the black hole

alright, so i got better after reading one particular blog that always sets me up in an optimistic mood.
to become even more optimistic, i decided to empty my bag the way Noira did and tell you whatever i find inside, just for the thrill and because i need to occupy my mind with something other than money-issues.
so what's in the depths of my bag?

• a paper-filled folder. mostly school stuff, but there are papers i haven't touched for months, mostly with doodles and old letters.
• my sketchbook. that thing has a life of its own. papers, sketches, doodles, unfinished pictures. old CDs which were never put back into my collection. printed art. a bunch of tutorials. really, many things can be found there.
• a load of papers. again, doodles. old printed stuff, like my chemistry notes. printed out speeches for my lessons. old letters, again. just some stuff i can always write on quickly if and when i need it.
• books. usually two or three. at the moment there's a tarot book and lolita, in english. not reading anything sucks, to be honest.
• about four lipglosses. i used to be addicted to them abotu a year ago, the obsession's slowly wearing down nowadays, but the stuff still remains in my bag, in case i ever need it.
• my tarot cards. yes, i do readings everywhere, if i need it. and this is the best way to get acquainted with the cards.
• the so called KPZ. or the box of last rescue, for those who don't speak Czech. a bunch of painkillers and tampones. without those, i'm screwed on my period, really.
• then things like my keys, mobile phone and my wallet. wallet is filled with useless junk and no money.
• and last, but not least ... hookah tobbaco. i don't usually carry it, but i was asked to keep it, so i just do that.

oh well

great news this afternoon. apparently i don't need to come to work anymore, just because there's "a lot of girls this summer and we are not satisfied with you".
so much on doing all the things i wanted to do, such things involving money. like buying a hookah, saving some money for the master of rock festival, playing a lot more of eight-ball, and just generally enjoying the fact taht i have a steady income.
mind you, they can stuff the money up their asses, but my self-esteem is on the floor again after working on it for two years straight. looks like i'm really screwed without Ten. i just feel downright useless and abused on the top, because my friends tend to get abusive nowadays. which results into more escapism and more planning of suicide and such things. and not wanting to get up in the morning, which is quite bad for me.
it can be summed up in one sentence: i hate when people throw sticks under my feet, if you get what i mean.

of teachers and cue games

first off today, i hereby declare our IT teacher the sexiest man in the world, especially when he puts on a tuxedo. well, he DOES look like Ten's father, but let's just brush that off, shall we.
well, about the cue games. let's just say i was out with my muse on Saturday ... and we just somehow passed a snooker club. and i remembered he promised that someday he will teach me how to play the game. and i just stopped in my tracks and it happened.
so we went in, and the hour we had paid for flew by so quickly, but i learned lots.
like - hitting the center of the white ball is apparently an extremely hard task for me. which sucks when you're trying to do the first i-dunno-what-it's-called-in-English stroke or whatever. but at least i don't have problems with getting the white ball instead of the coloured ones in the hole, like my dear muse.
i have loads of things on my mind, but i can't remember any of them. so let's close this off with a last point.
sadly, i probably won't be able to describe it with words. so let's try.
hitting the ball by putting the cue behind your back looks so fucking cool. muse tried to teach me that one, but i'm afraid i'll never be that cool. so i just took some photos of him doing that and melted. really, it looks way too cool. i think i'll make the pictures a trilogy after all.
now i'm off to learn about gimp. he undressed himself. well, his tuxedo.

of lags and animu

i seem to be lagging while writing these things, really. it's just that many things have happened and i'm not home as much as i used to be.
first of all, i got a job. part-time job, to be precise, but a job nonetheless - which means money to spend on things. namely festivals, going out for cocktails, hookah and then maybe i will buy new headphones and a new mp3 player. really, there are so many thing i can afford now. it will require a whole shitload of working, but i don't really mind much. working gets some issues off my mind. also, working in a pastry store has its advantages.
animefest was ... okay, really. not great, not bad. i met some people i didn't really want to see anymore. i'd hate to call them a bunch of bitches, because that's not really what i think of them, i'd just be happier if all the things i went through with them [or at least the not-so-good ones] just ... disappeared. really, if there's something i never want to go through again, it's living on the internet. as after forever sings, very accurately, i have to say ... this world of fake friends and computer's digital deceit
also, pikshurz. the first one is a collab with Re - another Discworld one, this time Susan Sto Helit. i don't think i captured her the way i see her, at least in the colours which are mine, but oh well, practise, practise.
and the second one is a part of the craft-trade with one girl at my school. she's into cybergoth and weird things, which is close to my heart. it's not what i usually draw, but i wouldn't mind drawing this more often, really.

new arts

i forgot to upload for some time now ... sad, really. so here you are: the first one is Daze, Reina's pokémon trainer. really, it felt strange to draw a trainer after a year or something, but i enjoyed it, really; and the second picture is Mielikki again, enchanting something, i have no idea what, but i like the pose and people apparently do too.
in life department, ... animefest is coming up. i have no idea if i'm looking forward to it or not, and i don't know if i want to know.
gonna watch some movies or something now, i'm bored.