Tag Archives: WSU

Iconic

My superhero concept now has a draft design for his logo. Special thanks to Charles Faust for putting in the effort to help me with this stuff. :)

Something Super Part 2

Special thanks to Lavender-Ice for this sketch of the Coug. I hope to get this particular project up and running again at some point. >^..^<

Stat Cat

So I was given my 2011 blog stats, and I gotta say that the numbers are pretty good if you consider some key elements.

These include:

- I did not start blogging at the beginning of 2011. In fact, my first blogs began in May.
– Truthfully, I was on the reluctant side when I began blogging. I needed an outlet for what I was feeling, but I was not completely ready to share said feelings with everyone. This is why I did not openly publicize my blog posts for a long time.
– Content-wise, I did not really get into the groove of things until some big things happened in my life.

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Heroes & Villains

There are days where I wonder why certain “bad thoughts” still race through my mind, causing me to think about how good or bad I really am as a person. I like to think that I am a kindhearted soul who wants to help others, but there are definitely moments where this kind of mentality is not as prevalent as others. Some pretty wicked thoughts occupy my mind at times, and it certainly scares me.

I do not want to be an angry, malicious individual toward others, and yet I can find myself contemplating some nasty, sadistic actions. I guess this is where having a good conscience comes into play.

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Clashing Dragons Part 3

So we must have this duel again, father. Oh yeah, don’t forget about the last one, either.

For long time, I thought you were moderately content with the progress I’ve made throughout this past year and a half, the personal struggles I had to endure, the days where you thought I was sitting around and “doing nothing” as you ignorantly put it.

Well, now you have gone and done it. You managed to reopen wounds I thought could finally get some time to heal. So you come barging into my room, yelling at me that I should “move on” with my life and get out of this household. You give me this sticky note with a name and organization I have no clue about, and then you expect me to go and apply to this place on the fly with the thought that I can just move out to Portland immediately, especially considering all the effort it took me to get this far in this economy?

Honestly, are you as stupid as I think you are?

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