At LONG last I have internet! OMFG I HAS TEH INTERWEBS AGAYNE!!!!

Ahem. Let's start from the beginning yes?

So we sold the house and finally moved into our new one. This meant my internet was lost until we could get our NEW internet set up (Crappy Hughes net to loovveelllyy Verizon DSL ftw >)

However.

Verizon has THE shittiest customer service known to man. After being told we couldn't get DSL where we lived (even though we were well aware the previous owners had it and everyone on our block has it), being informed that nobody there gave a shit if we got service (nope. Not even kidding. That is a direct quote from the lady in the customer service department my mom was talking to. Legit. "There is honestly nobody here who gives a shit if you get internet service there or not". Not even kidding folks.), being told the street we live on doesn't exist (yup. I live in a mythical land called West Acres, my lovelies. Come frollic with me in our meadows with the unicorns and fairies be merry), our cables were too messed up and faulty from age (The house is four years old |:>, and any other lame-o and frankly quite pathetic excuse out there imaginable, my mom found someone who, for the right price, indeed gave a shit.

Ladies and gentlemen, because my mom is SUCH a ninja, we have internet. And all it took was NOT bribing a guy my brother knows who works for Verizon a hundred bucks to do it. You catch my drift? Bribing was NOT involved in this matter whatsoever. Nope. (No srsly stfu );< XD)


So allow me to celebrate my internet withdrawals with some srs youtube surfing and manic skyping.

Oh....and Project Doodles SO isn't dead. Yet. XD

AHMAIGAWD INTERWEBS HOW I'VE MISSED YOOOUUU

Everyone here? Lurkers and Active Commenters alike? Everyone comfortable? Yes?

Good.

So as most of you are undoubtably aware of I am a writer and I enjoy it a lot. However, it would appear I'm suffering from a very serious condition called Writer's A.D.D. in which I simply cannot start an epic 40+ chapter novel and ever actually finish it. I drift from one idea to the next and drop the previous projects completely. Of course this is unintentional but even I am very aware of this fact; I have never finished a long and extensive plot and it is becoming clear that such a thing is part of my nature.

I CAN, however, write short stories left and right.

I started to reminisce about when I was in high school and how for out standardized writing essay portion we were given a prompt. They would be purposely vague and give no real inclination as to who our designated audience was or any other crucial information. That was when my writing shined the best, I believe, and thus I have dubbed these short stories my 'Writing Doodles'.

It was with this train of thought when it hit me; I may never be able to finish one long and epic tale, but what's to stop me from writing a bunch of short stories and cram them all into a single volume? Brilliant no? No? Well screw you I like the idea |:>

Anywho, this is where you lovely watchers come in.

I'm going to challenge myself, and I want you all to join in and help me, to write at least ONE short story a week until I've accumulated enough to compile a nice collection. I'm hoping with this excercise my creative juices will get kicked back into gear so I can write some more short stories independently. Call this Creative Boot Camp if you will (only not really).

At least once a week there will be a journal posted asking for writing prompts. It can be over anything original (don't ask me to write fanfic basically, please. I want these exercises to be as original as possible). Here's an example of a prompt I wrote over once upon a time back in my school days:

"Describe a time when you were someone's hero."

Now, obviously, I was nobody's hero. So what did I do? I wrote a story. And it not only WORKED, but it worked so damn well that my school's English department revered me as the best damn snot-nosed brat in my graduating class that could write.

Remember to try to keep these as vague as you can so that I really have to wrack my brain for ideas. We're trying to resurrect my creative mind here, not let me copy your own brilliance. Here's a "what not to do" example if you will:

"Write about a unicorn who befriends a human and how together they beat down an evil dictator of doom and live happily ever after and frollic about in a field of flowers."


...okay. Bad example. But that lets you know I came up with that shit on the spot ;D


I'll pick a concept/prompt to work with out of the comments and write over that and submit it on dA. Be sure to comment on them and tell me what you think: did it follow the prompt? Was it creative? What could I have done better?

I really need everyone's help on this one. I'm really asking for EVERYONE who actively watches to participate in this....this...

what IS this anyway? Creative Boot Camp sounds too....rawr. Dumb.

Hm...

....

Let's call it Project Doodles >


I hope to hear your ideas soon! Be sure to give me some in the comment section below ;D

So I've had my emo rant. Now let's have something a little more upbeat, yes?

So I've been doing okay, all things considered. Bills are still a pain in the butt but I'm gonna cancel my health insurance and whatnot to try and save some money.

I recently decided to try my hand at chemistry.com. Yeeaahhh I know what you're thinking, beliiieevveee me I was too. However, I'm too shy to go out and meet people on my own and there could be someone perfect for me just outside of town and I could not know he even exists! I'm currently talking to one of my matches, Adam. He seems really nice and he has a good relationship with his family so that's a huge plus for me. I really like him so far :3. Mom just likes that it's giving me something to think about besides being depressed over the ex and all this other stuff.

Uhhhmm.....

I forgot what else I was gonna say...

rawr. Maybe I'll remember later

lol pointless journal is pointless

Yep. It's an emo journal update. If you hate that sort of thing, kindly look away now and frollic about dA in a happy manner. I recommend frollicing to or or or or even for all your needs of anything awesome, but that's just my humble opinion |:

So anyway...

For the past few months now my life has been steadily going to hell in a handbasket in a downwards spiral and I just...am really not sure what to do anymore. Usually I don't like self-pity party's because I always feel like an idiot later but I think that's what I need now.

The story is too long overall but I'll make a list in chronological order of what's happened to me, whether it be good or bad. The bad outweighs the good, but the good things are good indeed.

~Passed first college class since coming back from Corpus with an A. (Transcript technically states I have a 4.0 GPA ftw XDD)
~Classes + Books > Kenni's lowsy paycheck.
~Quit school due to financial strain.
~Spent most of summer wondering why the boyfriend was only a few miles away and yet we rarely saw each other
~Boyfriend goes back to school one day after we broke up and reconciled.
~Parents no longer able to pay for bills.
~Felt obligated to move out to help parents's financial strain. (was promptly debutted in the form of parents chewing my ass out |: )
~No period for one month (sorry boys if this is a nasty subject for you |: )
~No period for two months. Boyfriend starts to panic.
~No period for two and 1/2 months. Pregnancy tests still read negative.
~Three months, no period.
~Learned what an ectopic pregnancy is.
~Emotional breakdowns at work in the backroom with the asst. Meat Manager (bless her heart) holding my hand and praying for me becomes a tragic norm.
~First baby nephew is born. My heart broke in a good way when I got to hold that precious baby in my arms for the first time.
~Three months, two weeks later: learned I'm not pregnant. Finally got period.
~Constant build-up of stress and emotional rollercoasters cause me and boyfriend to fight frequently or not talk period.
~Came to the realization that boyfriend and I got along better when we were just friends.
~Hours at work begin to drop from 38 to 32.
~Broke up with boyfriend after another week or so of fighting.
~Hours at work drop from 32 to 29.
~Car payments become increasingly difficult to pay for every month. Too afraid to admit this to parents.
~Ex-boyfriend hurts me further by refusing to speak to me.
~Begins to mildly contemplate what would happen if I were to die.
~Ex-boyfriend continues to ignore my pleas of talking.
~Mom holds my face in her hands and says "I wish I could take all of your pain for you."
~Admits to a friend online that I think I might be becoming suicidal. He tells me he'd hate me and tells me he loves me as a sister.
~Hours drop from 29 to 20.
~Making payments becomes....painfully impossible.
~Credit card debt is starting.
~Gets a job interview at American Bank.
~Interview goes well.
~Hasn't heard from them since.
~Propane tank is repossessed; means no hot water for us.
~Random crying fits become normal.
~Takes baths in the hottub outside now.
~Begins to wonder if I'm losing my job.
~Tries to take up video editing again to try to not think about problems.
~Editing begins to reflect my mood lately.
~House is sold.
~Thinking "surely nothing else can possibly happen to me".

^ damn that list is long >_<

Allow me to explain my new bath situation.

I take baths in the hottub outside by going out with my bathing suit on and I soak in the water (we don't use chlorine) and then I get out and use soap on the grass and wash my hair and use a cup to dip into the water in the hottub and rinse off in the grass like that. It's not fun but it's better than freezing my ass off every morning in the freezing water in the shower.

*sigh*

so in a nutshell I've done nothing but stress and get emotional. It feels like...quite literally...I don't know. I'm very depressed, that's for damn sure. That's a lot to happen to me in the course of...oh...about three-four months or so. I just can't catch a break anymore for even a second it feels like. It's like...like I'm trying to hold on to my life, the way I knew it, like it's water in my hand...and all I can do is watch as it trickles through my fingers anyway.

I feel like such a failure...the highlights of my life had been getting a new job, a good boyfriend, and diligently paying for my car and going to school and studying hard...and I've lost all of those and then some.

oh well. At least I have an adorable nephew.

I haz a friend :3.

He's new to dA! ;D

go say hello and make him feel welcome yes?

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I forced him to get a dA after seeing a MEEP thing ma bobber he drew >:3. I expect to see more from him /glares at Joshy

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