As of right now, I officially give up on the daily blog. It’s not fun for me and I won’t end up doing it because of this.

This feeling is kind of refreshing. :3

I’ll still post, but only when I want to, because really, I shouldn’t be over booking my time. A procrastinators time is precious afterall.

I got home today and saw a white envelope in my mail box. It was from the University of Toronto. I had applied to the Scarborough campus and the St.George campus to appease my mother. A few days ago, I had gotten my acceptance to the Scarborough Campus of U of T; this meant this envelope was from the St. George Campus, as that was the other campus I had applied to.

It was the big envelope.

I opened it.

Inside was the letter congratulating me on my acceptance to the Humanities program at St. George Campus Trinity College.

Trinity College is the most prestigious college in U of T. Most of my more studious friends were rejected from that college. A lot of my more intelligent friends didn’t even bother to apply.

However, I’m going to Sheridan College to get a Bachelor of Applied Arts (Animation).

I laughed for forty minutes until I started hiccupping.

Life’s funny.

Sketch from my self-inflicted Sheridan portfolio suffering period.

I stayed up half the night last night (since I switch from diurnal to nocturnal if I have more than a 3 day break) doing nothing, and right now I probably should be sleeping. However, I felt I had too much shit to do to catch up from my “Sheridan portfolio hiatus” to really sleep. I’ve caught up with half of my overdue commissions (all of the traditional ones) and I’ve slowly contacting people about them. I still have the digital ones to do. But I needed a mental break, so for now, I’m doing some mindless coding.

I feel really bad, because I’ve been neglecting deviantART, Fur Affinity and my personal blog since September. I have a problem with procrastinating, especially with important things. Hence, why I was up all night the night before my Sheridan portfolio was due, even though I had months to do it. I’m not actually lazy, if I was I would never get things done. I do get things done, but it’s either extraordinarily quickly or equally extraordinarily slowly. I don’t have a real middle ground with things. I only recently noticed this trend at a furmeet. At the furmeet, I worked for the whole meet, doing about 5 con badges, 10 sketches and a regular commission over the course of a few hours. However, the commissions I took home I still haven’t done. (On that note, I’ve also noticed I do digital art a lot slower than I do traditional. I’m not sure why.)

I wonder if it’s because I set unrealistic goals for myself. I may expect too much. I know the people in my life expect a lot of me. My own mother, for the longest time, expected me to go to university. And for the longest time, I expected to go to university. But then, one day, I had a fight with my friend over our future careers. I had made fun of her only wanting to be a doctor because she was Asian and she said that I only wanted to be a librarian (at the time those were my career plans) because my mom was a librarian. I think I punched her. But I went home that day and realized I really didn’t want to be a librarian, I… well I didn’t know what I wanted to do. At the time, my future seemed so far away that I didn’t care. I tried out a lot of classes before I finally realized that, true to my heritage, I really liked art.

But…

I’m still not sure if a career in animation is for me. I love animation, but I remember that I said when I was younger that I didn’t like animating. But then again, I thought I’d be a librarian at the time.

I recently took a 16 week comic course, and I really liked it. I don’t know if it’s a realistic ideal, but I’d like to do both comics and animation.

…I’m sorry I’m being so… musing. Things in my life lately have made me a bit more introspective than I already am. And I am the queen of introspective thought. Today I got a conditional acceptance to the University of Toronto Scarborough Campus for the Humanities program. I’d only applied to appease me mother, who is trying her best to respect my decision to become an artist. Granted, she’s fought me all the way. She tried to convince me that I could work in the library and do art on the side, she tried to scare me by telling me that I would fail as an artist and starve, she tried to get me to do a BA at U of T and then go onto art school, etc. I know she’s just worried, but it was odd for me to be at odds with my mother with anything. I’m close with my mother, a freakish Lorelai and Rory Gilmore of Gilmore Girls close. And so I appeased her by applying to the Scarborough and St.George campuses of the University of Toronto, even though I never planned on going.

It’s just weird that I have the option to go there, y’know?

Weird…

Anyways, enough about my emotional baggage. xD

So… I think since my last journal, I got a new camera and I named her Sally. She’s a Nikon D5000 DSLR, that I have NO IDEA HOW TO USE. Dude. I now respect photographers even more than I already did. That shit is hard. If anyone has a good tutorial or knows a Nikon guru sitting on a rock somewhere in the Greater Toronto Area that I can apprentice under, please tell me, I will love you and give you a llama. :3

Uhm… what else…

I switched web hosts for Eevachu.com, which uh, NEVER DO. If I wasn’t a nerd, I’d have killed fuckers.

Oh! I got some hermit crabs! My old aquarium started leaking a while back and so we moved the only fish (a pleco) into a little plastic holding aquarium I keep on hand for things like this. However… Tybalt the ninja!cat, the dastardly feline he is, BIT THROUGH THE FILTER TUBES. He suffocated my fish! I’m both angry and proud of him. >:[ <3

But yeah, since the tank was in the front hall and was rather empty and stupid looking, I converted it into a terrarium and got some hermit crabs. I named them Corphish and Shellder. After Pokemon. Because I am a dork. I'll get some pictures of them soon.

Everything else I did was art related and I can probably elaborate more on it when I post the related art.

So... for the time being, my plans are to finish the rest of my commissions, finish coding my portfolio site and most exciting, I will be starting a strip-style webcomic. On what, I won’t say. ;3

I may also be doing some audio stuff, if I can ever get a mic stand and pop screen.

Well as Phil Collins says: “That’s all.”

So uh… Hey? It’s a fox. I’m back. I’ve been busy. My scanner’s been being dumb.

I’ll go fill in the two month space behind this with art now. P:

Just flipped open my agenda. *Sniff* I smell school…

Something from Tegaki E.

..*HONK*

*HONK*

Art I did for Islington Furmeet, a local Toronto furmeet. We’re having a Halloween special next meet~

Fan Expo was eh… boring all weekend. I really can’t wait until I can go to Feral, I may actually go to Yaoi Con next year if this con gets any worse. It was crowded all Saturday, there was uh… one interesting panel and they actually stopped letting people into the con at one point.

I slept in on my tail again (so soft~) and just kinda… bought Obama and Nightwing comics all day. I has no money now.

But yeah, most interesting thing that happened all day was that as I was going to get on the subway… SUDDENLY JONAS.

There was a herd of Jonas Brother’s fangirls (and their moms), walking opposite of me. The were all carrying signs and wearing t-shirts with things like “I’ve got the love bug for Joe” written on them. I found myself turning up my nose, and realizing how hypocritical that was at the same time. Afterall, I kinda like them Jo Bros. and once upon a time, I was a rabid fangirl.

Still, it made me want to gather together some otaku and challenge them to a battle.

Too tired to give real con update. But I’m officially a furry, I’ve got ears and a tail. 8D

OMB. It’s so soft and floofy. <3 I fell asleep on it last night. xD