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WHAT NOW?!?!?!?

Braces…. SUCK!!!!!!!!!

OW OW OW OW OW!!!!!!!!!!

This blows huge chunks and I cannot even begin to describe how much my mouth hurts!

I got my expander off today (Yay) but I got my lower braces on (Nay).

And as I was explained earlier, the nurse lady said, “These will hurt you even worse than your top braces because your four front teeth are connected to your jaw!”

At the time, I didn’t take this seriously.

I’m seriously regretting that.

So I’m practically eating Orajel, chugged ice water, and took Ibuprofen!

IT HURTS SO BAD!!! WAH!!!!!!!!

Bubbles Would Like To Clarify….

Dear Readers,

I would like to clarify the previous post I did about the interview I had with Bubbles that it was primarily done on sarcastic and humorous terms. He’d like me to tell you guys that he is not a serial killer, a persona he perceived after reading such article. He even left a message for you guys!

“Okay so was sup my peoples. This is the One and only Bubbles. So I really don’t know what to say Hi I guess. Umm Yeah Just something about me umm I’m awesome and not self centered hah well That’s it from me back to Sarah.

PEACE OUT!”

-Bubbles

*I didn’t correct any grammar or spelling. He wrote exactly this. *

Okay well I promised I’d clarify this upon Bubbles request, so let me recap on what’s been said:

• Bubbles is in fact NOT A SERIAL KILLER

• The interview was totally on joking terms. I beg a differ, but you know.. the man said so

• He’s awesome and not self centered

• He likes piano and country music, though, so those are the only ‘true’ things in the interview

I dedicate this blog to Bubbles, so your welcome for saving your blog reputation from the only usual 50+ viewers I get from all around the world and my six  followers. Wow.

“GOOD NIGHT AND BIG BALLS!”- Wipeout

reputation and bubbles epidemic,

pantaragirl

P.S. Bubbles, I’m impressed you use the blog I helped you make! Well, comment with it. USE IT!

P.P.S. The interview got 78 viewers, Heehee. All is good!

Exclusive Lost Bubbles Interview!

Figured I’d keep you guys on your toes and make you wait a couple of months at a time to see a new blog post from me

Hello readers! Sarah is back! WOOT WOOT!

As I was rummaging through my old binder I am now forced to carry around now thanks to my cinch sack breaking (not amused), I found an old interview I did with my good friend Bubbles! As you may have noticed, he had made a few appearances on the blog and comments.. sometimes. Should be ALL OF THE TIME, but I’ll get what I can take. So, let’s learn a little about Bubbles, shall we?

~Bubbles~

• Likes sharp pencils

• Can’t sing for his life

• Can’t do the Justin Bieber hair flip

• Has spasms in Science class

• Enjoys making insane noises

• Likes piano

• Hears voices inside of head

• Loves random things (I would have never guessed…)

• Hates Pandas

• Thinks country music rocks

• Always has peanut butter and hand

• Killing technique? Punching nose so bone punctures brain, causing death.

And this kid has a girlfriend. Oh well! Bubbles will forever be Bubbles!

BYE!

Losing stuff and interviews,

pantaragirl

Ryuk

Yes, I can draw

He took me at least….. roughly 8 hours? Span of three days. This one is getting framed.

And pardon crappy quality. Scanned it instead of taking a picture of it. I’ll try re-uploading another picture of Ryuk soon.

I used charcoal pencil and printer paper. Should’ve gotten better paper, but this started as a free lance project anyway. Wasn’t expecting THIS MASTERPIECE!!!

Leave me any comments or suggestions on what I should draw next and if  you like it!

 

Tags: awesomeness, charcoal, death, drawing, note, paper, pencil, ryuk, sketch

Love Yourself

I feel inspired to talk to you guys. Like really ‘talk’ and open up to whoever may be reading. I think after a while I’m ready to go deep and actually spill my inner thoughts for you guys to read. Maybe this has needed to happen for a while, but I think it’s time to change that today.

I’ve been really bothered lately by how cruel people can. All of my thoughts have spanned from your usual school bullies to mass murders in the middle east. Last night I read an article on Yahoo about the deaths of 14 teenagers from the middle east being stoned to death because they dressed as an ‘emo’. I can absolutely say how terrified I am that the world has come to this. It said that 14 teenagers were killed and six are in the hospital from injuries. I can’t even begin to tell you guys how upset I am about this. Sure, it may seem like a stupid thing to get upset about, but I’m truly bothered. Thinking about it, if it were like that in the United States, I would most likely be a target. I wear dark clothing, dye my hair, listen to heavy metal bands, and pretty much could fit into the ‘emo’ category. I just can’t help but think how it would be to be killed because I was being myself. Thankfully, our Western culture is more excepting of this, but I just feel so sorry for those kids having to be afraid of being themselves and others just like them being killed because others believe the trend to be ‘satanic’ and ‘evil’.

This also led me to begin about my fellow peers at school. As I described, I stick out like a sore thumb at my school filled with kids adorned in Hollister t-shirts and Aeropostle plaid shorts and Uggs boots. Sure, it’s hard sometimes because I am different from the others, and the constant judgements made by them are nerve racking, I think I’m now grateful about being myself. Maybe what I’m trying to say is that maybe I’ve truly excepted myself now.

5th and 6th grade for my were complete and utter madness for my self esteem. In the 5th grade, I went through this horrible phase where I wore basketball shorts and boy t-shirts and didn’t brush my hair and it was….. terrible.  My best friend went through the same thing at the same time and even now we talk about it and laugh at ourselves. Anyways, this led me to get a pixie cut to complete the whole look that I can now describe as ‘girl-boy’, Yup, the Girl-Boy phase. And this gave everyone an amazing motive to start making fun of me. And it sucked. I remember for picture day I put on a striped sweater trying to look girly because by that point, teachers and adults were calling me ‘sir’ and I was sick of it. I tried really hard to look amazing for the photo, but when I got it back, I saw this horrible fat boy-girl in a skin tight striped sweater with untamed hair and the usual unattractive posed smile and it was a total self-esteem blow. While dealing with my appearance, I was going through a really bad friendship which ended later 5th grade year in anger and tears. All I can say that year is I struggled with having friends, which I ended up having only two friends, and facing the horrible words of students at my school.

Now, I think I can pin point the turn around. Changing schools. Going into middle school, I found new faces that had never seen me and didn’t have an impression of me at all. As school went along, I was able to develop into myself today. I eventually made new, amazing, friends; let my hair grow out (which helped and now I’m no longer called ‘sir’) and grew into my beautiful butterfly I am today! Before, I would have never said that about myself, but now I love myself! I love who I am and that I’m different, but no one can change that. Sure, people still question me and how weird I am, but I can’t stop them from doing that, and I don’t care. Yes, I’m weird, but weird the new cool. Yes, I don’t wear the hottest brands and only shop at Hot Topic and JCPenny’s, so what? People can’t tell me I’m wrong, because that is wrong. Now I truly understand that I can’t change who I am, and I won’t, because I have people who love me for who I am. My family and friends love me, and I’m just happy with that. I love myself.

Someday I'll be a beautiful butterfly...

I think the moral of the story is that I really believe that being your own individual is vastly important. Sadly, the kids in the middle east are facing horrible things for dressing their own way, but us here in the United States can freely express ourselves. So embrace your inner weird and let it shine! Your not alone and many of us struggle with it, but you have to love with yourself before people will love you.

Wow, that was some deep shiznit. I hope you guys are having a good day and you keep having one, and I’ll talk to you later! I love you all and I’ll see you soon!

I <3 U!

pantaragirl

Tags: east, emo, love, middle, youself

Partying.. By Myself..

This was probably a pretty bad decision on my part. Let’s see, its really late right now and I shouldn’t be physically alive right now.In fact, I should be nicely nestled up under my covers right now, soundly asleep. But my body defies the odds and I find myself awake at late hours of the night blasting dubstep and heavy metal music from my Pandora account through my headphones into my head. We can go into specifics of how that works, folks, but even I’m to lazy to Google that up. Anyway, you may have noticed the little ‘creepy’ fellow to the side. Ladies and gentleman, meet Ryuk! (ray-ook)

In the amazing anime, Death Note, Ryuk is a shinigami, or a death god, who is tired of the never ending boredom he endures while in his Shinigami Realm and tricks his Shinigami King to give him a second Death Note, so Ryuk can secretly send it down to Earth for a human to find. The Death Note has the power to kill the people’s names that are written into it. Once a human finds the notebook, Ryuk then continues throughout the series to follow the human, Light, throughout his journeys with the Death Note and observe human life. As the series continues, Light uses the notebook to manipulate his loves ones, kill innocent lives of the people who get in his way, and ultimately does anything to get him towards his goal: become a  god of a perfect world he and the notebook create. In the end, Ryuk writes Light’s name in his Death Note after Light is caught being Kira, (the name given to the mysterious killer A.K.A. Light) and is shot multiple times. Ryuk finally takes the notebook and returns to the Shinigami Realm.

Awesome, right?! Not your usual furry eared people in usual anime. This one was more dark and evil. Anyway, why bring up Ryuk? Well, A) I drew an amazing picture of him I’ll show you guys later, and B) I’m totally in love with him. He’s amazing…..-ly creepy. Just how I like ‘em. *laughs*

Okay well I gotta get to bed. Badly. See you guys later!

BYE

Ryuk and anime,

pantaragirl

Tags: death, drawing, light, note, ryuk, shinigami