irony in that.

I don't know, I feel like finding a casual boyfriend would be bad for me because I get too attached to people who don't care as much about me... and I get hurt easily.

Maybe I'm just hard to love.

I see people who are happy together and sometimes I'm super happy for them and I find them adorable and whatnot; other times I'm really bitter, and I want every publicly affectionate couple on this earth to evaporate into thin air.

I realize how rude and annoying that sounds coming from me, but it's been bothering me for a long time now.
I'm so goddamn afraid of dating in the future. Like, how will I socialize with people, with my awkwardness and lack of social skill and anxieties?

How do I meet people? How do I find the right kinds of people and interact with them and deal with being a slightly-prudish, old-fashioned girl who occasionally likes to go crazy and is, on the inside, almost an entirely different person with a past and just so much about me that no one ever asks to know about?

And how does one build up that kind of trust that I seem to have with only a few people?
I don't know, maybe I'll find a little niche within a year or two if I force myself to join a million clubs and actually get out and invite people to things, but even that scares me.

What. Dating. College. Friend-making. How compute. Life.

The Harlem Shake

maybe I'm late, maybe I'm not... but apparently this is trending:
The Harlem Shake.

i dunno man i dunno

Love Is Patient, Love is Kind

found this yesterday and it gave me the chills. it's a message from me to you.

from me to anyone who's ever felt hated or uncomfortable or embarrassed of themselves,

from all the voices of the people supporting acceptance and tolerance and understanding to everyone else

feel free to share this with anyone.

No matter who you love,

Happy Valentine's Day.

♥

~Experienced Novice~

valentines, anyone?

So there are three main types of people when it comes to Valentine's Day.

The ones who get all mushy-romantic and are really into it, the ones who are grumpy and miserable, and the ones who are indifferent.

But even though I'm dreamily wishing could call a special someone mine, I've still got my friends.

So take V-Day with a sense of humor and enjoy these cards!