Everything’s Blurred Around the Edges

I feel like life has been going by at sonic speed. I’ve been pulling long shifts at work, voluntarily, of course, and when I get home, I usually collapse and try to inspire myself enough to stay awake… but haven’t written or drawn anything in days. Last night, I got a smack in the face from the creativity bug, and I bounded after it by posting a new interview (Zetty’s Voice, Trat) highlighting his feelings, and even some facts from his childhood.

Then I promptly passed out.

Lately, when not working or sleeping, I have been playing Mortal Kombat: Armageddon. I have a habit of trying to make my characters in games such as these– and Zetty turned out okay. I would probably have better luck on Soul Calibur III, though. I have also had this undeniable urge to draw Zetty… but can’t decide on how to draw her… Should I draw her from before Trat regained his form? Should I draw her interacting with him? Uggghhhhh…. not to mention that the story’s plot is not even begun, yet. Things are going to get so complicated… and… It would simply be unfair to draw Zetty and Trat as a couple… Especially with what is to come in the story.

I think I’ll finally release another chapter today, so keep an eye out for a link to it, if you’re interested. Of course, if you haven’t been keeping up with the story, you can find it on http://zettytrat.tumblr.com/ where the chapters are in the sidebar to the left.

The fun thing about this website is that you can add your own story to it. After the next few chapters, I will be introducing the Dragon Realm, where Trat’s ancestors are. There will be a lot of fun stuff to explore!

But, okay, aside from all of that, I’ve been singing much better lately. Well enough, in fact, that I might try my hand at recording once I find a microphone that doesn’t make me sound even worse.

And as well, I’ve begun to prioritize what I want to buy when I have money enough. The list is quite lengthy, and will take a long time to compile (especially considering that I’m adding new stuff to it everyday).

If anyone’s interested in any of this, please tell me. At this point, I am so scatterbrained that I’m unsure what to blog about anymore. So many different directions to go in, and I’m not sure which one I’m approaching at any point in time.

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How to Make Cleaning Extremely Fun

The soundtrack to Castlevania: Lament of Innocence is an amazing one. This might not be the first time I’ve said this.

My point being is that anything you do while listening to that soundtrack will automatically make everything seem amaaaazing. Even cleaning. It will feel like it is a chore to define the world itself. With this swiffer, I decide the fate of the world! That kind of thing.

For those of you who don’t game, or never did get that game in particular (PS2), like or comment, and I will make it the first game I do a walk-through of on the Internetz. Although the voice-acting is deplorable, and the movements during cutscenes a tad awkward at times, the game itself is amazing. The soundtrack in particular is what makes the game so amazing, in my opinion.

Anyway, I need to go before I stay up too late. I must work in the morning, so it matters… So good night, all, and I will post again in roughly 17 hours.

Sure Hope This Goes Well

I’m home alone, now, and I’ve been up since 5:30 am. I feel like I’m going to pass out any moment now… but I really want to work on that drawing. I have most of the first step done, and if I keep on it I should have it finished by 1 am, but… I am just afraid that I will end up sacrificing quality due to exhaustion. I’m stuck here. Do I make some hot tea and stay up half the night playing old Spyro games and working on a drawing, or do I get some rest and hope I have the inspiration necessary to work on it tomorrow? I’m not sure about anyone else, but for some reason, the sunlight takes away my will to draw things. Makes no sense, but whatever.

I elect the idea involving caffeine. Just hope I don’t have more chest pain. And maybe some cute music will wake me up (Ah, classic Spyro games… your soundtracks forever haunt me in a good way.)

Ah, and now I officially want to listen to chains upon chains of beautiful OSTs. Final Fantasy X, Dark Cloud, Shadow of the Colossus, Ico, Destroy All Humans, Castlevania: Lament of Innocence… and others. Anyone who does not think video games are art truly does not understand the concept of art, am I right? If movies are art, what makes them art? The embodiment of an idea, or a way to evoke a feeling or response from an audience. That is what art is! Video games such as Shadow of the Colossus do that through engaging gameplay and an UTTERLY FLAWLESS soundtrack. Not to mention the gorgeous story with that completely unexpected ending– and the graphics! Oh, the graphics!

…Ahem… Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to start fangirl-ing.

In any case, that little rant alone gave me some energy. I will now listen to game soundtracks until the drawing is finished! I don’t have to work for a few days, so my sleeping pattern can be tweaked again. Yay for being young and able to manipulate sleeping patterns!

Anyhow, I might not post anything else tonight. I might collapse after finally finishing all editing, and not get around to posting anything until tomorrow… nonetheless, I’ll cross that hurdle eventually. Just as long as the sun doesn’t rise while I work…

Pause, Pause, Pause

As much as I hate to, I’m going to have to wait a while longer on that last view. I woke up about an hour ago and realized that I have 6 hours, roughly, to tidy up my apartment. Vlad is coming over, and he has OCD. I’ll leave it at that. Usually I don’t let my house get this out of hand, but depression (although I feel bad for blaming it on that, rather than my laziness) has been clawing at me for the past week or so. That is strange, too, considering it all but avoided my birthday, and then around it on both sides, I was miserable. Also, on top of that, I need to go shopping and get some pop or something that I can drink with those Airborne tablets. I woke up and my throat hurts. Yay.

Not to mention I have to stop by work today to get my schedule for the week, but that won’t be out until late today… And who knows how willing Vlad will be to go anywhere.

But before I do any of that, I need to eat something and make some tea. Or hot chocolate. I discovered after my last cup of hot chocolate that it was sugar-free. It tasted like ashes– and yes… for some reason, I know what that tastes like. And I am out of chocolate syrup, so I can’t really make it taste like chocolatey ashes…

Daily struggles! Anyway, I have way too much to do today, and I need to do as much of it as humanly possible before noon. Wish me luck! I hope that I will be able to get on here again today, but I can’t be sure that I will. When Vlad is here, he doesn’t allow me to touch my computer…

A Change of Pace

I’m not out of ideas for Inspiring Video of the Week. Not nearly. However, I want to do a video of my choice, since tomorrow is my birthday. I don’t want to disappoint whoever might look forward to the Inspiring Video of the Week, but doing only inspiring videos is a bit dull after a while. To spice it up, I guess, I want to add a song that I really love– regardless of content or message. I have a lot to choose from, so it might take me a little bit to choose as well as to make the video– but… well…
I guess it would be smarter to go on and start looking rather than type about needing to look. So yeah…

10 Facts About Nina

I decided to just throw this out there for no reason. Seriously, I have no idea what I’m doing this for. But, in any case, here goes nothing.

1. My favorite artist that sings in my native language is Seether.

2. My favorite artist that sings in a foreign language is Utada Hikaru.

3. When I become obsessed with something, I go through my extensive list of downloaded songs and make a playlist that reminds me of whatever I’m obsessing over. The list can reach up to 10 hours long.

4. I find it extremely hard to sleep if I don’t listen to music. I usually lean toward dark music, preferably metal– and the reason is that when I was a kid, I told myself that bad things were afraid of dark music, and if I played dark music while I sleep, they won’t bother me. Of course, I always knew I was lying to myself, but it sure works.

5. I have the awkward ability to play music in my head. Nearly any song that I’ve heard before, I can play back in my head like a stereo. Also, when someone asks me how a song goes, most times I can just sing any given part of the song until they remember it. On top of that, when I am listening to the radio with people, and a song comes on that I’ve heard before, I can tell you what song it is, who it’s by, sometimes what album it is off of– all within the first 3 seconds.

6. I will twist my own arm off in an attempt to not be rude. Seriously, perhaps it’s because I have always been in an environment where everyone is rude to each other, with a lot of it pointed at me.

7. I don’t like roses, really. If someone wanted to give me a symbol of love, I’d prefer one that doesn’t wilt. I would like something emblazoned with the Celtic knot– a symbol of unending true love.

8. I gave up on fame before I reached high school. By the time I was in high school, I realized it would be literally impossible for me to become famous for my singing. For one, I am not terribly good, but also I am afraid of people. Being in front of a crowd terrifies me.

9. I don’t keep secrets about myself. I feel that if you try to keep something hidden, people will eventually find it out and spread it so that it becomes a bigger ordeal than it would have been originally. However, if someone trusts me enough to tell me a secret, I sure as hell won’t betray them.

10. When something lodges in my mind, I can only dislodge it in certain ways. For example: right now I am hearing the sound the baby turtles make in the second Spyro game. That means that I want to play that game. Until I play that game, I will continue to hear that excruciatingly annoying noise.

(Insert Something Interesting Here)

I have some news, kind of. I was invited to join a group on dA (a metal group ^_^), which is awesome. I don’t know how they came across me, really, but it makes me feel glad that they did. I haven’t posted anything on there in a looong time, other than bios of characters from The Door. With how busy I’ve been lately, I haven’t had the chance to do any artistic things. I haven’t even been able to sing like I used to.

I just realized something. Earlier, when I was asleep, Vlad called me and woke me up and asked me if I had to work Wednesday. I said I wouldn’t know until probably tomorrow. He said to tell him as soon as possible… I just woke up in my mind, just now, typing… and Wednesday is my birthday. Is he planning something?!

Yeah, it takes me a while to wake up, I guess. I have been up for about an hour now… I still need to run to my mom’s house and spend some time with her before I go to that work-meeting. It will be the first time in quite a while that I attend a work-meeting. I’m a bit excited, which I suppose is a bit funny. However, to those of you who don’t understand what a joy it is to have a job, no matter how “lowly” it may seem, the simple fact is that it is a privilege to work. Especially here of late. Sometime next month, the company that my cousin works at will suddenly shut down. The employees don’t even know when their last day will be. I understand how terrifying it is to be without a job, and I know that time goes on, even when we need it to slow down for us.

I guess I’ve been jumping all over the place in this post, but I am truly at a strange place right now. I keep dreaming about that manga, and I think about it right before I go to sleep, and right when I wake up. Do you understand just how weird that is for me? Rarely do even my OWN stories get me this worked up. It’s terrifyingly amazing.

However, in my last post, I said that it was causing me heart pains. That was most likely a coincidence. I called my doctor and he told me that it was probably too much caffeine. Which I guess could be plausible. I drink nothing but water, since it’s the only thing I have in the house. I get to work and immediately drown myself in caffeinated drinks. Usually it doesn’t bother me, seriously, but if that is what it is, it won’t happen anymore. However, if it persists, I guess we could call those instances panic attacks?

Anyway, sorry if I didn’t make sense much throughout this post. After all, I just woke up, and I will probably forget entirely that I wrote this in about thirty minutes. So…

When did I write this?