Well, since sleep is invading me once more I figure I’ll just write until I get so bored out of my mind I’ll fall over unconscious.
Now, since this is a new blog I figure I should start it out more properly then I used to. Why jump right into my life when most of you honestly don’t even know who I am? Extending upon this some of you might not give a care, but for those of you who want to get to know more better I’ll just give you the basics. There’s no way I’d get someone patient enough nor would I be patient myself to tell every little aspect of my life. I’ve made regrets, had golden memories, and have gone through most of the same life stages as anyone else. I can’t say my life is too special, but it’s also not ordinary.
I was born and have lived in the same town all my life. Born in a religious hospital, but weirdly I don’t have one myself, the Illinois/Missouri metro area has been my place of dwelling for the 18 years, 7 months, and 14 days I’ve been alive. Sure, I’ve been to many other states and even Canada, but I always return back to the same central area. This place, to me, is a wanna-be city. I would never and could never consider it one, seeing as how we have farmers and all. Until I was 15 I actually used to live right next to a corn field…it was right behind my backyard. Maybe that’s my ancestors semi-farmer blood speaking, but this place will always seem like an upgraded version of the country. I’ve been to St. Louis and Chicago…and let me tell you, they scare me, hehe…They’re too big. Just more proof I’m no city slicker. Beautiful Valley has changed a lot over the years…more is getting built. Annoying really…I remember when we used to be so much smaller then this…Ah well, I’m ranting on now about where I live. It’s honestly not grand…Like I said, upgraded version of the country.
As for myself, I’m the youngest of my brother and I by about almost close to 6 years. Kyle, my brother, and I are almost one in the same. Our personalities are a lot a like, but that didn’t keep us from beating each other to a pulp when we were younger…this could or could not be the reason I was a fighter when I was younger. Most people think I’m bluffing when I say I used to beat kids senseless….Nope. Growing up around only boys really made me really aggressive. I’ve lost a lot of that aggression with the years, but all those days in detention or having to stay with the principal did not go unforgotten. All-in-all I was a trouble maker. As I’ve told multiple times over and over, the stories about blowing up a refrigerator and putting holes in the wall with bowling balls come to mind…but luckily I’ve grown out of that faze….Or I can control those urges, lol. Not sure, but either way I wouldn’t hurt a fly….unless provoked.
I can’t say I honestly know how I was shaped to be how I am either. It just happened somewhere along the time line of my life. This actually scares me. A friend of mine grew up almost exactly as I did…but we’re opposites….Almost completely. We’re one in the same, but different sides of the same coin. I know she won’t mind when I say she’s negative…She knows it. She’s honestly one of the most pessimistic people I’ve ever known…but to me that makes her kind of lovable. Being that I’m her positive counterpart I tend to want to hang around her a lot….This is also another reason folks I tend to spout out optimistic critiques whenever things look badly. My buds on TF2 know this, since I always say, ‘Well. At least we tried!’ whenever we lose….I can’t help it…It’s just a natural part of my person……
Now…for those of you who know me as an artist, I’ve been drawing since I was two. Started out only with cats in trees being chased by dogs, but I’ve upgraded gradually. After that I turned into a Pikachu artist. Pikachu was honestly the one who motivated me to be a better artist….I remember some kids used to draw them…I wanted to be just as good as they did, so I pushed myself to keep practicing and drawing. I can’t tell you how many days I spent on the blacktopped surface of part of the playground endlessly drawing. I used to be a tracer…keyword being used. I’m more of a ‘monkey see, monkey do’ kind of person now….but I think for the 4 years I’ve bee drawing on the computer I’ve improved greatly. I know I have a long way to go, trust me, but I’m making a lot of ground for someone self-taught. I’ll be going to college soon for art, so hopefully that’ll help boost my art in strides…along with person drawing.
Well…those are definatly basics….and it did work…I’m tired again. I jumped widely over aspects of myself, so sorry if it’s confusing and/or boring….but hey, lol. I know it’s not boring to me. It is my life after all. :3 She you good people in a couple of hours from now….I need some good brain relaxational time…otherwise known as sleep.
