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I haven't done a journal in a whhhhiiiilllleee, but I'm here to accomplish that!
ANYWAY, here's an update!
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•I recently turned 18 last Wednesday~woopdeedoo, but I won't be crossing the paths of the many mature posts out here, so shut up already about that-_-
•I have been considering changing Arnele's name for about 2-3 months; it was at the last-minute when I came to the realization that her name was spelled and sounded almost exactly like "Ariel." This is problematic in the sense that the story follows along with "The Little Mermaid" by-coincidence (but I WILL change it, now that I found the issue here. But also, I'll add more ideas and finally come up with how it all starts, and most likely take some components out of it), regarding the fact that an undersea dweller rescues a human who was drowning, they later on fall-in love, yadayadayada Once I get into more depth with the story (and actually keep a journal in which I can write all this shit down), I'll post about my modifications in a journal here, as well as-you know-I'll put it all into writing on Wattpad
•For those who have seen my status about 2 or so weeks ago, well, I have some unfortunate news (and I didn't even expect this for many good reasons rather than the über cliché "I thought he was my soulmate"); Wyatt and I are no longer together;( I really thought that, considering the fact that he and I were really close, opened up about past trauma and emotions, all that stuff; I thought that he and I would last longer than only 5 days... Like, for at least a year, which never occurred to me. I never had a year-long relationship in my entire life. Neither of us fought nor was unfaithful in any way, shape, or form; he was going through a difficult time in his life in which he was getting tormented at school, he had a professor who didn't teach well to the point where he was struggling really badly in the plumbing class and his parents were harsh and unsupportive of finding him the right help. They blamed Wyatt for being a slacker without understanding what really happened, not to mention that they're divorced, so he has a pretty broken family life with that. Hence all of this, Wyatt's depression would be an on-again, off-again occurrence. I swear, I was hurt by all of this and strived to help him, but he never responded to that message and therefore blocked me on social media, as I soon did.
•My family and I are leaving for Ocean City, Maryland on June 17th this year!! As many times as we go there (and it's actually been 3 years since the last, but every memory is still well-intact within my brain cuz that place is, like, my second home-and better home at that), I'll never get sick! It's insanity at its finest!
•I have considered doing a group drawing of me and my watchers; considering that I'm buddy-buddy with most of you, I thought of doing this as a way to thank you all for your unconditional love and support for me and my works, to celebrate our close bond, and to let you know that I care about you SO MUCH!! Some I've known for a couple of months, some less, some for 7 years:0 But yeah! Thought I'd do a nice thing there
•So, who's this Jaedte-chick? Well, imma tell ya! Jaedte was a character I created when drawing such a creation as to evoke the mental flow of emotions while experiencing neuroticism. I originally wanted to use one of my OCs, but figured that the drawings in which I'd include them in as well as the states they're in at those moments, they weren't fitting to their stories. Hence, I thought, "Maybe I should just create a whole new character since I barely have any OCs?" And I did. Her name can be spelled in many different ways, yet it'll all sound the same; "Yetta," "Jädte," "Yaedta," "Jaedta," you get it. But it's spelled "Jaedte (Jädte)." I was trying to be spontaneous in coming up with a name for her, so I recalled such a moment in which my sister nicknamed me "Yetta" when she was about a couple years old. And so a new OC was born
I haven't done a journal in a whhhhiiiilllleee, but I'm here to accomplish that!
ANYWAY, here's an update!
~
•I recently turned 18 last Wednesday~woopdeedoo, but I won't be crossing the paths of the many mature posts out here, so shut up already about that-_-
•I have been considering changing Arnele's name for about 2-3 months; it was at the last-minute when I came to the realization that her name was spelled and sounded almost exactly like "Ariel." This is problematic in the sense that the story follows along with "The Little Mermaid" by-coincidence (but I WILL change it, now that I found the issue here. But also, I'll add more ideas and finally come up with how it all starts, and most likely take some components out of it), regarding the fact that an undersea dweller rescues a human who was drowning, they later on fall-in love, yadayadayada Once I get into more depth with the story (and actually keep a journal in which I can write all this shit down), I'll post about my modifications in a journal here, as well as-you know-I'll put it all into writing on Wattpad
•For those who have seen my status about 2 or so weeks ago, well, I have some unfortunate news (and I didn't even expect this for many good reasons rather than the über cliché "I thought he was my soulmate"); Wyatt and I are no longer together;( I really thought that, considering the fact that he and I were really close, opened up about past trauma and emotions, all that stuff; I thought that he and I would last longer than only 5 days... Like, for at least a year, which never occurred to me. I never had a year-long relationship in my entire life. Neither of us fought nor was unfaithful in any way, shape, or form; he was going through a difficult time in his life in which he was getting tormented at school, he had a professor who didn't teach well to the point where he was struggling really badly in the plumbing class and his parents were harsh and unsupportive of finding him the right help. They blamed Wyatt for being a slacker without understanding what really happened, not to mention that they're divorced, so he has a pretty broken family life with that. Hence all of this, Wyatt's depression would be an on-again, off-again occurrence. I swear, I was hurt by all of this and strived to help him, but he never responded to that message and therefore blocked me on social media, as I soon did.
•My family and I are leaving for Ocean City, Maryland on June 17th this year!! As many times as we go there (and it's actually been 3 years since the last, but every memory is still well-intact within my brain cuz that place is, like, my second home-and better home at that), I'll never get sick! It's insanity at its finest!
•I have considered doing a group drawing of me and my watchers; considering that I'm buddy-buddy with most of you, I thought of doing this as a way to thank you all for your unconditional love and support for me and my works, to celebrate our close bond, and to let you know that I care about you SO MUCH!! Some I've known for a couple of months, some less, some for 7 years:0 But yeah! Thought I'd do a nice thing there
•So, who's this Jaedte-chick? Well, imma tell ya! Jaedte was a character I created when drawing such a creation as to evoke the mental flow of emotions while experiencing neuroticism. I originally wanted to use one of my OCs, but figured that the drawings in which I'd include them in as well as the states they're in at those moments, they weren't fitting to their stories. Hence, I thought, "Maybe I should just create a whole new character since I barely have any OCs?" And I did. Her name can be spelled in many different ways, yet it'll all sound the same; "Yetta," "Jädte," "Yaedta," "Jaedta," you get it. But it's spelled "Jaedte (Jädte)." I was trying to be spontaneous in coming up with a name for her, so I recalled such a moment in which my sister nicknamed me "Yetta" when she was about a couple years old. And so a new OC was born
The Failure Feels No Pride
What efforts I make
Are the risks I take
In hopes that some sunlight would peek-through.
That I wouldn't only shape someone's life, but they'd bring me the same smile.
That one piece of knowledge consisting of how strong and cheerful we were, and how well we flourished...
Seems to be fading.
The flashbacks lashing, the questions burning
Shower me in utter confusion and vulnerability.
I don't know what happened.
I don't know how I managed to suddenly grow into a burden from the opal seed.
If I managed to grow too fast, or misunderstood as to how I got here.
I never meant to screw up, I swear.
The ideas that flow free through my head
As to why
A Prize Overlooked
Those were the days.
Back when we discovered our own valued treasures;
Tossed away, and outcasted by a vast majority.
All was unexpected until we came to the realization that-underneath the muddy soil that we kicked off of our shoes-a hidden gem were to be awaiting somebody else's acknowledgement.
Those were the days.
Back when that "somebody" took a long gander at the masterpiece right before them.
They took its dismantled yet glowing appearance as a mysterious yet gentle song from the gods whose blessings heal the mourning families across the partially barren earth.
And every night, somebody would hear the same song as they held onto the ge
When The Spotlight Slowly Fades
It's all there, handed down to whoever might appear to be an asset to his life.
Who may be a princess in his dark and dreary eyes-no, a queen.
She feels his hand caress her olive skin
As to reassure her that she's in safety.
That she has an admirer.
And she believes it.
She hears the sound of his kind voice choking up after telling her how beautiful she was.
This girl was utterly stunned.
After many heartbreaks, manipulation, and lies
She figured that she found "the one."
She's convinced that no other girl walks in his path, and that each and every quality of hers is both envied, and worshipped like the superior being that he tells her she is
Their Scowls Knock The Wind Out Of Me
Their scowls knock the wind out of me
Far past the Atlantic sea.
Like the chill in midnight's summer air
Changes from a bright and heating glare
As a gift from the sun.
The sun and her rays surrounded
Such a minuscule island, and without a sound
Planted a smile across my face
That told me, "You are worthy. Maybe different, but still loved."
A thousand years have ran away from the last storm
And Nature came back to warn
That my idiosyncrasies have transformed
Into a monster.
But the sun? She grew old. She was no longer
That one and only supporter
And her rays have burned
Leaving scars on my face, and with no return
I felt the pang of isolatio
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