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Because I was born and raised on the moon |
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My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon, but abandoned on earth in order to learn. |
| I have all these great ideas. Lately, I have been inspired with so many great ideas on short stories, stories I really want to finish, but every time I sit down to write I draw a blank. I know the story already, beggining middle and end...but I have trouble writing it all down, cause I don't know how to write it, how to illustrate it. I'm trying to write better now. I'm trying to reach that next level and maybe thats it. Maybe thats why its so hard to write. because I'm aiming for something better, something truly worthwhile. I'm working on an entry for that quotation contest. I want to make it a long short story, not too long but long enough. Most of my short stories have been a tad too short. Didn't used to be that way, but now I just can't seem to write more. I'm trying though. I really am. I want to publish a short story book in 2010...and it won't happen if I don't try. So I'm gonna push, and push until I can't push anymore!...and then I'll lie down and cry and fall to sleep  Nah kidding....I'll just sleep... |
| Ok, so yesterday, I went to the art museum with my boyfriend. So, first we go over to the impressionist gallery. Yea ok, all fine and dandy. not really my cup of tea, but yea, ok. After we see the new Van Gogh painting, we go over to the modern art section. OH....MY...GOD. I am not joking. I was so mad.There was a neon sign that read "Five words in orange neon"...and it was an ART piece....the f***?! Oh, and one canvas painted white...just PURE WHITE....I mean Good God people...do they go to 6 years of art school to come up with that?! Canvas with 3 strokes of paints, or just splatters?! Or, just a piece of wood with a HOLE in it?! Nothing else...nothing...I mean, I wanted to scream and yell and tear them down! For me, that is not art. I mean, I really hate to put down someone else work but seriously? 6 years of art school for a white canvas? But then, we went to another section...paintings from the 1600-1700....oh man how I loved them. The details in the portraits, the paintings...just mind blowing. There was this portrait, of a man...I swear I thought It was a picture but not...the red veins in his eyes where visible...the skin was peaches, reds, pinks, purples, blues, greens, yellows...it was perfection. The photography section rocked too....the composition, black and white...heh it was pretty cool all in all...I just hate modern art. |
| I'm going to be entering that whole "Dear Me" contest...cause it sounds fun. I have....Like...five short stories in the work, and three of them I'm really into...I'm gonna try to finish ONE.....I think it'lls be one called Silver Arrow. My Goal is to have....a lot of short stories, all ready to be published by January 15 2010....I think I can reach it...just have to push myself to do it. There are tons of stories I start, never finish. Gotta work on that... But that is my goal...and so help me my muses....cause I want to do it! *ROAR* |
| Thanks to a good friend of mine, Eliot, and my reviewing like crazy I got an upgraded membership!.....for 3 months! But Its all good.... I missed this blog! YES I DID...YES I DID! *cough* Right. Anyways, I'll still be looking at peoples writings, and working on a few stories of my own. Mexico was great, but I don't really feel like going into great detail about it right now  I have a few stories I'm really excited about, one called "Hurt my eyes yellow" which is about....well...you'll see..... I"VE MISSED ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
| Lose my upgrade today, or is it tomorrow? not sure AGAIN...had the freaking money, but then this trip happened and I am flat out freaking broke....again...I mean, really....the freak man. Its like a freaking curse and it annoys me to no end cause I WANT to pay and support this awesome site...but NO....jeez.. and when I get back home I have a few debts to pay off...gah....stop the world, I want to get off! Nah kidding...anyways, I got some sort of allergy-infection on my hands here...nothing too bad...just little bumps...I can´t see them...they just itch and they are mostly in my palms...going away now, with medicine. See you all in a few days---maybe |
| I got sick for christmas eve and cristmas so that was an interesting experience. I got an allergy...thing. LIttle hives on the palm of my hands and fingers, and they are really really really annoying. Not painful, but itchy, and gah! I´m homesick and I wanna go home already. I miss home.... |
| http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTXV1QRAsko Truly...watch it...it will have you laughing. In other news..I leave for California, to leave for Mexico in....literally, 1 week....*breathes in, breathes out* Freaking out?! Well, I have yet to finish buying clothes I need, cause the lowest it be down there is like....50 and the highest 70, and I still only need 5 shirts and new jeans and I have an oral surgery coming up and....Mmmmm....I'm not freaking out anymore. I've reached that "Meh, it'll get done" phase...kudos for me..... http://youtube.com/watch?v=bB1F86_U96M&mode=related&search= Just cause I love this clip |
| I got my hair cut today. I look like a boy! Nah, I don't Like a tom boyish girl, but still, VERY much a girl I dig the new look.Anyways, a few nights again(or was it a night ago?!) I dreamed about two little boys, twins. Andy's left eye is hazel and Max's right is also hazel, and the other is blue. They're around 5 and they daydream adventures together. And how they wake up is when one or the other falls while daydreaming. If both fall, they just keep dreaming. Thinking of making a childrens book out of it. The Adventures of Andy and Max...yea...I like that. Sort of reminded me of Little Nemo...though I wasn't thinking of him when I had that dream.(Not Nemo the fish) Anyways, I'm really tired. Leaving for Mexico soon, so stressed about that, and work has been piling up so much. I just...I don't even want to THINK about it, and thats bad. When I don't want to THINK about something, it means its getting to the "Oh man I'm gonna lose it"... WOW...my eyes...I see fuzzy. Um...oh yea...3 hours of sleep in 4 days. Mmmm....Ok, yes, I guess I COULD skip writing and drawing, for short naps...I guess I could not go on dates, and sleep then...but I don't want to...so I blame work...damn work... |
| That’s where I'll be in 2 weeks. Its so...weird. I've been there...3 times since my family moved to the USA. I was 1.5 when I left. 5 when I went back to visit. And 15 when I went...5 years ago. And now I'm 20. We aren't going for a "vacation". Vacation means relaxing, resting. We are going to visit family. I love my family there, really I do. Its just….awkward. HOW do you relate to people you only see every few years? My cousins are great, and took us everywhere last time. We could be out until 3am in Mexico, cause my mothers family lives in small community. Though it was creepy every time someone came up to me and said "Oh, I remember you as a child! you where so precious!" I love my grandfather very much. He's very sweet and kind, and loving. He was a great father to my mom and uncles. He's the only grandparent left alive, I'm sorry to say. The family I have where he lives is amazing. Very loving, united, warm, inviting. They make us feel right at home. Its like visiting a different world. Another big thing, is that, while I can speak, write, and read Spanish fluently, I am far more used to speaking, writing, and reading English. So, speaking Spanish for more then an hour, is really weird for me, and I have to work hard not to speak in spanglish. Also, we will be meeting about..30 new family members. Honestly, for my fathers side, we calculated that if there would be a family reunion, there be at least 300 people. I'm not good at meeting new family members. I'm not. I want to. I want to be close to family, but for some reason, or another, its something I struggle with. I guess its because, its hard trying to really connect with people that I see infrequently. Because, we lose contact(well no my mom calls them once a week) but when she calls, usually I'm working, or writing, and there is simply not enough time to pass around everyone in the family to talk to. And they don't really have computers. Cyber Cafe, but no computers of their own. And usually, they themselves are way too busy to visit those. I'll also be spending some time with a sister of my father. I like her. She's good. So is her husband and 4 of her kids. But the youngest? The most SPOILED little girl ever. Once, she came to visit, and asked me to give her one of my teddy bears. Now, this was a present from my boyfriend. So of course I said no. So, she tells me "But I want it. If I don't get it, I'll cry. Mama says no one can make me cry. I'm special".... ....um ok....don't care. You're not. You're just spoiled, and your parents are treating you like a grandchild rather then a daughter. Cause their eldest children, are 30-32. 2 boys. This girl is 8 now. They where really strict with the first 4, but with this one...man. I mean, honestly. A little spanking wouldn't hurt. She should learn that mommy and daddy won't always be there. It'll be hectic...and admit, I'm already pretty sad that I won't get to see my boyfriend for 3 weeks. Not even hear his voice, or talk to him nightly as I'm used to. Heh I already miss him...and I'm very, very close to him....I can tell him anything. So...not seeing him, for that long...it does already sting. ....Well, I'll just have to bring one of the teddy bears he gave me for company.... |
| All day staring at the ceiling Making friends with shadows on my wall All night hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep Because tomorrow might be good for something Hold on Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown and I don't know why Well I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay a while and maybe then you'll see a different side of me I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be Me Talking to myself in public and dodging glances on the train And I know I know they've all been talking bout me I can hear them whisper And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me Out of all the hours thinking somehow I've lost my mind Well I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay a while and maybe then you'll see a different side of me I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be I've been talkin in my sleep Pretty soon they'll come to get me Yeah They're taking me away Well I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell I know right now you can't tell But stay a while and maybe then you'll see a different side of me I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired I know right now you don't care But soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be ....Its like a mirror. Kind of reminds--ok reminds me a lot of me. Especially the first stanza cause, yea, I do stare at the shadows on the celings, and, yea I hear voices before going to bed. Its Hyp-something auditory hallucination. Only happends a few minutes before I go to sleep. Sort of like..watching your dreams with yer eyes open. I see wolves too! Somehow reminds me too, how people might look at me, cause I am pretty strange. I found my song! |
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