it's a killer koala, it's a gnarly teddy.... no. it's an evil combination of lilo and the tellytubbies.

chemistry this morning. math tomorrow. i should be studying, but noo....

stoning to the likes of Modest Mouse, Bright Eyes, and Further Seems Forever.

virtual ink blotches. cool!
this came from stoning in front of the computer with winamp on random.
and continually pressing the "next blog" button.

thats a globe. be imaginative won't u?

mm. yeah.

he didn't use colgate.

i'm so slack i feel i could melt into the ground.

cheers!
meet blonde oblong, curly wurly and zippy zap!

....yeah, i'm bored. how'd u know?

happy three friends.
haha, doesn't the blog look bright and cheery now? :D
well, it's a start..

the game of romance.

a coupla pretty 'lil dandelions.
don't laugh (this is MS Paint for pete's sake), and i'd like to see YOU draw them.

inspired from the song "Dandelions" by Five Iron Frenzy.
ever wanted to tell the world about a certain song? yeah this is kinda like that.
check out their lyrics at songmeanings.net, or better yet download the song.

some interesting little game.. i liked the graphics. www.theskeletonshop.com

ok. i officially like The Cranberries. yeah, not exactly the red adorable round thingys up there, but..u know? i dont care what u guys say, i still like their music. period.

hello there. :)
(argh.)

"i guess this is my only chance to say i wish i knew you. because i'm sure you're wonderful. if i'd get to know you. ..the closest thing to perfect. but the farthest thing from me." - "The Closest Thing" by The Juliana Theory.

a man there was, and they called him mad; the more he gave, the more he had.

"i see it in your eyes. the tearing in your heart. as i awaken i learn first. first of dying. and lying inside the ground forgotten. i learn of love. i learn of terror. i feel the curse inside my body. my God, my God. why have you forsaken me and put this curse inside my body? (we live within a curse.) and within the divine. we're born and raised to work and then grow old and die. in our golden time. strange. cut and burnt then thrown into the tied. i have lived and died. lie beneath the ground. ascend into the sky." - "In Times Gone Past" by Zao.

society is degrading; the curse of man.
etchy sketchy.

"breathe. come out of your stare. touch the ground with your prayers. breathe out the lies. breathe. his words were sharpened hooks beneath your skin. you left them in. as he shone into the eyes around him. cradled by a cold floor. isolation shows his true motivaiton. her pedals are slowly torn away. scarlet adorns the snow. scarlet." - "If These Scars Could Speak" by Zao.

took a few hours doing this. a fair bit of colouring, and i know, i cant really draw roses.

heart of coal, halo of grace.

blind, mute.

"your tongue pierced my fragile heart. careless words are daggers thrown. unaware unapproachable. unwilling silence from a sounding voice. you entwine praise with curses. your words burn like hell itself. silence from a sounding voice. all this by the tongue created. your words become hell itself. i lay bleeding in the flames. the tongue creates it. tongue."
- "Walk On By, Walk On Me" by Zao.

kinda grim.
was experimenting on shading with colour.

hoho.
the usual skittle-people and tentacle-thingy.

heh.
for the times u felt either way.

cheshire snarl.
snarrrl..

"society is dead".
i was bored studying economics.

"up, up, and away".
really bored.

AS I LAY DYING - frail words collapse

ZAO - liberate te ex inferis

NORMA JEAN - bless the martyr and kiss the child