I'm at the point now where I honestly feel like I would be better off finding a new place to reside. I'm specifically looking for a place to live in the UC/Clifton area.

I currently do not have a job in the area but if the possibility of moving becomes more realistic, I will being applying to places in the area. I do however have a job but it's in Newport and my hours are shit which makes things a little difficult.

I dont require much attention to survive. In all honesty, you probably wont see much of me since I tend to drift around from friend to friend and/or my boyfriend's.

Basically, I'm just looking for a place I can store my shit and possibly lay my head down when I'm not out and about.

I'm actually more comfortable not being on a lease but if it's required that's cool too.

I'm basically just trying to get the fuck out of my mom's. This woman is driving me crazy and she's beginning to talk like she wants to up and disappear. The last thing I need is to come back to Ludlow and find my shit thrown out on street corner.

Please, if you know of ANYONE who might be needing a roommate in that area, let me know. If you're wondering why I want to specifically live there, it's because I do plan on going to UC at some point plus my boyfriend and all of my friends currently reside there.

woo, another fight, via AIM which lead to more shit being thrown at my door.

Posting logs of the convo. under cut

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hay

A friend of mine and possibly a friend of yours is in need of our assistance.
Please read his journal entry: http://black-city-skyline.deviantart.com/journal/25195214/

If you can't donate, please pass this on to others.
Please please please do this.....

I will be eternally grateful.


Much love,

Dita <3

So uh...
I probably wont be able to seriously get online until next week.
Stealing wireless for now but due to the fact that it's very unstable, i can't stay online for long at all.

Until next week, if you need to get ahold of me, email me. I will check that.
dita@n1nj4.org

Home again.

there is no electricity at my trailer.


hahaha

Is it sad that I kind of want a boyfriend just because I'm really fucking bored?


And somewhat lonely...
I need something exciting going on in my life.




Accepting applications now.

hay guyz

I GOT MAH DRIVIN' PERMIT. LOOK OUT ROAD

In Evansville. bbl <3

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In need of money.
I'm really fucking serious.

If any of you are even slightly interested, please, let me know or spread the word for me or something.

Please either reply in this journal if you are interested or message me through AIM(RoamingNeko) or email(dita@n1nj4.org)

DOING 5DOLLAR SKETCHES FOR THE NEXT WEEK OR TWO 
SO HURRY NOW!

If you want anything else, look below for more details

SKETCH: $5 and up
INKING: $10 and up
DIGITAL: $15 and up
TRADITIONAL: $20 and up (I WILL NOT send the original)

No complex backgrounds or extra characters, please.

Mediums:
For Digital art I use: Wacom Bamboo Tablet, mouse, MS Paint, Paintshop Pro9, Photoshop, and PaintTool SAI.
For Traditional art I use watercolours, sakura micron pens, mechanical pencils, salt(dont ask), and whatever else I can get my hands on.


Payment Methods:
Paypal is recommended. If not, cash is fine but I will not be held responsible for lost money.

If using paypal, please send the money to ryozu@n1nj4.org.

I seriously just creamed my pants.

Thank you Mabinogi.

Hey everyone. A friend of mine who's trying to win a remixing contest asked for my help.

If you have a last.fm account, would you please take the time to listen to his entry and vote if you like it?



http://www.last.fm/music/Foals/_/Electric+Bloom+%28Revontulet+Mix%29



Enjoy and thanks. :3

So I've decided that I am no longer going to major in Graphic Design once I get into college.
I am sick of dealing with fucking morons who don't know what the fuck they want or expect me to get them top quality work for little to nothing.

My wrist is fucked up. I don't enjoy making art anymore. I get so fucking upset trying to force myself into drawing something or making something. It's almost sickening.

It seems like nothing I do is right and I'm not getting paid enough to care. Fuck anime conventions. Fuck dumbasses in SL. They can all go eat a dick. I'm sick of stressing myself out over stupid shit like deadlines and whether or not my work is acceptable enough. It's fucking good enough, it's just that you people don't know what the fuck you want. I am not getting payed enough to create an exact replica of what you're brain is processing.

I'll still work in SL because it is my only form of income however I am not going to push myself as much as I have been. I am tired of stressing and possible permanently fucking up my wrist just to get things done on time.


So....
now that I'm done ranting.

I have decided that I am going to major in Asian Studies.
I will have a minor in graphic design or digital design and vocal music though.
However, I am not going to focus on art unless it's a last resort.

Due to some previous incidents with other people, I've been spending time doing research on certain philosophical topics to better understand what is going through their minds.

Specifically the phrase "Cogito, ergo sum" (I think, therefore I am) which lead into Solipsism, the belief that the only thing that exists is one's self which was brought on due to a flaw with "Cogito, ergo sum"

If thinking proves that one exists, then how can we prove that other living things are real since we cannot know what they are thinking? However true this may be, what difference does it make?

If I am the only thing that exists and the world is all a creation of my own mind, why should i worry about things? Why worry?

If the world I live in is something our own mind created, that must mean I know everything? Right?

Seriously, why do people spend so much time.. years even, trying to figure out something that can't be figured out and then spend the rest of their existence worrying about it?

Accourding to the Greek presocratic sophist, Gorgias the following things were said:

1. Nothing exists;
2. Even if something exists, nothing can be known about it; and
3. Even if something could be known about it, knowledge about it can't be communicated to others.


If that's the case, then why do people worry about such things? There is not proof that we do or do not exist. No one can say we do or don't. No one can say that the world we live in is real or just a virtual world created by a computer, one's dream, etc...

So why worry?
Why let it eat at you to the point that you've spent 60 or 70 years of your life just being miserable and then realize in your death bed that your life was wasted being miserable?

Even if I truly did believe in this philosophy and even if it was always in the back of my mind, why let it come to surface and eat away at me?

Even if nothing is real, I still can feel things. I am still me. I still experience something. I think, therefore I am. I am thinking now, I am processing things now. I am feeling pain from a headache, love because I care about the wellbeing of the person next to me, and happiness from knowing that I've accomplished something. Even if that something is nothing, I still accomplished it in my own mind. That's all that matters. I think, therefore I am. If I have thought up this accomplishment, it is real because I thought it.

So...

tell me why people kill themselves or waste their lives on such things if they will never find the answer?

EVERYONE WHO ACTUALLY READS MY ENTRIES HERE. PLEASE LISTEN


Hey everyone, I'll be moving to a new LJ on January 4.

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Add me cuz I won't be posting on this account after that date. (My paid account runs out on that day ^-^;; )


SO YEAH.. DO THAT

So yeah...

I'm getting thrown out of my house tonight.
I don't know when I'll be back online so uh.. wish me luck.