I really want a hug. Like, a really sturdy hug that I can relax in for an extended amount of time. :c
Oh. It’s you.
JRJ are my initials: Julia Rose J. And yes, I know it’s unlucky for the Chinese but it’s a reoccurring number that follows things that go good for me so I’m gonna stick with it being lucky for me. :D
sure would be fantastic to stop feeling emotions as strongly as I do right now
holy doody I could do without the pointless shame right now thanks
Do you hear that? It’s the sound of thousands of panties exploding worldwide.
I should probably reblog these.
He scares my mom, but I love him.
So, have I ever mentioned my overwhelming passion for Scarecrow and Cillian Murphy? When Batman Beyond came out I practically lost my mind.
oh uh, hi. Thanks! :D
And my blog name is just something dumb because my usual name on things was taken. I’ve gone by JRJ for like, six years now and it was taken so I was like… fuck, what am I going to do? (???????) So I just added three more “JR”s to it, making it four “JR”s and then the final J. Because four is my lucky number wububub
It’s not that exciting really.
There are so many artists that I admire and follow on here. And a lot of times they post these sad, tragic posts telling everyone who follow them that they feel like shit, that they have no worth, etc. And I freeze up because I want to say something soothing but it really concerns me when people say these things but I stop because I start to doubt whether or not they would even notice me.
I tend to get ignored a lot so I tend to not talk to people on tumblr much at all.
But then I look back and see that no one else is either and I’m sure they’re not replying because they don’t care but because they something similar to how I feel. And then it kinda hits me that man, the poster must feel like no one cares about them.
And then I don’t really know what to do.
I really hope they’re all going to be okay.
So, I just got an information packet from Digipen, and man. I want to go there.
However, I fear I am way to retarded to do so. I literally know nothing about game design. or anything concerning it. And I’m not that fantastic of an artist. So, yeah.
But hey, gotta hope for something.
Hey, it’s totally okay to not know much to anything about game design. That’s the whole point of going here, to learn it! As for artwork wise, it’s hard to tell exactly what qualifies good and bad for DigiPen but as long as you steer from anime and Disney and try your hardest at doing drawn-from-observation drawings I’m sure you won’t have too much trouble. Not a guarantee of course but still, I highly recommend trying. I mean, I got in and I’m a real fucking idiot!
Man I love stalking the Digipen tag. :9
(edit: and wow this was from a while ago dsmfjsklol what a fuckass I am damnit)
HOLY. SHIT. I cannot provide a coherent sentence to express just how livid I am.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME????? FLAMES ON THE SIDE OF MY FACE!!!
What. The fucking. Fuck.
“What happens to women who are in abusive relationships?” she asks. “What happens if a woman threatens to leave the abuser, falls down the stairs and loses the baby? What if the abuser beats the woman and causes a miscarriage? Could he turn her in? Who would the prosecutor believe? What happens if a drug addict who’s trying to get clean loses her baby? Will she be brought up on murder charges?”
What in the name of all that is holy is going on in this country?
I could go into how fucked up this bill is, but I really don’t think I need to.
JOBS JOBS JOBS JOBS JOBS JOBS JOBS.
It should be noted that this is from March 9th, 2010. So it’s kind of curious how I haven’t heard about it, let alone cases that exploit this, until today. But either way, it’s frightening to think that a group of individuals would think that this is a rational, perfectly fine idea. Almost as if miscarriages are all intentionally done, etc etc. It’s like people can’t think anymore, instead going on some twisted logic that doesn’t help anyone at all.
Whenever l hear myself on videos or whatever I’m like:
The only time I find my voice attractive is when I’m screaming or growling. Not kidding, it sounds like a manly-ass battle cry.
My voice sounds like a fucking manly female. It bothers me to no end. And sometimes it cracks. Da fuq.
I haaaate my voice… and yet I still stream my commentary when I play games :I
Constantly mistaken for a little boy when playing TF2.
Until I laugh.
I have many laughs, which unfortunately include the honest-to-god fucking scary anime woman laugh.
“OHHHH HO HO HO HO HO HO HO!!!”
I’M NOT EVEN DOING IT ON PURPOSE.
Oh god speaking on TF2. Apparently I can’t sound like a woman, just like a male who hasn’t hit puberty yet. /sobsob
- Crack eggs into a bowl (multiply hunger level by two for amount of eggs)
- Pour some fucking milk in there
- Whisk them in said bowl with a fork until it’s blended properly or until arm hurts
- Get pan
- Pour olive oil into pan
- Remember that spices make eggs taste yummy
- Spoon in pesto until it’s half pesto, half eggs
- Pour concoction into pan
- Flip around because this is fucking scrambled eggs and who cares how fucked up it looks in the end
- Put onto plate (or lift up pan when it’s cooler)
- Eat it.
Yep. It’s tasty as fuck too.