A Post in pictures

High school blues, it's pretty old news

Hello, bloggy!

I started my junior year of high school this Monday, and I must say this is the most UNORGANIZED year of high school I've been through thus far!

I've been much worse when it comes to organization of my backpack, but the organization i'm referring to is classes.

My classes.

My friend's classes.

And the administrations blatant ignoring of those in need of a major schedule change and fast. Like me. And my friends.

Still, no matter how much i complain about it it won't change the fact that I haven't been successful in changing my classes yet, even though I'm going to miss an entire week of AP Chemistry.

Every time i think of our administration, I see this:

yeah.

But as for outfit posts, I've been forgetting my camera. Almost everyday. So no new outfits as of yet, but i will say that I've looked pretty snazzy. Although my hair was a bit like this;

Was someone watching Ferris Bueller? Maybe...

So for one of my first English assignments we had to watch and analyze all the senate candidates and their slogans and controversy etc. and I could barely make heads or tails of it. If you can, leave a comment and tell me about your take on the mess. And tell me about YOUR first day of school!

With Love and building nerves,

ARK

I will fart in your general direction, you son of a silly person!!

I'm going to post. Again. I know, you hate me for it, but I love you for hating me for it as much as I love you for loving me occasionally. So let me rant, kk thnxz bi




Fashion item I need RIGHT NOW:
A Cape.
No, really.
Stop laughing.
I NEED ONE OR I'LL WILL DIE OF GINGERVITIS



But no, really. RedRobin and other friends of mine that I force my obsessions on know I've been drooling over any and all capes that I see....But I never seem to find any in any stores of reasonable price! Plenty online, let me tell you, but none in person. And I don't buy online....I MUST CONFORM! (Because that's always gone well for you....)


Another is toe shoes. Tavi's toe shoes. Tavi's Comme des Garcons toe shoes. Please, mom? I'll take them for walks and clean up after them and let them stay in my room. I promise they won't be a bother!


Also, and don't you laugh at me imaginary readers, I wish for Garb. Yeah, the medieval word for clothing. I want an outfit for the Florida Renaissance Fair. Or just a corset; I could work that thing like you won't believe.



All selfish reasoning aside---these are some items that I’d like to have for some back to school mix-matching sessions and generally shocking the people at my school who're already getting used to my strange dress at school. I mean, I wore a TUTU and no one really commented. We can't have that; I need to disturb the peace with my clothing!

Well now that that's done, have some British rock music
With love and a hint of selfishness (man, I’m going to hell),
ARK

Keep wishing, keep doing

Hello, Blog!
A quick update, seeing as I've been spending time with my beautiful cousin Natasha for the past two days. I've just recently moved, and wanted to talk a bit about that.
Moving is strange, emotionally.
We moved three months ago into another apartment from our old apartment, and quite frankly at first during that move all I felt was sadness; I hadn't moved in years. But then as I grew used to the factor of a temporary home, I took on a mindset of future hope and a liking of the house sort of like a long-term vacation home. That didn't last long; soon it felt permanent. And, of course as the world works in mysterious ways, as soon as that feeling crawled under my skin; we were moving again.
But to be honest, this move took a LONG TIME. It kept getting post-poned and post-poned etc. etc. All for valid reasons (sort of) but it left with an empty, drifting feeling, to have my stay pro-longed in a house I had already detached myself from. It felt sort of...lonely.
The feeling I got when we were first moved into the new place was relief. Relief beyond measure. But the morning after, I was kind of scared. I felt as though the house was still the owner's; that I was simply a lodger left to live alone.

I really didn't expect it to be so hard to adjust to this place, but now that I have, I know its home.

And that, my dear readers, is all that matters to me
ARK

Wishes of Lemonade, Time and Background Music

Hello Bloggity! After putting up so many FEMININE posts about EMOTION *caps words said in a nasally voice*, I've decided to give you a testosterone-filled post in the shaped on a body-builder! In other words, another inspiration post. LET'S GIT ER DONE



I just recently finished one of my new all-time favorite anime’s, Eureka 7. The story was creative (although admittedly a bit fantastical and confusing at some points), the character well-rounded and likeable and its also one of the few anime's I’ve watched to have a good balance of romance and action.


Although I know my mom would say they talk too much. She's more of a Sayuki Reload/Samurai 7 fan.


The style is very unique and the animation doesn't lag behind on certain episodes like a lot of mainstream shows do (Naruto ring a bell?). It's inspired me to start drawing again, and experiment a little (as if having 5 styles being thrown around wasn't experimental enough).

Plus it was fun to watch. Giant robots, anyone?



Another thing that I've been doing is reviewing the Fall 2010 Ready to Wear collections of some of my favorite designers. Here are some of the highlights;



First things first; Betsey Johnson. A woman after my own heart; my favorite designer since age 7. The lady who makes fashion shows FUN.

Betsey mustache? Verily.


Next thing that caught my eye was Chanel. I mean, its Chanel. Enough said.

But actually, not enough said. I feel almost guilty liking some of these pieces when some looked like the life’s work of a professional hunter. Either that, or wookie is finally in. My time to shine.

There are a whole bunch of other collections I liked, but these were the first to come to mind, so please make due with these. One last thing I wished to mention.

Don't eat a jellyfish sandwich.
I'm too hyper to be posting this; and yeah, the title makes no sense.
With love,
ARK

Children continued

This morning, at 12:45 (just about I think), my nephew was born.
My step sister just gave birth. I contacted people immediately and was so shocked by the fact this morning; my boyfriend jokingly congratulated me on realizing the miracle of life but quite frankly he was right.
I just couldn't believe little Ariel was well...a person. A living, breathing thing. One of the most beautiful living, breathing things I’ve seen for a while. So later on today, after some sleep I got to meet him. They were still in the hospital obviously, and he was asleep for most of the time so we didn't formally meet and I haven't held him yet; but he was just so...amazing. His very existence seemed to awaken some slumbering knowledge in the back of my brain; and answer to an old question arose and though it felt kind of silly, it was true.

So THAT'S how babies are made.

Now I know what you're expecting. For me to say, I've changed my mind about having kids now! But that, my dear, dear, imaginary readers, would be a damned lie.

With love and awe,
ARK

Children...

So this past Monday, I had slept over RedRobin's for the night and ended up going to her church for volunteer hours at their Vacation Bible School. Everything was going seemingly well, and we were a bit slap-happy from the night before (Facebook and Ice cream cake!!). Then we found out we were assigned to the three-year olds.
RedRobin looked scarred.
I looked tired already.
I used to help out at my day-care, so I know about kids of that age; inquisitive little devils....
I also know that they stick to me like krazy glue.
So off we went and all I can say is I honestly cannot picture having kids anymore. They were sweet and adorable; but evil and selfish at the same time. Not to mention too young to understand certain aspects of HYGEINE..... (A few drooled a lot, and we didn't have wipes at that moment)
But all wasn't bad! There was one adorable little boy named William (or Sir William, as RedRobin called him) who was soft-spoken and adorable xD
And apparently, as RR found out the next day, British.
To add insult to injury, today we discussed childbirth and how they literally have to cut at your vagina to get your baby out without you tearing it. All that came to mind was...
Ow.
So I'm kind of frightened by the idea of having children now. My step-sister's going to be due any day now (She's having my little step-nephew) and I'm flabbergasted on how...prepared she is. I can't comprehend marriage, childbirth, or anything so....permanent.

It probably just my age, but do you ever feel this way, dear viewers?

With Love and Adolescence,
ARK

Inspirational things, people, and times

An entry or two before this one, I mentioned art/writers block and i thought i would share with

my viewers what inspires me out of my funks.

Firstly, I'd like to share a quite recent obsession with the Scott Pilgrim graphic novels.

I've only read the first volume and half of the second, but i just love the style and characters.

I also kinda want to be Ramona Flowers when I grow up. Which is an indirect way of saying I want to dye my hair a crazy color (If you're reading this Mom, it’s a hint). And before you ask, I started reading the graphic novels BEFORE the movie ads came out....I just was reminded of it by Michael Cera's adorable face.

(thank you, anonymous photoshopper. This made my day)

Another thing I’ve been doing is reading. Of course I've been reading a whole bunch of things, but the other day I picked up a trusty poetry book i once bought with my friend Jessica (whose blog is here); Monologue of a Dog which is a poetry collection of Wislawa Szymborska. She's a Polish Nobel-Prize winner and one of my favorite poets.
(Mostly because i don't read much poetry; It either her, or The Drunken Boat)
Her simplistic writing cuts to the chase without using ten adjectives I’ve never heard of in one sentence. And that, in itself, is gold. It got me wanting to write again; hence the updates here on my bloggity-dearest.

Then there are the little things that inspire me to work harder; like other artists online that I'm secretly devout to, through their Deviantart pages or even their webcomics. Only a few examples would be In Your Head, Dango Sunshine, Hell Kitchen, and I'm going to stop while I’m ahead.

It never ceases to amaze me how much talent there is online (Of course there's also the non-talented that are popular for some odd reason, but I won't get into that). So many people trying and, hopefully, succeeding to live off their craft; whether it’s as a comic book artist or as a photographer.

Some other links I’d like to feature are of blogs I enjoy and check up on regularly; Tinytoadstool, Stylerookie, TheSeaofFertility, MusiciansintheDark, DaysGoBy, etc. etc. etc. ETC.

That’s all for today, folks! Hope my inspirations could inspire you as well
With Love and eyes glimmering with hope for the world,
ARK

An Update to Begin All Updates

Hello, hello, hello!
Please excuse the impudence of my non-posting actions, my lords and ladies, but all rejoice! My slump/funk/extremely boring and uncreative phase of summer is over! So even thought these pictures are excruciatingly late, here an update on my summer in general, some "daily" outfit posts, and my epic friends.

I think I’ll start off with some beautiful shots of RedRobin and me at an anonymous beach of sorts.

I was looking at the island across the water, wondering why no one ever just settled onto one of them and stayed there.
I believe RedRobin concurs with my previous statement.

Sadly, I’m unable to post the beautiful pictures of my dad and my step mom here, since I showed my face in both, and you know that’s unacceptable. The cuteness would just RUIN your processor.

The next few pictures are on a random rainy day when my mother and I went shopping :)

I insisted on holding my umbrella for this picture; I mean it MATCHED MY OUTFIT! How often does that happen?!

My mother looking beautiful and nerdy, as always; it’s funny how our outfits always end up looking similar.

Gorillaz tee-shirt! One of my favorite bands.

And my ever-faithful Dragon flats. I've had these so long I can't remember where I got them! I still get compliments on them, though

Now you must be wondering; is RedRobin my only friend? Of course not! I'm a (almost) regular teenager, I assure you. Here are some pictures of me and my other friends. (It’s to be noted that most of these aren't from this summer; I've been lagging on photographing all the events I've been to lately)
For the moment I’m getting said friend’s permission to post their pictures and namese here on my faithful blog. Most of them still haven’t seen it yet..
aaaand I’ll probably update this segment later, because honestly my brain is beginning to fry and A Very Potter Sequel is calling to me.

Will write to you soon!
ARK

Hayao Miyazaki and writer's/artist's block

Hello, Hello my beautiful amazing super-fantabulous readers!

So sorry for the late-ness of this post, but you see, I’ve been suffering from what all writers, artists, and creative people in general dread; a blockage. Not in my intestinal track, that goodness, but more of a cap on my creativity. I couldn’t think of what to tell you guys!!! I haven’t even drawn in a week!

So I must ask, what do YOU do when you’re experiencing an artist’s/writer’s block? How do you get out of it?

Now it’s come to my attention that in my poll, three people (or rather, everyone) voted for hearing about art in a blog. So this post is dedicated to the art of the only 50+ man I will ever claim to love (sorry George Clooney fans); Hayao Miyazaki.
The other day my best friend RedRobin and I were watching a marathon of his films, I own almost all of them with my collection as follows:
Princess Mononoke
Spirited Away
Howl’s Moving Castle
Castle in the Sky
Naussica of the Valley of the Wind.
My Neighbor Totoro
And FOR NOW those are the only ones I own. I love them all dearly, and I have a new found love every time I re-watch them. My personal favorite is Castle in the Sky!

If you’ve ever seen Mr. Miyazaki’s films, which do you prefer?

Movies-that-are-suppose-to-be-awesome-and-then-kill-your-expectations-with-a-mace

Hello Bloggity! I'd like to discuss and warn you about something; Avatar the last Airbender was horrible. Don't see it; rent it later to laugh at it, but do NOT support this film.

It was....just.....horrid. I'm not too happy with the casting, but even THAT aside, they took out key characters and rushed through the Water Book waaaay too fast. They skipped whole parts and added useless ones in between. And the bending sometimes looked too cheesey.

Oh and especially don't see it in 3-D, it wasn't very 3-D at all, honestly. (then again i dislike 3-D anyway xP)

And NOW is when I complain about casting. In my mind, all the races were asian; since their traditions, surroundings, and such suited that culture. I classified them as such:
Fire Nation- Japanese
Earth Kingdom- Chinese
Water Tribes-Inuit
Air Nomads- Tibetian
I know I'm not the mastermind behind Avatar, but if you read between the lines of the original series, you can see where i'm coming from, right?
The only asian race they had were some scattered Earth benders, and all of the Fire Nation was Indian. ARGGGGHHHHHH *tears out hairs*

So now that I'm done complaining, What do you think was the worst movie let-down in your life?
And what was the worst sequel to a movie you loved?
With Love and Frustration,
ARK

Family, Interests, and shamless advertising of my hobbies

Good Morning Bloggity, it's been a while hasn't it?

4 days! I'm shocked at my ability to hold myself back from posting on you.

But I’ll leave whispering sweet nothings into your ear for later. For now, I would like to continue sharing with you my life.

First off, I would like to introduce my family to you:
This is my lovely mother. She's the one who convinced me to make a blog (three years of convincing, to be exact). It'll probably turn out different than what she expects, but then again I pride myself in being unpredictable~ I am eternally striving to be as classy, unique and stylish as she is.

Here's my daddy! He's an amazingly intelligent, funny Scott-Irishman native to my state. He loves trivia just as much as I do; I hope he loves this blog!

This is my sister. As any older sister should, she terrorizes me daily, in the most loving of ways of course. Her laid-back attitude is something I admire. You'll be seeing more of her here!

I realized in my earlier post i failed to mention all my hobbies and interests. Here I would like to spam you with them.

One thing I enjoy waaaay too much is webcomics. I'm constantly found on Smackjeeves webcomic hosting, reading such things as Vampire Fetish, Hell Kitchen, Beast Hunt, Penelope's Far Out-Maniac, etc.
You should check them all out, or the site in general, since it's filled with amazing comics and artists.

Another hobby of mine, if not obvious by the background of my blog is reading. My reading list at the moment consists of Re-reading some old favorites; for example the Series of Unfortunate Events books and The Harry Potter Series and of course brushing up on the classic's like All of Shakespeare's tragedies, The Invisible Man, Dr. Jeckl and Mr. Hyde, The Prince, Candide, etc.

And I don't blame you if you were lost at Shakespeare.

Another obvious one; I love fashion. Clothing, accessories, purses, shoes; and the general thrill of taking multiple pieces and putting them together to form an outfit that gets compliments wherever you go is something I do and love practically everyday.
(And yes, I definatly wear pretty things JUST to get complimented;
I also have a thing for sarcasm.)

Sadly, this post will be lacking in any outfits of mine, since my camera outlet that allows me to upload pictures seems to have displaced itself. Poor thing has a terrible sense of direction. These pictures are from Style.com; Spring 2010 Ready to wear collection of Chanel, Ana Sui and Betsey Johnson.

Lastly, but not leastly, Art. Drawing, painting, sketching, inking, watercolor, oil, pastel, everything and anything I love. Yes I'm not very well practiced in ALL mediums, but I hope to be eventually, Art is something I love so much, I hope to make a career out of it. The above is Gustav Klimt’s The Kiss, one of my all-time favorites.

Thanks for reading through this post of text-walls and scattered pictures. I promise to upload recent pictures as soon as I can!

Well Bloggity, this is goodbye.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

With Love,

ARK

Hello, Interweb!

Good Evening any and all friends/strangers that have stumbled upon this page!


This is my new blog, and you may call me ARK.


In said blog i hope to convey to you all of my current interests, opinions, and pictures. I'd like to think of this space as a home away from home; my watchers as my quirky but charming family.
As a beginning, I'd like to show you some of my pictures:
This is me, just yesterday afternoon in one of my favorite skirts. A comfortable, but retro outfit of mine. I plan on trying daily outfit posts, to share my style with you.
Here are some things I Like:

I like Teddy, she's been my buddy for 14 years now.

I like my best friend, and her adorable cats. For our purposes, her name is RedRobin; My loyal sidekic--er friend.

I like my boyfriend. In most pictures he appears as an amorphous shape, so this is as good as it gets. His name will remain unknown.

I like henna tattoos. Unhealthily so. Haven't gotten one done in a while...

I like teasets, teacups and tea parties. And tea, too. This particular cup is RedRobin's.

And for now, i shall leave this as my first blog post to you. I feel as though this is the start of a beautiful relationship. Be writing again soon,

ARK