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Rest in peace, my ginger sister.
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God, this day has been sucky. To me.

I could list all the things, but I'm too depressed and shiz. Oh, I'll tell ya'll the most recent one. I've lost my bloomin' tablet, just when I decide I need to use it. D; Srsly, I've always seen it around, in my bedroom, at the PC, but I've never used it 'cause the sucky thing is so crappily handled, it can't even draw a line without the line dissapearing or it being unable to detect the pen or something. And now, just when I realised that it may be just a LITTLE bit easier to use a tablet pen rather then a mouse to draw digitally over my drawings, it goes and dissapears on me. I can't find it anywhere.

And damn, I really wanna punch something, someone, really really hard. I want a punching bag for my birthday. I've ALWAYS wanted a punching bag. Punching a pillow just doesn't work as well.

And shiz, I keep having nightmares. For the past three nights I've had nightmares. And not just your classic can't-move-and-somethings-coming-at-you nightmare, or the falling kind, or any crap like that. But REALISSTIC nightmares with story that leave you quivering for quite a while after you've awoken. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS??

AND WHY THE HELL CAN'T I DRAW TODAY? I can't get the faces or shapes right, everything's turning out wrong! Is this some weird version of an artist's block, where your hands and fingers just won't go right? I hate it!

AGH, I want to scream and throw things around. I haven't screamed in years, not since I was little. Maybe that's 'cause I was always smacked when I screamed. Must've gotten to me mentally. I sooooooo wanna hit something. My arms are twitching just thinking about it.

The updates may be slow. AGAIN. I'm sorry. I just feel so bleurck. I hope I don't sound spoilt or anything. It's different to experiance these problems then just hear about them. I want to end this day and start all over already. D;

Love ya'll.

Oh, wait, I've found a way to cheer myself up a little.
Disney lyrics and plzs.

You think I'm an ignorant savage,
And you've been so many places,
I guess it must be so.
But still I cannot see,
If the savage one is me,
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know...
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You think you own whatever land you land on.
The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim.
But I know every rock and tree and creature,
Has a life, has a spirit, has a name.
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You think the only people who are people,
Are the people who look and think like you.
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger,
You'll learn things you never knew you never knew.
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Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?
Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?
Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?
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Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest,
Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth,
Come roll in all the riches all around you,
And for once, never wonder what they're worth.
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The rainstorm and the river are my brothers,
The heron and the otter are my friends,
And we are all connected to each other,
In a circle, in a hoop that never ends.
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How high will the sycamore grow?
If you cut it down, then you'll never know.
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And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon,
For whether we are white or copper skinned,
We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains,
We need to paint with all the colours of the wind.
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You can own the Earth and still,
All you'll own is Earth until,
You can paint with all the colours of the wind.
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Okay, I feel kinda better now. B3
Loooove.

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