just a short post

ok, so when i said crappy pieces, i meant the ones where i said i had no idea what i was doing. found some tutorials on deviantart and voila! instant knowledge. i also somehow managed to make the shading half decent. ah shizenhousen. it wont load up. dammit. ok so um, ill upload them next time. something about being corrupted. ._. took me almost 3 hours to do as well.

and im hopefully getting my laptop back tomorrow!!! :D

hopefully.

how long has it been? 7 weeks? ugh. but i really hope its worth it.

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ah, yeah. i havnt posted anything for a long time.

mainly cause im a lazy bum.

and cause i STILL dont have my laptop back. i imagine it is lying under 3 tonnes of paperwork, forgotten. alone. WELL I HAVNT FORGOTTEN YOU!!

oh, and cause of school.

today i learned about cheese in this school for kids who are, how do you say it? slow? disadvantaged? you know what i mean. no disrepect either. ah, the smell of grilled cheese. someone stole my drink bottle as well. the room was 'locked', but when we came in, everything was moved.

i also couldnt turn my head cause my neck really hurt.

and there is also the sombrero galaxy out there. quite funny.

anyway, i dunno what im gonna post up next, or when, so yes. just wanted you all to know that i love you all for following me. and im starting howler again. but i dunno how.

and it was my birthday on saturday. forgot bout that. dad ate all my cake. plus his cake that we bought for him. and im 15.

ok, so i shall come on this on the weekend, and hopefully post something up. maybe my crappy skills with a tablet. it feels so weird with one.

whaat?? no story??!!

erm, how do i start this off..

ok, well, i dunno if youve noticed but i suddenly disppeared 3 weeks ago from blogger. why? cause my laptop was all, 'dude, i aint lettin you on anymore. i need a break.' and i was all, 'aww come on, seriously! let me save my files!' and it was all, 'nah, too tired. haha got your hopes up, now im shutting down again ^-^'. it isnt a good day when it takes you more than an hour to get your laptop working. even worse when you start talking to it. anyway, dad was all, you should always back up your files blah blah blah and i was like, well, two out of my three usbs dont work and the third doesnt have room. and you know what he does? he gives me a usb when i dont even have a laptop!! so he gave it to his friend to check out at work, and im thinking, alrighty, itll take a week, max. then a week later dad comes home and goes, his going to china for 3 weeks so you have to wait. THREE WEEKS!!!! almost went mad. my friend had the same problem, and it wasnt a virus, and said her cousin restarted her comp so all the files were deleted. i live in fear that will happen to me. all my work and pics will be gone. quite distressing.

no laptop meant i had to ask my teacher for an extension, which i got, then i was half way done on the comp im using now (which is the equivalent to an 80 year old), and was like, 'oh yeah, ill do the rest tomorrow' and then the next day i opened it AND IT WAS GONE. i was not a happy jan. so i had to ask for ANOTHER extension. got that too. but ahh. and cause my laptop had already logged in to all my accounts and this one hasnt, i couldnt be bothered. yeah, took me more than an hour sorting through my mail on deviantART after a week. but im drawing someone something which makes me feel special.

oh yes, my heading. well, i havnt been posting howler because the updated version was on my laptop. yes. but i felt like starting again (again) anyway. but its the holidayss and it still hasnt sunk in.

i did a role play infront of my year level about CSI, and i was the only one dressed up in a lab coat and safety glasses and mind you, im not the most confindent person round so it was quite daunting. but i didnt have to say anything. my name was dr. zelda corn. the labcoat was pretty long so apparently i looked really short when i walked on. everyone started laughing so i started to laugh too. i didnt muck up or trip over so that was a plus >__>

was goalie in PE hockey today. the teacher also made me captain. it was 6-0 to us, when his like, next goal wins, and then after like, 1o shots the other team got it passed me and they won!! i was like, NO OUR HARD WORK!! to me, it was only 6-1. left my foam shoe at the other end of the court :P

oh and in history the teacher let us watch the news about michael jackson. quite sad. when the reporter was like, on to our next blah blah, the whole class erupted and started swearing at him to put MJ back on. they did. and they showed him with that air mask thingo and he was being wheeled into an ambulance and i was like, D:

and that charlies angels chick died too, and kim manners, the director of supernatural, he died at the start of the year. i was gonna cry when at the end of an ep, it said, RIP kim manners.

damn, wrote more than i expected. ah well. i wonder if theres any artwork on this comp...

ah, i found something ^-^ coloured this at school in photoshop (cause i do photography). this was black and white. didnt take this, its a stock photo. im quite proud of it.

howler - william

ha, im actually starting to change my ways by doing things i said i would. dunno how long it will last, but for now, its good. this part is a little shorter than the last part cause it stops before a chunk of writing. so yeah. tell me if you like it or not and what i could do to change it :)

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"Who the...?"
"I GOT IT!" shouted Julian who was already running down the stairs.

Delilah knew her father wouldn't come back for another half and hour, depending on whether he decided to wander off to some random shop, so who was at the door? Sliding off her bed, Delilah poked her head out of her door and transformed into a wolf. She liked being an animal. It was like being in another world, yet everything around her was the same. Of course, having four legs might mean more balance, but going down stairs was trickier than it looked. Holding her body back as far as she could, she headed down the stairs, letting momentum move her centre of balance over the steps. As she jumped off the last step, two figures walked into her view. The one on the left was her brother who had a sly smile on his lips. The boy on the right was William, his best friend. His spiked brown hair was damp from running in the rain and the small glasses that sat on his nose had fogged up a bit around the edges. They had met on their first day at high school and have since been inseparable. William was a skinny kid that always had his nose in a math book or some complicated and boring looking text but that didn't mean he sucked at sports. He wasn't as fast of fit as Julian, but he was very agile, able to change directions so quickly it's a wonder why he hasn't broke his leg yet. But what could you expect from a ferret? A hand came out of his jean pocket and rested on Delilah's head. A friendly growl rose from her throat as he stroked the top of the wolf's head.

"Hey Delilah. Julian said I could come over today. That alright with you?" The tip of William's ears turned pink. William has always been a friend of Delilah, although a few weeks ago he let slip to Julian that he thought his sister was cute. Not that Delilah knew of course.

The wolf walked back from his hand and flicked her tail in an approving way. As the boys headed up the stairs, Delilah walked into the kitchen, following the scent of the almost ready soup. She walked in and sat down behind her mother. When's lunch? It came out as a high pitched whine. The pretty face of her mum faced her.

"What is it Delilah? If you're wondering when lunch is ready, then in half an hour. If you're hungry, then look in the fridge."

A snort came out of the wolf's nose. She walked away from the kitchen and headed towards the stairs once more. But as she lay a paw on the first step, a hollow bounce came from above. Looking up, Delilah had enough time to open her mouth and catch the stray tennis ball that was heading her way. Why do they treat me like a dog? She sighed.

The ball was uncomfortable in her mouth so she dropped it and walked up the stairs. A series of laughs came from behind Julian's door as she made her way past. Her ears folded back as the laughter increased. Turning into her human form, Delilah suddenly felt a burning sensation on her tongue. Running back down the stairs, she took a closer look at the ball as her mouth started to water. She picked it up and saw a faint reddish tint on the furry part. Cursing, she ran into the kitchen and grabbed the glass of the red cordial her mum prepared. Roxanne had a habit of knowing what was going on. Gulping down the liquid and swishing her mouth with the sweet flavour, the spicy taste of chilli paste was soon diminished to a low throb. The bubbling of the soup was just the same as how Delilah felt inside.

"They shall die." Delilah cursed
"Not today honey, not today. Why don't you go and cool off in your room? I think Julian would like his ball back, don't you think?" A smile warmed on Roxanne's face.

Looking at her mother's smile, Delilah felt a little better. Walking to the stairs, she picked up the tennis ball and started going up the stairs. Halfway up, Delilah stopped. She decided it was best not to leave her room. Continuing on, she heard snippets of Julian and Will's conversation.

"That was so tight...she's gonna be mad...party pooper...yeah I guess...what? No...I’m not stupid I can see you...and now we head down...new game I found...seriously..."

hi hi :D

woah, when was the last time i was on? well im back now.

well, i was on, but hadnt posted anything. maybe a comment or two. but now im here.

yeah, heaps happened, got hit in the face by a european handball, was a goalie for hockey (protection and all), finished the twilight series, did NAPLAN (uugggghhh) and got the hey monday and the green day albums. well, the green day is a burnt copy from my friend, but i still have it :)

today dad asked me which dog i liked best out of these two in the paper. i pointed to another one, then asked if he was gonna adopt a dog. he said maybe. i couldnt hide my smile. my father, the one who ive been asking for years for another pet (i have a dog) is now asking ME what dog i want to adopt. maybe cause my choices didnt suit him. see, i wanted a border collie, he wanted a small dog. i wanted a cat, he said no. i wanted fish, he said they had to go in the pond (where they will be eaten by birds. i wanted a ferret/rat/mouse, he said they stunk. i wanted a snake (mind you, i was young when i asked for these. say, maybe when i was 10?? maybe less) he has a fear of them. no point asking for a bearded dragon or crocodile or wolf or horse either. or a tiger or bird.

lol on sunday, my friend came back from canada cause she was an exchange student, and with a couple of family friends we watched twilight. movies are the funniest when watched with others. we kept laughing at edwards face and at jacob, and when bella goes, your hand is so cold.. my friend went, its the fluroesence. so funny. and when they kissed, her friend went, SHES GOT NO PANTS!!!! haha, good times.

feeling sick lately. headaches, tummy upsets, not enough to keep me home, but i think theres something wrong. theres swine flu near us now. i was like, eh.

just finished a book called the recruit by robert muchamore. quite good actually. as they say, dont judge a book by its cover.

now, lets see, howler will be updated on saturday so yes. i havnt written any more but hmm. my friends and i might do a story where one of us does a chapter, then another does one, and so on. i think its a good idea. i have a deviant :) quite happy. want the link? now, what was it again... ah yes.

http://www.bp-wolf.deviantart.com/

i think thats it. maybe. now i shall go. so i say hello to you and goodbye for now.

howler - the beginning after the beginning.

i seemed to have lost track of what day it is. i totally forgot on saturday, and also on sunday. yesterday i dunno what happened. alright, now that you've (hopefully) read the beginning (as in the legend), here is the actual beginning of the actual story. that doesnt really make sense but if i ramble on it will become a mess. i read my original story, and its actually much more interesting than the one i have now. but its more cheesier. and i dont have chapters so ill just give the posts random names. i was gonna change the story a bit, but i never did. and here it is! ha, what a coincidence. i was supposed to post this on saturdays and my story starts on a saturday :P

Saturday is a good day. It is a day to sleep in after a hard week at school or work. A pair of sea green eyes stared out of the round, rain splattered window of a two-storey white house. It was late morning and there wasn't much you could do outside on a rainy Saturday. Fourteen year old Delilah Evans sighed. Her bright eyes blinked as her light brown side fringe brushed against her eyelashes. Her shaggy short hair was sitting on her shoulders, and her arms were hugging her knees. She was a little short, but what she lacked in size she made up in strength. Her nose picked up the faintest of smells and she had a laid back nature, if not a little stubborn.
"So tired," she yawned as her forehead made contact with the cool glass, sending a slight shiver through her body.
"Then go back to sleep!" chuckled a voice behind that flipped her gray hood onto her head.
The voice belonged to her sixteen-year-old brother, Julian. He was tall and had a mop of dark hair on his head. His dark eyes sparkled as he always had a joke on his tongue, whatever the mood. A white shirt hugged his athletic body and grey trackies hid his strong legs. Though he was good at sport, he couldn't beat his sister at the more logical side of life, even if he was older.
"Julian, what the hell are you doing in my room?" Delilah growled.
"Um, I forgot. Wait, it's coming back to me now! Yes, mum said uh, nah I lost it. Just go see her."

Julian let himself a small smile as he watched his sister mutter silent words to herself and make her way towards the door where he was walking. Knowing her for all her life, he moved out of the way. Never mess with Delilah in the morning, especially if it's Saturday. He followed his sister into the kitchen, where their mum was stirring a warm smelling soup. Delilah pulled up a chair next to the white bench and helped herself to a piece of carrot. Roxanne Evans was a model until she had Julian. Her glossy red hair was tied into a loose bun and her hazel eyes were fixed upon her daughter. A white apron was tied around a pale yellow shirt that looked perfect against her olive skin. Even though she stopped full time modeling sixteen years ago, her pictures were still sometimes slapped across magazine ads or the like.
"Delilah honey, can you call your father? His at the supermarket and I need him to get some more eggs."
"And some orange juice!" Julian called from the fridge.
Delilah slid off the chair and grabbed the phone off its holder. Tapping in her dad's mobile number, she walked around the house, listening to the constant ringing of the phone, waiting for the click that indicated that her father had heard her calling. Just as the computerized answering machine was about to play, a rumble of voices in the background told Delilah her dad had heard. A clear voice answered.

"Evans."
"Hey dad."
"Lilah!" The voice boomed.
"Yes, dad. Mum said to buy eggs and orange juice. Oh, and some ice cream."
"Ice cream? Delilah, winter has just finished. Isn't it a bit cold for ice cream?"
"Nope," She smiled. There was always a time for ice cream, even in the middle of winter.
A sigh echoed through the phone.
"Ok. So eggs, orange juice and choc chip ice cream?"
"Thanks dad. See you soon!"
"Bye bye."

A stream of beeps indicated it was time to hang up and return to her room. As she walked into the kitchen, the hair at the back of her neck stood on end. A frown appeared on her face. Turning just in time, Delilah raised her left arm as it rammed into the small warm body of a black and white spider monkey. Air escaped its lungs as it instinctively wrapped its tail around her arm and swung onto her shoulders. It snatched the phone from her hand.

"You know, normal people ask for something, not jump at them when their back is turned. Seriously Julian, I don't know how we are related. And don't start speaking monkey to me! Turn human if you have something to say. Wait, not now you idiot! Argh!"

Delilah fell to the ground as the monkey grew and changed into her grinning brother that was hugging her shoulders. His smile quickly faded as the girl started to transform like him, but into a totally different animal. He quickly jumped up and ran away, away from the carnivore that was guarding the kitchen. A grey wolf streaked with brown followed him, bounding around corners and leaping up the stairs. Four legs are fast, but Delilah wasn't fully grown and her brother was always going to be faster than her. As she reached the top of the stairs, she caught a glimpse of her brother before he disappeared into his room with a slam of the door. Panting, the wolf walked into another room and transformed back into a human. Delilah walked over to her bed and sat down on the floor with her back resting against the mattress. Her hand reached for her MP3 that was lying around, along with other things that fell off her desk. Stretching the headphones around her head, Delilah turned on the device and tapped along to the beat of the music. She turned her head and saw her navy school diary sprawled out next to her dark blue bulk of a school bag. Reaching over to the battered diary, she flipped to todays date and looked for any homework that was due. Of course, there was always something. Geography. Great. She thought. Flipping her book around, she glanced at a slightly faded timetable. The next time she had geography was on Monday, last period. Opening her diary again, she read the rushed writing that was her way of saying that she should have written it earlier. Q 2-5 pg 17. Not being bothered to look for her geography book, Delilah threw her diary back towards her bag and searched for a better song to listen to. Bored, she climbed onto her bed and lay on her stomach. She closed her and eyes and mindlessly swayed her feet to the drumming. Three and a half songs in, the music ceased. Delilah's eyes flicked open and she sighed. She glanced at her clock. 11:53. Rolling onto her back, Delilah let her mind wander into nothing, her fingers drumming her tummy to a ghostly song. A sudden loud bell rang through the house. She jumped and rose up from her daze.

hehehe did a little editing. i wonder who is at the door. hmmm. haha. well i bought a graphic tablet from ebay today. im very excited. what it is (warning: i suck at explaining things half the time) its a board or tablet that you stick into the computer and you draw on it with a special pen and it comes up on your screen. yeah. and my mother bought me hot pink PJs. which i am wearing now. only because they feel nice. i do not like pink.

oh and i got a new visual diary, and i have not scanned anything yet and 2 out of my 3 usbs are not working. my red one, with my half completed italian work has broken and theres no way i can access it. my little one is just plain stuffed and my blue one is fine. man whats the point of a holiday if your just gonna get a stack of homework?? read the second book of angus thongs etc. quite funny. especially sven, the swedish boyfriend of rosie. when i get my tablet, i will try to draw my howler characters. which will be in a few days. ah damn. school.

new drawings!!!! (finally)

harr di harr i worked out how to save the pics from the scanner!!! [damn the BSoD for disrupting my post] took me a while but yay. i only scanned 3 though cause well, i start something and never finish. i mean, i have one page left in my visual diary! and thats 120 pages!! but some are junk or i tore a couple out. anyway, here they are. oh, and ill post howler tomorrow. i feel like changing it.

vaughn's softer side :P did it last night at 12. seems i get all my inspiration at that time. thats my HM pic. vaughn is a tough guy who doesnt talk to anyone (he says to me: dont talk to me. your distracting.) and is the animal handler.

my diary doesnt fit in the scanner so the top got chopped off. first piece in my book that was all pencil.

this was the second. updated version from the one in one of my older posts.

yeah. well thats all i gotta say i guess. daylight savings gives me a damn headache. and there was a kookaburra on my balcony today :) i was walking to the comp and i looked at it and it looked at me and it was like, woah. ok now im done.