<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659</id><updated>2012-01-21T17:02:02.304-05:00</updated><category term='TKD square 1 weekend pain update'/><category term='formspring'/><category term='school classes media arts'/><category term='raop'/><category term='meek'/><category term='movies'/><category term='springfest'/><category term='nuit blanche'/><category term='music meme'/><category term='8 things'/><category term='art'/><category term='sketchdump art'/><category term='media arts surrealism evanescence tokio hotel music'/><category term='jar'/><category term='swimming school food TKD'/><category term='school art'/><category term='school music'/><category term='msn'/><category term='portfolio'/><category term='prom'/><category term='prints'/><category term='fabric'/><category term='harel skaat'/><category term='writing exercise'/><category term='sketchbook'/><category term='nuit blanche friends art'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='doodles'/><category term='art lenny'/><category term='video'/><category term='school art post secondary'/><category term='new year'/><category term='fanart'/><category term='inception'/><category term='tv'/><category term='comic rday'/><category term='post-secondary'/><category term='17'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='past'/><category term='art school darth vader'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='insomnia music'/><category term='pants'/><category term='exam'/><category term='makes me think'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='writers craft'/><category term='art nddp tokio hotel heavyweight'/><category term='english'/><category term='photography'/><category term='exams'/><category term='books russian'/><category term='coraline'/><category term='watkins'/><category term='mucha livia birthday card'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='media arts me school'/><category term='graphic novel'/><category term='music'/><category term='camping'/><category term='improvement'/><category term='mucha'/><category term='school'/><category term='prints for sale'/><category term='late'/><category term='dress art homework'/><category term='performance art'/><category term='Torchwood back to school movies'/><category term='birthday card'/><category term='life'/><category term='hearts'/><category term='things I&apos;m into'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='sheridan'/><category term='school life exams'/><category term='blue october'/><category term='art class'/><category term='eurovision'/><category term='design'/><category term='illustration'/><category term='equation'/><category term='art fashion homework'/><category term='TKD'/><title type='text'>Lenny's ART.</title><subtitle type='html'>The online art dump and musings of a slightly strange girl.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1765577451375490381</id><published>2012-01-21T16:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:02:02.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret 7"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxAsl96BFwA/Txs1s4WZI9I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3ty--H9Xq14/s1600/contest_secret7%2Bcrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxAsl96BFwA/Txs1s4WZI9I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3ty--H9Xq14/s320/contest_secret7%2Bcrop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700208798524318674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I entered a contest and I would seriously appreciate your votes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.talenthouse.com/creativeinvites/preview/a0af83c45d1d394000f06088c0388119/383"&gt;CLICK HERE TO VOTE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1765577451375490381?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1765577451375490381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1765577451375490381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1765577451375490381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1765577451375490381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2012/01/secret-7.html' title='Secret 7&quot;'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxAsl96BFwA/Txs1s4WZI9I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3ty--H9Xq14/s72-c/contest_secret7%2Bcrop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-110114848495804557</id><published>2011-08-29T23:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:44:13.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prints for sale'/><title type='text'>Prints for Saleeee</title><content type='html'>Alright so going through my room, I've found quite a few decent to high quality prints that I no longer need after cleaning out my room. They range from being there for my personal enjoyment to rejected portfolio prints, and I'm opening them up for sale to anyone who would like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First come first serve, descriptions and sizes follow, as well as any imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contact me at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;olena.li@gmail.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_6wu7zxWk/TlxXAlJIEBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/80rxaSB20xg/s1600/rop_siennadress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483700297764882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_6wu7zxWk/TlxXAlJIEBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/80rxaSB20xg/s320/rop_siennadress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A Million Red Roses&lt;br /&gt;8x12&lt;br /&gt;Matte (satin finish)&lt;br /&gt;$5 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OwE1L__Iaw/TlxXAN5RatI/AAAAAAAAAtU/AlWL1Hb3CNc/s1600/olena_ave_maria%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483694057253586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OwE1L__Iaw/TlxXAN5RatI/AAAAAAAAAtU/AlWL1Hb3CNc/s320/olena_ave_maria%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ave Maria&lt;br /&gt;8x12&lt;br /&gt;Matte (satin finish)&lt;br /&gt;$5 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zaGnCA9Qm8Y/TlxWgz2sFnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kb69Dwy5amg/s1600/olena_movie%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483154491151986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zaGnCA9Qm8Y/TlxWgz2sFnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kb69Dwy5amg/s320/olena_movie%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A Bautiful Truth&lt;br /&gt;8.5x11&lt;br /&gt;Matte&lt;br /&gt;$5 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-81LcAtWlklE/TlxWgh529yI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IerX0PDZqQU/s1600/olena_headlock%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483149672609570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-81LcAtWlklE/TlxWgh529yI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IerX0PDZqQU/s320/olena_headlock%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Headlock&lt;br /&gt;8.5x11&lt;br /&gt;Glossy (photo paper)&lt;br /&gt;Slight tape transfer mark on front, minor imperfections&lt;br /&gt;$3 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC8NXP1I4jk/TlxWgKNg7kI/AAAAAAAAAs8/l2bz5aG3GIM/s1600/olena_don%2527tjump%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483143312600642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TC8NXP1I4jk/TlxWgKNg7kI/AAAAAAAAAs8/l2bz5aG3GIM/s320/olena_don%2527tjump%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't Jump&lt;br /&gt;8.5x11&lt;br /&gt;Glossy&lt;br /&gt;Minor imperfections, slight purple tint&lt;br /&gt;$3 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PnEL4J_kTe8/TlxWftDfPyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/myl5zyIaQRo/s1600/olena_captain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483135485919010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PnEL4J_kTe8/TlxWftDfPyI/AAAAAAAAAs0/myl5zyIaQRo/s320/olena_captain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Captain&lt;br /&gt;8x7.5&lt;br /&gt;Matte (satin finish)&lt;br /&gt;$5 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffxDxC1XRGM/TlxWeqUIauI/AAAAAAAAAss/1rW4flhlu6M/s1600/olena_boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646483117570550498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffxDxC1XRGM/TlxWeqUIauI/AAAAAAAAAss/1rW4flhlu6M/s320/olena_boat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Boat&lt;br /&gt;8x10&lt;br /&gt;Matte (satin finish)&lt;br /&gt;$5 CAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$25 for all 7 prints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-110114848495804557?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/110114848495804557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=110114848495804557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/110114848495804557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/110114848495804557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/08/prints-for-saleeee.html' title='Prints for Saleeee'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pN_6wu7zxWk/TlxXAlJIEBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/80rxaSB20xg/s72-c/rop_siennadress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-647289034368085026</id><published>2011-07-10T16:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:55:52.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I&apos;m into'/><title type='text'>18? Oh yeah</title><content type='html'>So I've had one hell of a birthday celebration, still recovering from the massive amounts of cake I've consumed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of current things I'm into:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMQpPozqg0U/ThoLkemgPwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FjO3MyKyay8/s1600/IMG_4548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627823405670612738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMQpPozqg0U/ThoLkemgPwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FjO3MyKyay8/s320/IMG_4548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dress that I got in the States 2 weeks back. Unimpressed with how it looked on the hanger, it ended up looking up much better on me. The fact that it has pockets? Sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcwYJt5vhk4/ThoLjxPynuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/8ZuDu2R8-qY/s1600/IMG_4561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627823393495752418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NcwYJt5vhk4/ThoLjxPynuI/AAAAAAAAAr4/8ZuDu2R8-qY/s320/IMG_4561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rimmel 60 seconds Nail Polish in 819 Green With Envy. A birthday gift from a friend of mine, and the shiny peacock blue/green is gorgeousssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My new Moleskine sketchbook that I love to death and am terrified to draw in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Realizing lately that you can borrow CDs from the library (shut up CDs are awesome) I borrowed Mika's "The Boy Who Knew Too Much", Regina Spektor's "Far" and Kanye West's "808s and Heartbreak". I have an absolutely whacked out taste in music and I apologize for nothing. I've enjoyed all 3 thoroughly and they've made their way onto my beloved ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVVo9d9mMik/ThoeO_IFfNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ynBFSTynLI0/s1600/61s9WZLevSL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627843927165205714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVVo9d9mMik/ThoeO_IFfNI/AAAAAAAAAsY/ynBFSTynLI0/s320/61s9WZLevSL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuYeyHTRgsA/ThoeOalPe3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WBl8u8ghVtA/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627843917355383666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuYeyHTRgsA/ThoeOalPe3I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/WBl8u8ghVtA/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6bhLRY-Z6GY/ThoeOB-fD2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/pTm2wGWhCU4/s1600/12498-808s-and-heartbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627843910750375778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6bhLRY-Z6GY/ThoeOB-fD2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/pTm2wGWhCU4/s320/12498-808s-and-heartbreak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a great weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-647289034368085026?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/647289034368085026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=647289034368085026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/647289034368085026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/647289034368085026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/07/18-oh-yeah.html' title='18? Oh yeah'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMQpPozqg0U/ThoLkemgPwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FjO3MyKyay8/s72-c/IMG_4548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6274767316922836121</id><published>2011-06-04T21:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T22:24:10.702-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kchbGnYBRmQ/TerdJOIbMdI/AAAAAAAAArg/egx4nl1AFtQ/s1600/olena_crouch%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614543035952738770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kchbGnYBRmQ/TerdJOIbMdI/AAAAAAAAArg/egx4nl1AFtQ/s320/olena_crouch%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately, which is probably a side-effect of having either not enough work, or enough work but no motivation, but I digress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a few things that I (as well as the majority of the world's population) probably find really weird, but don't really comment on because god knows who has the time to think of these things anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Take fluency in terms of language for example. When does one become fluent in a language? When one can carry on an intelligent conversation that goes beyond the whole "hello" "how are you" "quite fabulous thank you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from a high school senior taking university-level English, I have encountered people who ONLY know one language and are thoroughly incapable of carrying on an intelligent conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we can scratch that I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when you can think and formulate ideas in a language? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 languages that I consider myself fluent in, and I think in abstract colours with no grammatical structure whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;So quite frankly, I have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this entire thing got me thinking, when do you know if you know a person well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinds of questions do you, being able to state that you know them well, need to be able to answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's their favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;What was the name of their first beloved childhood pet?&lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing that they need to accomplish so that they can say that they have left a successful existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine suggested that you need to know them well enough to predict how they would react in certain situations. How they would act, what they would say, what have you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll take that. I've known my parents for almost 18 years now, I think I know them very well. I can predict most of their reactions, and that is what keeps me on the honour roll, year after year. &lt;br /&gt;But occasionally they throw things at me that are completely out of left field. They react in a way that is completely uncharacteristic of their usual demeanour, and I guess the same holds true for humans in general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean I don't know my parents well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that's true, does that mean that none of the people who I hold as important to me are people that I actually KNOW WELL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a weird train of thought to follow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an idea for SOMETHING. I'm just not sure what form that something will take. I also don't know if I'm ready as an artist to do something like this to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, too much thinking, not enough work being done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Adele. So hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ti3t7MAwaaM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6274767316922836121?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6274767316922836121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6274767316922836121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6274767316922836121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6274767316922836121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/06/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kchbGnYBRmQ/TerdJOIbMdI/AAAAAAAAArg/egx4nl1AFtQ/s72-c/olena_crouch%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-501055123362878332</id><published>2011-05-23T12:18:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T12:50:01.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='springfest'/><title type='text'>Springfest 2011</title><content type='html'>May 19, 2011. Aching feet, grumbling stomach, half-delirious imitations of a decapitated millipede on the drama room floor, panic, root beer milkshakes, and an overwhelming sense of accomplishment. &lt;br /&gt;That's the best I can do to sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. A recap of springfest and the stuff I had displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdgaJpAwYU4/TdqMlee4oSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Cxx37Zy_UYk/s1600/DSC03159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609950861309026594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdgaJpAwYU4/TdqMlee4oSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Cxx37Zy_UYk/s320/DSC03159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's jars and my drug drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WykRtrHTTc8/TdqMl_8_EFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BM9ENa_QlYs/s1600/DSC03160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609950870293647442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WykRtrHTTc8/TdqMl_8_EFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/BM9ENa_QlYs/s320/DSC03160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Choose Wisely"&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic angle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpyYyNG1UYc/TdqMmH6xoCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JAHxQaCHlos/s1600/DSC03163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609950872431861794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpyYyNG1UYc/TdqMmH6xoCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/JAHxQaCHlos/s320/DSC03163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panel 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhmAxxFu1lw/TdqMm9Mm8qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XXP5Psffaw0/s1600/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609950886733738658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WhmAxxFu1lw/TdqMm9Mm8qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XXP5Psffaw0/s320/DSC03162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panel 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClqktWJqIQI/TdqM6ZJFhxI/AAAAAAAAArE/ZZJXY526vqk/s1600/DSC03161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609951220652672786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClqktWJqIQI/TdqM6ZJFhxI/AAAAAAAAArE/ZZJXY526vqk/s320/DSC03161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panel 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caatwms0Tx4/TdqMk6Z9kNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/A_1CkcOcpG4/s1600/DSC03158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609950851624702162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caatwms0Tx4/TdqMk6Z9kNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/A_1CkcOcpG4/s320/DSC03158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the stairwell. Back at like 6ish, when the natural light was streaming in, it was absolutely gorgeous. Too bad I didn't get a picture :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLXbmM-MoRM/TdqKwuL1_oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CMdZX2cphJw/s1600/DSC03154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609948855479434882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLXbmM-MoRM/TdqKwuL1_oI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CMdZX2cphJw/s320/DSC03154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prints!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ojctJp6FJgo/TdqKwGxBk0I/AAAAAAAAAqM/LWS5h1MUJtw/s1600/DSC03153.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0v42x-Nync4/TdqKvqRHdmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xNGV1ys0x-0/s1600/DSC03151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609948837247940194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0v42x-Nync4/TdqKvqRHdmI/AAAAAAAAAqE/xNGV1ys0x-0/s320/DSC03151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll Assemble All the Sand"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- watercolour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNUN_qfti0U/TdqKvEiF-uI/AAAAAAAAAp8/R4nRqLB0mho/s1600/DSC03150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609948827118598882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eNUN_qfti0U/TdqKvEiF-uI/AAAAAAAAAp8/R4nRqLB0mho/s320/DSC03150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didactic Panel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGkzWx9CrMA/TdqKuft81vI/AAAAAAAAAp0/aveqWcyk1do/s1600/DSC03149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609948817236219634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OGkzWx9CrMA/TdqKuft81vI/AAAAAAAAAp0/aveqWcyk1do/s320/DSC03149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One In a Million" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ink on illustration board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWgbRzP6PQI/TdqJuABRIjI/AAAAAAAAAps/5SMHj8MDfSc/s1600/DSC03146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609947709215679026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NWgbRzP6PQI/TdqJuABRIjI/AAAAAAAAAps/5SMHj8MDfSc/s320/DSC03146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aut Inveniam Viam Aut Faciam/Either I Shall Find a Way or Make One"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- ink on illustration board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyTEFMq4ryQ/TdqJt4FoJ7I/AAAAAAAAApk/W9eIdSs4pp0/s1600/DSC03143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609947707086481330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyTEFMq4ryQ/TdqJt4FoJ7I/AAAAAAAAApk/W9eIdSs4pp0/s320/DSC03143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maori"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- oil on canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxheK1OW3-w/TdqJtaVK3lI/AAAAAAAAApc/Hz7wQ7sf90A/s1600/DSC03145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609947699098607186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxheK1OW3-w/TdqJtaVK3lI/AAAAAAAAApc/Hz7wQ7sf90A/s320/DSC03145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art stairwell that I basically called dibs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TZBe3-OIPQ/TdqJtKXz2hI/AAAAAAAAApU/CGzuoz2ykec/s1600/DSC03148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609947694814714386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0TZBe3-OIPQ/TdqJtKXz2hI/AAAAAAAAApU/CGzuoz2ykec/s320/DSC03148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Show Them What You're Made Of" (otheriwise known as my never-ending love affair with carbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- wheat on poster board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ve0ZiIs8DU/TdqJsk1AVeI/AAAAAAAAApM/pknKkWRwuR0/s1600/230350_10150247703185860_518175859_9280048_7486392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609947684736620002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ve0ZiIs8DU/TdqJsk1AVeI/AAAAAAAAApM/pknKkWRwuR0/s320/230350_10150247703185860_518175859_9280048_7486392_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Performance Piece 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkFb6U4medQ/TdqM6lHniDI/AAAAAAAAArM/sO4AegIF-9Q/s1600/230921_10150252319245155_508990154_9175250_1618637_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609951223867738162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RkFb6U4medQ/TdqM6lHniDI/AAAAAAAAArM/sO4AegIF-9Q/s320/230921_10150252319245155_508990154_9175250_1618637_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a resounding success of a night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6FSj6TWl2Y/TdqM7LO8lJI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ss6fKyDy5kU/s1600/249846_10150195698849906_513134905_6841539_5501004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609951234099025042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s6FSj6TWl2Y/TdqM7LO8lJI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ss6fKyDy5kU/s320/249846_10150195698849906_513134905_6841539_5501004_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you, graduating talent of '11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-501055123362878332?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/501055123362878332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=501055123362878332' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/501055123362878332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/501055123362878332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/05/springfest-2011.html' title='Springfest 2011'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdgaJpAwYU4/TdqMlee4oSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Cxx37Zy_UYk/s72-c/DSC03159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7054062598448371616</id><published>2011-05-16T15:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:40:50.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Jars</title><content type='html'>Behold, the 3-panel monster that I slaved over for hours and hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(almost done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjBy-K_8Xps/TdF9OC2MdeI/AAAAAAAAApE/DBmpglCE-Sk/s1600/IMG_4445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607400691288798690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjBy-K_8Xps/TdF9OC2MdeI/AAAAAAAAApE/DBmpglCE-Sk/s320/IMG_4445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbciwo0luNI/TdF9NtI14UI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bNM8zg42NHc/s1600/IMG_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607400685461430594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bbciwo0luNI/TdF9NtI14UI/AAAAAAAAAo8/bNM8zg42NHc/s320/IMG_4447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFmRBvf9774/TdF9NbGAcbI/AAAAAAAAAo0/liERcyz4H3o/s1600/IMG_4448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607400680617701810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFmRBvf9774/TdF9NbGAcbI/AAAAAAAAAo0/liERcyz4H3o/s320/IMG_4448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. OH GOD SPRINGFEST ON THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Never drawing another jar again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7054062598448371616?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7054062598448371616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7054062598448371616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7054062598448371616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7054062598448371616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/05/jars.html' title='Jars'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjBy-K_8Xps/TdF9OC2MdeI/AAAAAAAAApE/DBmpglCE-Sk/s72-c/IMG_4445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2395863467207922298</id><published>2011-05-09T13:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:21:01.028-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Wheattttttt</title><content type='html'>So I'm finally getting back into the art groove. Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some birthday cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuG8hUX_tEg/TcgfJ7E-QLI/AAAAAAAAAos/w6f_Nw_IPEo/s1600/olena_frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604763991600414898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuG8hUX_tEg/TcgfJ7E-QLI/AAAAAAAAAos/w6f_Nw_IPEo/s320/olena_frog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyMmqMV1ACM/TcgfJZ5x5pI/AAAAAAAAAok/Qhtg8x8WNsY/s1600/olena_cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604763982695098002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyMmqMV1ACM/TcgfJZ5x5pI/AAAAAAAAAok/Qhtg8x8WNsY/s320/olena_cow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bane of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;existance&lt;/span&gt;, a self-portrait in wheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially taking this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxoHXtZieE8/TcgfJF3SO5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/NSYGltl5D6g/s1600/IMG_4421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604763977315924882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxoHXtZieE8/TcgfJF3SO5I/AAAAAAAAAoc/NSYGltl5D6g/s320/IMG_4421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow re-creating it in wheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some progress shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naFIuh7nfZI/TcgfI_LereI/AAAAAAAAAoU/UwblEbDfjZc/s1600/IMG_4427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604763975521578466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-naFIuh7nfZI/TcgfI_LereI/AAAAAAAAAoU/UwblEbDfjZc/s320/IMG_4427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IHbCYO1zr4/TcgfISqnzyI/AAAAAAAAAoM/f7aDD84V0PM/s1600/IMG_4428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604763963572604706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8IHbCYO1zr4/TcgfISqnzyI/AAAAAAAAAoM/f7aDD84V0PM/s320/IMG_4428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2395863467207922298?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2395863467207922298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2395863467207922298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2395863467207922298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2395863467207922298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/05/wheattttttt.html' title='Wheattttttt'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuG8hUX_tEg/TcgfJ7E-QLI/AAAAAAAAAos/w6f_Nw_IPEo/s72-c/olena_frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-957235157634769789</id><published>2011-04-21T16:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T16:41:06.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue october'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>3 Things</title><content type='html'>1. Foiled - Blue October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaMUNZzkRAY/TbCR483jY0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ipn34UdAkds/s1600/cd-cover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598134744419361602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaMUNZzkRAY/TbCR483jY0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ipn34UdAkds/s320/cd-cover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that if I had to listen to one album for the rest of my life, this would be it. It's been one of my favourites for the better part of 5 years, and it's always been relevant, and it's always been amazing. Pure brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Prom shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JfyxcUDLzA/TbCR4mLSC7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/wgT2yaEPkhI/s1600/IMG_4407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598134738328095666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JfyxcUDLzA/TbCR4mLSC7I/AAAAAAAAAn8/wgT2yaEPkhI/s320/IMG_4407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessir, the silver ones on the right are the ones I'm wearing :]&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I just blogged about shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Still Life (FROM HELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1cLZBsh0K4/TbCR4Si_oNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/TmKnCXBCukQ/s1600/olena_papers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598134733058842834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P1cLZBsh0K4/TbCR4Si_oNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/TmKnCXBCukQ/s320/olena_papers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god this was the most painful still life I've ever had to draw. HUNDREDS OF PAPERS. ART BOOKS EVERYWHERE. GOD DAMN IT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Done in about 2 periods on vellum, 3/4 of this stupid drawing ended up on my arm anyways. I kind of like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-957235157634769789?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/957235157634769789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=957235157634769789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/957235157634769789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/957235157634769789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-things.html' title='3 Things'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaMUNZzkRAY/TbCR483jY0I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ipn34UdAkds/s72-c/cd-cover1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2489546673851119528</id><published>2011-04-12T21:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:07:23.745-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance art'/><title type='text'>Performance art</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PFcS6leNH_M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Performance Art,&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Amy Chang, I don't know many people who'd agree to be covered in paint with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2489546673851119528?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2489546673851119528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2489546673851119528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2489546673851119528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2489546673851119528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/04/performance-art.html' title='Performance art'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PFcS6leNH_M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2774596412786470218</id><published>2011-03-24T17:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:06:01.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art class'/><title type='text'>Tattoo thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ggEEVKyZcE/TYu-vrMOLlI/AAAAAAAAAns/USUt9Wrw4KI/s1600/DSC02964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587769488940346962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ggEEVKyZcE/TYu-vrMOLlI/AAAAAAAAAns/USUt9Wrw4KI/s320/DSC02964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if I ever end up getting a tattoo, that's what it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had a connection to daisies.&lt;br /&gt;My earliest memory of my grandfather was of him teaching me how to make a daisy wreath. I find half the things I do nowadays relate back to him.&lt;br /&gt;Daisies are the flower equivalent of innocence.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I feel that if I had to show people, brushing my hair off of my neck has some kind of intimacy and vulnerability to it that I find interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I like the way it looks with my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2774596412786470218?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2774596412786470218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2774596412786470218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2774596412786470218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2774596412786470218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/tattoo-thoughts.html' title='Tattoo thoughts'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ggEEVKyZcE/TYu-vrMOLlI/AAAAAAAAAns/USUt9Wrw4KI/s72-c/DSC02964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1744730224025644047</id><published>2011-03-22T16:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:00:46.585-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><title type='text'>Prom Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYEJAt0VU0/TYkL7TkPRTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PzNDFUQIklM/s1600/DSC02903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587009926222267698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYEJAt0VU0/TYkL7TkPRTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PzNDFUQIklM/s320/DSC02903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1744730224025644047?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1744730224025644047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1744730224025644047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1744730224025644047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1744730224025644047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/prom-dress.html' title='Prom Dress'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyYEJAt0VU0/TYkL7TkPRTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/PzNDFUQIklM/s72-c/DSC02903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-207216807465028231</id><published>2011-03-18T12:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T12:39:06.888-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Photography Assignment in Progress</title><content type='html'>I am absolute garbage at photography, which is why this assignment is pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7nnQX2fgYM/TYOKKJaq_BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/zHWRlu2cWq8/s1600/DSC02863i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585459869800659986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7nnQX2fgYM/TYOKKJaq_BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/zHWRlu2cWq8/s320/DSC02863i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogTQ7gO5QQ4/TYOKJtKF7JI/AAAAAAAAAnU/shGn45TJQ78/s1600/DSC02840i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585459862214929554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ogTQ7gO5QQ4/TYOKJtKF7JI/AAAAAAAAAnU/shGn45TJQ78/s320/DSC02840i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my favourite so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAJ2cHXFw9E/TYOKJCPVIOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/NDgtQrGP3LA/s1600/DSC02804i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585459850694172898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AAJ2cHXFw9E/TYOKJCPVIOI/AAAAAAAAAnM/NDgtQrGP3LA/s320/DSC02804i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe march break is almost overrrrrr. What did I accomplish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah whoops I have homework I was actually supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-207216807465028231?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/207216807465028231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=207216807465028231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/207216807465028231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/207216807465028231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/photography-assignment-in-progress.html' title='Photography Assignment in Progress'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7nnQX2fgYM/TYOKKJaq_BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/zHWRlu2cWq8/s72-c/DSC02863i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6233455790337766376</id><published>2011-03-08T17:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:16:14.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>40 day challenge</title><content type='html'>Be it out of genuine drive to improve or temporary inspired insanity, the Changster and I have decided that for the next 40 days, we shall draw something every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 40 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue ominous music here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update every week with scans of my progress, and here's hoping that I learn something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6233455790337766376?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6233455790337766376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6233455790337766376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6233455790337766376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6233455790337766376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/40-day-challenge.html' title='40 day challenge'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-391487492248177288</id><published>2011-03-03T21:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T18:23:09.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheridan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>Sheridan Illustration Portfolio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALRIGHT SO I GOT IN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, I have managed to find innumerable examples of portfolios for Animation, but Sheridan Illustration, not so much. So for the benefit of anyone who may be looking, here's what I've managed to come up with for the drawing test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get in, take this as a guide of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't, this is a guide to what NOT to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONWARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx7OIxB-Tkg/TXBN08aB8sI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2J0obNhwp1k/s1600/port_sit%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045510275887810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx7OIxB-Tkg/TXBN08aB8sI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2J0obNhwp1k/s320/port_sit%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure seated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2J13JTF8iI/TXBN0bNovjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jhEdZfZ2DkE/s1600/port_stand%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045501365534258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2J13JTF8iI/TXBN0bNovjI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jhEdZfZ2DkE/s320/port_stand%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwNGj5BXhNo/TXBNkup7cXI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jkfDTgvzvW8/s1600/port_everydayactivity%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045231706567026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwNGj5BXhNo/TXBNkup7cXI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jkfDTgvzvW8/s320/port_everydayactivity%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure involved in an everyday activity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiOZxAkZYmQ/TXBNkB_t1yI/AAAAAAAAAms/IprbpTmI494/s1600/port_pen%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045219718354722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DiOZxAkZYmQ/TXBNkB_t1yI/AAAAAAAAAms/IprbpTmI494/s320/port_pen%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing of a figure with some furniture (without using pencil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HWTCs0hY3k/TXBNjnqjV-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/zlORj2Gh1KM/s1600/port_room_final%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045212650264546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9HWTCs0hY3k/TXBNjnqjV-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/zlORj2Gh1KM/s320/port_room_final%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior of a room with the view out a window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwH4iF2dmpk/TXBNjfeDx_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/g1FChpqKKq4/s1600/port_still_life%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045210450380786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwH4iF2dmpk/TXBNjfeDx_I/AAAAAAAAAmc/g1FChpqKKq4/s320/port_still_life%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still life with the basic shapes of a cube, sphere and cylinder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oi0eq9RxZgg/TXBNiy-9t1I/AAAAAAAAAmU/bpfTDaE0YzM/s1600/port_still_life_modified%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580045198508799826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oi0eq9RxZgg/TXBNiy-9t1I/AAAAAAAAAmU/bpfTDaE0YzM/s320/port_still_life_modified%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above drawing with some change applied to it (removed gravity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWE YEAH IT FEELS GOOD TO BE DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-391487492248177288?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/391487492248177288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=391487492248177288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/391487492248177288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/391487492248177288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/sheridan-illustration-portfolio.html' title='Sheridan Illustration Portfolio'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx7OIxB-Tkg/TXBN08aB8sI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2J0obNhwp1k/s72-c/port_sit%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2619833068357596802</id><published>2011-03-02T16:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T16:50:36.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><title type='text'>Portfolio Portfolio</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6zsj8uijSQ/TW6663mf99I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Esim-CmXS1A/s1600/olena_brokenheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579602508879230930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6zsj8uijSQ/TW6663mf99I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Esim-CmXS1A/s320/olena_brokenheart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iiMVoxfKqw/TW666sZtwjI/AAAAAAAAAmE/A3h3d-EJ5Cs/s1600/olena_tigerlily%2Bflats%2Bchoice%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579602505872818738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iiMVoxfKqw/TW666sZtwjI/AAAAAAAAAmE/A3h3d-EJ5Cs/s320/olena_tigerlily%2Bflats%2Bchoice%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fj7igBg7wOM/TW66NeY49UI/AAAAAAAAAl8/F2LROaugT7A/s1600/olena_sinthu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579601729017148738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fj7igBg7wOM/TW66NeY49UI/AAAAAAAAAl8/F2LROaugT7A/s320/olena_sinthu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZMWt3WwCbU/TW66NCFhwbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/wA44PNbmIc0/s1600/olena_ave_maria%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579601721419743666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZMWt3WwCbU/TW66NCFhwbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/wA44PNbmIc0/s320/olena_ave_maria%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIeL533R9vU/TW66M4DiDEI/AAAAAAAAAls/zhsqP-KR28Q/s1600/olena_printsport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579601718727019586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FIeL533R9vU/TW66M4DiDEI/AAAAAAAAAls/zhsqP-KR28Q/s320/olena_printsport.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2j16TCKwKs/TW66M6XUP4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/dP7hslszO_s/s1600/olena_maori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579601719346872194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2j16TCKwKs/TW66M6XUP4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/dP7hslszO_s/s320/olena_maori.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1Lb5LGz7SM/TW66MsJh3gI/AAAAAAAAAlc/WjzKfm6dvL4/s1600/olena_feathercomp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579601715530948098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1Lb5LGz7SM/TW66MsJh3gI/AAAAAAAAAlc/WjzKfm6dvL4/s320/olena_feathercomp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxIc8r9q5uc/TW65c67eX_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/iG2WCn1UQ00/s1600/olena_hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600894864809970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxIc8r9q5uc/TW65c67eX_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/iG2WCn1UQ00/s320/olena_hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SyeNjMB1Fg/TW65cCLdFHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wet1NEuyFJM/s1600/olena_paperprayerresponsibility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600879631012978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SyeNjMB1Fg/TW65cCLdFHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/wet1NEuyFJM/s320/olena_paperprayerresponsibility.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOJJVhvXUX4/TW65cDdyBAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/a66fRHS7P5s/s1600/olena_wine%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600879976317954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOJJVhvXUX4/TW65cDdyBAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/a66fRHS7P5s/s320/olena_wine%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cufcaICRv-o/TW65b-df-aI/AAAAAAAAAk0/DYtMVzU5LF8/s1600/olena_cloud_nine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600878632958370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cufcaICRv-o/TW65b-df-aI/AAAAAAAAAk0/DYtMVzU5LF8/s320/olena_cloud_nine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm4wFBqBLXM/TW64uyd_UhI/AAAAAAAAAks/EJJ0wpAC3O8/s1600/olena_nouveau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600102319673874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bm4wFBqBLXM/TW64uyd_UhI/AAAAAAAAAks/EJJ0wpAC3O8/s320/olena_nouveau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0cuqMa1qPc/TW64urTiBzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KgKuj7FaqmM/s1600/DSC02603%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600100396762930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0cuqMa1qPc/TW64urTiBzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KgKuj7FaqmM/s320/DSC02603%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aewcZolyXM/TW64uPaEFaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/0yQeBMviluQ/s1600/olena_dream%2Bfull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600092907967906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aewcZolyXM/TW64uPaEFaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/0yQeBMviluQ/s320/olena_dream%2Bfull.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QojQhwZ0bbI/TW64t46rZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkU/aCJbAkKoPAk/s1600/olena_blue%2Beyes%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600086870747090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QojQhwZ0bbI/TW64t46rZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkU/aCJbAkKoPAk/s320/olena_blue%2Beyes%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9cT-GJsB05Q/TW64th-oh3I/AAAAAAAAAkM/p5cz5hpc_f0/s1600/IMG_4037i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579600080713320306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9cT-GJsB05Q/TW64th-oh3I/AAAAAAAAAkM/p5cz5hpc_f0/s320/IMG_4037i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pick 14 of these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2619833068357596802?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2619833068357596802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2619833068357596802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2619833068357596802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2619833068357596802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/03/portfolio-portfolio.html' title='Portfolio Portfolio'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C6zsj8uijSQ/TW6663mf99I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Esim-CmXS1A/s72-c/olena_brokenheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4559828982514746285</id><published>2011-02-25T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:26:57.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><title type='text'>Horizon lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gLzpTDpzDX0/TWiAc43fgRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/z-A-8BPAH_Y/s1600/port_room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577849372288188690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gLzpTDpzDX0/TWiAc43fgRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/z-A-8BPAH_Y/s320/port_room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my super super fun re-learning of perspective, vanishing points and horizon lines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5 down, 3.5 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4559828982514746285?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4559828982514746285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4559828982514746285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4559828982514746285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4559828982514746285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/02/horizon-lines.html' title='Horizon lines'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gLzpTDpzDX0/TWiAc43fgRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/z-A-8BPAH_Y/s72-c/port_room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-100909275561612154</id><published>2011-02-11T17:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T17:29:50.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-secondary'/><title type='text'>Accepted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gFETGSPyBiI/TVW2tXT6nJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EXkNPXQ7akk/s1600/IMG_4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572561004408773778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gFETGSPyBiI/TVW2tXT6nJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EXkNPXQ7akk/s320/IMG_4344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Conditional Acceptance for Art Fundamentals at Sheridan College :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, although not being my first choice, is still kind of an ego boost. It feels good that at least SOMEONE accepted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my Sheridan/York interview today, and I think it went fairly well. The fact that she basically spent 5 minutes looking at what took me about 2 months to compile was kind of painful, but still.&lt;br /&gt;The interviewer told me that my illustration skills were very strong and that I'd be successful if I wanted to pursue either one (graphic design or illustration). Which put a huge smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man on man thank God for Desktop Design.&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for those artists that we had to study, I'd have no idea what I would have answered for any of those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think it went as well as it could have for a 10 minute interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One down, two to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down, pencil in hand, moving forward *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-100909275561612154?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/100909275561612154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=100909275561612154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/100909275561612154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/100909275561612154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/02/accepted.html' title='Accepted!'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gFETGSPyBiI/TVW2tXT6nJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EXkNPXQ7akk/s72-c/IMG_4344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1862430008762090325</id><published>2011-02-02T16:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T16:50:59.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Doubleplusgood</title><content type='html'>So massive snowstorm today, and district-wide snow day. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;On the one day that I have no school, we get a snow day. This blows.&lt;br /&gt;Also, this complicates my "gotta get to TKD no matter what the weather" plans considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some doodles from my sketchbook, and one finished work.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize in advance for shitty camera quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQbhl6GPI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Npzv1frBdOY/s1600/IMG_4329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569211585512741106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQbhl6GPI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Npzv1frBdOY/s320/IMG_4329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got this baby back, my first independent. Proud as hell of it, for once. I'll get a proper scan up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQbFdnSTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mQf3mgovv88/s1600/IMG_4335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569211577961761074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQbFdnSTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mQf3mgovv88/s320/IMG_4335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a red colour-erase pencil. I think I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll draw with anything else ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQajoD8II/AAAAAAAAAjk/WU0sjipxBis/s1600/IMG_4334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569211568878776450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQajoD8II/AAAAAAAAAjk/WU0sjipxBis/s320/IMG_4334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minute self-portrait in dying brush pen and marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQaHZQe-I/AAAAAAAAAjc/XkkiuuW5hrA/s1600/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569211561300491234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQaHZQe-I/AAAAAAAAAjc/XkkiuuW5hrA/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squiggly Monroe-inspired lady, and random topless girl with cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQZtPJxrI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SUNE0XBgILM/s1600/IMG_4332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569211554278786738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQZtPJxrI/AAAAAAAAAjU/SUNE0XBgILM/s320/IMG_4332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sketch of the thing I'm currently working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had quite the week :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1862430008762090325?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1862430008762090325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1862430008762090325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1862430008762090325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1862430008762090325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/02/doubleplusgood.html' title='Doubleplusgood'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TUnQbhl6GPI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Npzv1frBdOY/s72-c/IMG_4329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5689429984956415080</id><published>2011-01-25T17:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:59:22.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things I&apos;m into'/><title type='text'>Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuun</title><content type='html'>Mmkay here's some things I've been thinking about/enjoying lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grigoriy Leps "Ukhodi Krasivo" (literally translated: Leave Pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L63-ltERpWU" frameborder="0" width="425" type="text/html"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I think somewhere between his delivery and how goddamn catchy the beat is, I found myself hopping around my room with hairbrush in hand, singing (read: bellowing) along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Future graphic novel?&lt;br /&gt;Oh man I wish I hate starting things I don't finish, but I really really want to dip my feet into the sequential art with a plot world. I know I can't even update my comic on time, but gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Must doodle some more and think this through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last exam tomorrow, I reaaaaaally don't want to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5689429984956415080?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5689429984956415080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5689429984956415080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5689429984956415080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5689429984956415080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/01/dun-dun-duuuuuuuuuuuuun.html' title='Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuun'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/L63-ltERpWU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-9048835156509646848</id><published>2011-01-23T19:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:41:25.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Graphic Design Portfolio take 1</title><content type='html'>Well the first portfolio interview I have up is for Sheridan/York graphic design (my 3rd choice), and simultaneously, we had to produce a portfolio for Desktop Design. Here are some pieces that I have copies of on my USB at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzItTv4nDI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AB2_OGHozWs/s1600/olena_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543920243874866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzItTv4nDI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AB2_OGHozWs/s320/olena_book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An 8-page book we had to make on ourselves, outlining past, present and future. I particularly enjoy my map of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIBa9K1CI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xd71NZHEDhY/s1600/olena_blue%2Beyes%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543166264398882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIBa9K1CI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xd71NZHEDhY/s320/olena_blue%2Beyes%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A piece I've probably posted already, Photoshop painting from back in the day titled "Insomnia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIA3t7C_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/or503jE2ptU/s1600/dairy%2Bcow%2Bcopy%2Bcopy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543156805209074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIA3t7C_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/or503jE2ptU/s320/dairy%2Bcow%2Bcopy%2Bcopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo Design for the company "Dairy Cow Cream Puffs" an all-organic gourmet cream puff bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIAfw1G9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZntOaWZ3x0/s1600/lishchenko_urban%2Btrees%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543150374951890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzIAfw1G9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZntOaWZ3x0/s320/lishchenko_urban%2Btrees%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Street banner design for the theme "Urban trees" after the style of Irma Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzH_1lkI0I/AAAAAAAAAio/J4X4cBarPRM/s1600/olena_tigerlily%2Bver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543139053413186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzH_1lkI0I/AAAAAAAAAio/J4X4cBarPRM/s320/olena_tigerlily%2Bver2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent assignment, poster for La Roux's "Tigerlily".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzH_sna9xI/AAAAAAAAAig/yKw7KRoRBJ0/s1600/tastes_chips%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565543136645281554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzH_sna9xI/AAAAAAAAAig/yKw7KRoRBJ0/s320/tastes_chips%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of 3 labels outlining different tastes (I'm pretty sure sour eel chips exist somewhere in Asia, I just haven't found them yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have some ideas for a graphic novel brewing in my brain, and as soon as I get my butt in gear, I'm going to start outlining the story start to finish, properly. I don't know about you guys but I'm excited :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be equal parts snarky humour, human introspection, and of course at it's core, a struggle for happiness following a series of dark and twisted events.&lt;br /&gt;VAGUE I'M SORRY BUT MY MIND IS MOVING FASTER THAN MY PENCIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-9048835156509646848?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/9048835156509646848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=9048835156509646848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/9048835156509646848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/9048835156509646848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/01/graphic-design-portfolio-take-1.html' title='Graphic Design Portfolio take 1'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTzItTv4nDI/AAAAAAAAAjI/AB2_OGHozWs/s72-c/olena_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6413504948752107131</id><published>2011-01-15T14:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:49:06.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There aren't very many pictures that I like too much of myself. But here are some that I do :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562501185042342034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5Wz0jYJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/C341q211Ghg/s320/sara%2Bparty%2B087.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocred: Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5WYsvYGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PgF7u3ua6_s/s1600/149180_10150309535665542_522705541_15625950_765672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562501177761816674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5WYsvYGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/PgF7u3ua6_s/s320/149180_10150309535665542_522705541_15625950_765672_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocred: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5WLtV8pI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cYbdx3JBTyE/s1600/74472_10150309528320542_522705541_15625792_1415266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562501174274683538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5WLtV8pI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cYbdx3JBTyE/s320/74472_10150309528320542_522705541_15625792_1415266_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocred: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5V1Ku8CI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5G7rjbMwyg/s1600/SO%2BNICE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562501168223940642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5V1Ku8CI/AAAAAAAAAiA/k5G7rjbMwyg/s320/SO%2BNICE.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocred: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5Vo9CMbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/CcpJTZInSoA/s1600/164560_10150372944040542_522705541_16739964_559918_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562501164945256882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5Vo9CMbI/AAAAAAAAAh4/CcpJTZInSoA/s320/164560_10150372944040542_522705541_16739964_559918_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photocred: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had more art to show, but sadly I have nothing scanned D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6413504948752107131?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6413504948752107131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6413504948752107131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6413504948752107131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6413504948752107131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-arent-very-many-pictures-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TTH5Wz0jYJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/C341q211Ghg/s72-c/sara%2Bparty%2B087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6004998890771886863</id><published>2011-01-01T13:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:11:01.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TR94TL0tgfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jtMZgysYYU4/s1600/olena_profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 169px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557292736185205234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TR94TL0tgfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jtMZgysYYU4/s320/olena_profile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, I got home at 4 am, after eating dessert at 3 in the morning, and played chess with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yuliya&lt;/span&gt;, both sides looking near-identical.&lt;br /&gt;After taking out my own knight in chess, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. green murdering &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mr&lt;/span&gt;. body with the candlestick and the rope in an undisclosed location, a 2 minute game of dominoes and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; lurking we decided to call it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year guys, 2010 was pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2011 is even better :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Len&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6004998890771886863?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6004998890771886863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6004998890771886863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6004998890771886863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6004998890771886863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TR94TL0tgfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jtMZgysYYU4/s72-c/olena_profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-407712565489397401</id><published>2010-12-19T22:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:56:10.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prints'/><title type='text'>Prints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJ0qZuFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nUpcgiUgrFw/s1600/olena_print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607556303173714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJ0qZuFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nUpcgiUgrFw/s320/olena_print.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base Print&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJgYL7vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/9jd0gznQyVc/s1600/olena_printbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607550858063602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJgYL7vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/9jd0gznQyVc/s320/olena_printbeauty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJABdWFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/c-_rLlGE81k/s1600/olena_printfuture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607542172801106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJABdWFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/c-_rLlGE81k/s320/olena_printfuture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish For the Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TIwfhiiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hmRWceuHYio/s1600/olena_printsoccom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607538003937826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TIwfhiiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hmRWceuHYio/s320/olena_printsoccom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TIcweviI/AAAAAAAAAhE/rU6UTdRzDIw/s1600/olena_printpostmodern%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552607532706348578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TIcweviI/AAAAAAAAAhE/rU6UTdRzDIw/s320/olena_printpostmodern%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postmodern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-407712565489397401?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/407712565489397401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=407712565489397401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/407712565489397401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/407712565489397401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/12/prints.html' title='Prints'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQ7TJ0qZuFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/nUpcgiUgrFw/s72-c/olena_print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-8369873953271402366</id><published>2010-12-08T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:04:07.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers craft'/><title type='text'>Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQBUkJSDyXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZxyNyIiH4k0/s1600/weird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548527720864139634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQBUkJSDyXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZxyNyIiH4k0/s320/weird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take absolutely no credit for the above work of genius, I've had it sitting on my computer for a few months now and don't remember the source. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the driving inspiration for my Narrative Non-Fiction short story thing that I ended up writing and re-writing and poking at for Writers Craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There Are People Like Me/There Are People Like You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who laugh too easily, talk too much, and dance like a wounded turtle with only three legs.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, who when they laugh light up a room, talk just enough to keep the world interested, and though I've never seen you dance, I'd bet it comes as easily to you as everything you dare to attempt.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, all razor sharp wit and precise lines, and a terrible secret fantasy that someone would draw me a curve and leave me confused, open, and breathless.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who rage over the smallest, most insignificant details and largest frustrations with the world, losing sleep over the fact that I can't change anything and never will.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, who I've never even seen mildly irritated, who take everything in stride, and so it goes, and so it goes, and so it goes.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who are addicted to words, who read text messages on the way home from school and grin like an idiot because maybe it reminded me of the million dollar smile you flashed me last Monday when I told you a particularly heinous joke.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, who handle my verbal sparring matches like a pro, matching me blow for blow and leave me frustrated at the fact that I just can't win.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, all shiny brown hair and long-lashed eyes, obscenely tall in heels and no, I wouldn't put on skinny jeans even if they paid me.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, so hopelessly striking that I wonder how I get any work done, ever and find myself drawing the same set of eyebrows, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who have had to work for everything they've ever achieved in life; who if they wanted something, left their blood, sweat and tears on the floor and got up for more – because I've got something to prove to any bastard that's ever told me to do girl push-ups instead.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, who've probably never had to try for anything in your life, who've always been so naturally talented that you assumed we were all the same way.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who are absolute garbage at articulating feelings and any emotion that matters and yet care so much. Selfish and self-absorbed, I sometimes wonder how I managed to keep any friends at all.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like you, who listen, if absolutely nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;There are people like me, who are terrified and petrified, so completely lost that I wonder how I ride the same bus home every single day and how,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so sure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-8369873953271402366?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/8369873953271402366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=8369873953271402366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8369873953271402366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8369873953271402366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/12/weird.html' title='Weird'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TQBUkJSDyXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZxyNyIiH4k0/s72-c/weird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2999662549923874582</id><published>2010-11-17T17:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:46:30.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>1 2 3</title><content type='html'>Here's a breakdown so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Art stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been drawing like a MANIAC. I honestly haven't been this productive in years, and yet I have nothing to show you. D:&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll scan some sketchbook pages and throw them up here eventually but not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn portfolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TORaWAc1ZKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Qyd0W68u2Uw/s1600/IMG_4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540652775697114274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TORaWAc1ZKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Qyd0W68u2Uw/s320/IMG_4297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Maori-inspired oil painting which turned out better than I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Harel Skaat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AiVEn6BkYx8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AiVEn6BkYx8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can listen to you FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Life's been... ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening out as of late.&lt;br /&gt;Which is nice, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comic is on indefinite hiatus. At least till I get into art school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2999662549923874582?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2999662549923874582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2999662549923874582' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2999662549923874582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2999662549923874582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-2-3.html' title='1 2 3'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TORaWAc1ZKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Qyd0W68u2Uw/s72-c/IMG_4297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5657525850721936904</id><published>2010-10-31T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T13:04:22.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn'/><title type='text'>Nipple licking goldfish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TM2g_iaJiYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wtMEdk5I8w4/s1600/inception.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534256530536892802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TM2g_iaJiYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wtMEdk5I8w4/s320/inception.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so today, i was sifting through my saved msn conversations and i realized that the file names are PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nipple licking goldfish"&lt;br /&gt;"inception homoerotica"&lt;br /&gt;"ace puberty"&lt;br /&gt;"my life is twilight"&lt;br /&gt;"your place or mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note, for the first time in a long time I woke up smiling today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5657525850721936904?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5657525850721936904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5657525850721936904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5657525850721936904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5657525850721936904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/10/nipple-licking-goldfish.html' title='Nipple licking goldfish'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TM2g_iaJiYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/wtMEdk5I8w4/s72-c/inception.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7481795104403380012</id><published>2010-10-24T16:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:44:50.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TKD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>In a nutshell</title><content type='html'>Alright so here's what's happened in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvpu9PLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uzA4EF8u4Js/s1600/68858_10150296098165370_523040369_15286768_2099206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531708689183751346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvpu9PLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uzA4EF8u4Js/s320/68858_10150296098165370_523040369_15286768_2099206_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished knitting this sonofabitch of a crab. Handed it in last week. &lt;br /&gt;PZrops to Veronica for the photo :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvVYAN5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/7BMC4n4Uiyg/s1600/IMG_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531708683718768530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvVYAN5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/7BMC4n4Uiyg/s320/IMG_4189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first ever TaeKwonDo Tournament yesterday, and got bronze in patterns and gold in sparring. &lt;br /&gt;NOT what I expected, but I think I did pretty well :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvFDoiVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/SLehwX7dGac/s1600/DSC02507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531708679338363218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvFDoiVI/AAAAAAAAAgU/SLehwX7dGac/s320/DSC02507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out what I'm wearing for the Awards Banquet at my school. I apparently got the Media Arts award (yay me? haha) and bought this top today. &lt;br /&gt;The skirt I found in the states for $10 this summer. &lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaaah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7481795104403380012?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7481795104403380012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7481795104403380012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7481795104403380012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7481795104403380012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-nutshell.html' title='In a nutshell'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TMSTvpu9PLI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uzA4EF8u4Js/s72-c/68858_10150296098165370_523040369_15286768_2099206_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2443697706640673646</id><published>2010-10-12T23:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:11:39.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raop'/><title type='text'>Today was a GREAT day.</title><content type='html'>GUESS WHAT CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY. GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLUilv9NknI/AAAAAAAAAgM/rKTpRtmeTLw/s1600/IMG_4179i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527362149590864498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLUilv9NknI/AAAAAAAAAgM/rKTpRtmeTLw/s320/IMG_4179i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aweeeee yeahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been experiencing RAOP (Random Acts of Poetry) lately. &lt;br /&gt;I blame writers craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2443697706640673646?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2443697706640673646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2443697706640673646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2443697706640673646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2443697706640673646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-was-great-day.html' title='Today was a GREAT day.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLUilv9NknI/AAAAAAAAAgM/rKTpRtmeTLw/s72-c/IMG_4179i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6664649738272370064</id><published>2010-10-09T16:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T16:32:43.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuit blanche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Modern</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;strong&gt;Nuit Blanche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDPs9UVzpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/d4kReJyT2R8/s1600/IMG_4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526145114064670354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDPs9UVzpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/d4kReJyT2R8/s320/IMG_4145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I may not be the biggest art geek in any respect, and modern art has never particularly been my cup of tea, but I LOVE Nuit Blanche, and this year it did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modern art reminds me of an Andy Warhol quote that my friend purchased a print of in New York City that I think went something like "Art is anything you can get away with". Feel free to correct me on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always weird, it's always cold, it's always liberating and giddy and ARTISTIC.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not always in all the right ways, but spending time with friends has never been a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Knitting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDQ1AGM6iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/69km-OSLhds/s1600/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526146351761254946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDQ1AGM6iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/69km-OSLhds/s320/IMG_4142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy knitting in any strict sense. But art class is forcing it on me and I've realized that hating it just makes it even more painful.&lt;br /&gt;My knitting is also lumpy and uneven and no amount of practice seems to be able to remedy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6664649738272370064?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6664649738272370064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6664649738272370064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6664649738272370064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6664649738272370064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/10/modern.html' title='Modern'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDPs9UVzpI/AAAAAAAAAfc/d4kReJyT2R8/s72-c/IMG_4145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5226162940026525559</id><published>2010-09-19T21:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:37:57.078-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes me think'/><title type='text'>Makes Me Think - MMT #10518</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://makesmethink.com/view/Sad/10518"&gt;Makes Me Think - MMT #10518&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what, deep down, we're all afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5226162940026525559?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5226162940026525559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5226162940026525559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5226162940026525559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5226162940026525559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/09/makes-me-think-mmt-10518.html' title='Makes Me Think - MMT #10518'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7789593510492660633</id><published>2010-09-15T20:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:42:17.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portfolio'/><title type='text'>Grade 8 portfolio</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I signed up for portfolio classes today and after the dirty looks from my old art teacher (who I kinda abandoned for 3 years whooooops D: ), I was instructed to bring in everything I've drawn in the past 3 years to see if 3 years of RAP program produced anything worth showing to potential art colleges/universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD THING I DRAW IN MY FREE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, I stumbled upon THESE in my picture files, and decided for shits and giggles, I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold. The majority of the grade 8 portfolio that got me into high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFmAXlkPZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/M5Ei7L5vaC0/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517303175023181202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFmAXlkPZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/M5Ei7L5vaC0/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still life on chair with clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFl_-BlKsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/TEAbGkddiPo/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517303168161360578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFl_-BlKsI/AAAAAAAAAfM/TEAbGkddiPo/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Portrait from mirror (PFFT YEAH RIGHT) with hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlOudcYcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DUU8wLmZUNc/s1600/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302322169668034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlOudcYcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DUU8wLmZUNc/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over and Over" using a red triangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlOcQUeCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WSGx_of5Lcg/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302317282785314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlOcQUeCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/WSGx_of5Lcg/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What goes on inside my head"&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF WAS I SMOKING I DON'T EVEN KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlN9nvLFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9gWicsceqdA/s1600/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302309059505234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlN9nvLFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9gWicsceqdA/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like this one. This was one of my choice pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlNnGO06I/AAAAAAAAAes/CZBEAZ55XVU/s1600/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302303013393314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlNnGO06I/AAAAAAAAAes/CZBEAZ55XVU/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLAGE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlNBDateI/AAAAAAAAAek/G1jsNAmS6f0/s1600/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302292801041890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFlNBDateI/AAAAAAAAAek/G1jsNAmS6f0/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone noticed how much I love still lives? Like actually? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP LAUGHING ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7789593510492660633?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7789593510492660633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7789593510492660633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7789593510492660633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7789593510492660633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/09/grade-8-portfolio.html' title='Grade 8 portfolio'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TJFmAXlkPZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/M5Ei7L5vaC0/s72-c/IMG_0626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6921805265097547081</id><published>2010-09-11T15:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T15:10:47.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Back to Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Oyv_R-DOnA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Oyv_R-DOnA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe man the lyrics. I can't get over them even after 4 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sound Of Pulling Heaven Down&lt;/strong&gt;/ &lt;em&gt;Blue October&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somewhere, far away from here&lt;br /&gt;I saw stars, stars that I could reach (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;It was a midnight, a silent twilight&lt;br /&gt;Fell down, beyond the ocean beach (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assemble all the sand that cover wedding beaches&lt;br /&gt;To build a castle so your mom would have a place to stay&lt;br /&gt;Behind the water slide and down the hill where heaven reaches&lt;br /&gt;Land and time is left to float away (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rest assured I have the key to every opening&lt;br /&gt;To every wishing well that's deep enough to dream (dream)&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you just how fascinating kissing is&lt;br /&gt;When earth collides with all the space between (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching farther than I ever have before&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;I may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;We may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I swear on everything I have and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never look behind you, spooky people bring you down&lt;br /&gt;The world is ending there's a party by the bay&lt;br /&gt;I'll wear my suit and tie when I am&lt;br /&gt;I am toasting to the way you put that smile upon my face (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill up the air balloon and ride with me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah hell is jealous of the rain (rain)&lt;br /&gt;Make love like time and space Is ending&lt;br /&gt;While befriending fate's alluring way of putting us to shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching farther than I ever have before&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;I may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;We may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I swear on everything I have and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the sound of pulling heaven down&lt;br /&gt;You brought the rain's romantic pour&lt;br /&gt;You make the sound&lt;br /&gt;You make the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of pulling heaven down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching farther than I ever have before&lt;br /&gt;(Tired of wasting time)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;(tired of wasting time)&lt;br /&gt;I may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;We may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I swear on everything I have and more&lt;br /&gt;(go go go go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching farther than I ever have before&lt;br /&gt;(Tired of wasting time)&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all who broke your heart upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;(Tired of wasting time)&lt;br /&gt;I may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;We may be some sort of crazy&lt;br /&gt;But I swear on everything I have and more&lt;br /&gt;(go go go go) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6921805265097547081?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6921805265097547081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6921805265097547081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6921805265097547081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6921805265097547081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2522230246548470004</id><published>2010-09-05T17:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T17:38:42.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>Romance Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TIQKTOrf-PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/D6MBcpDg2pE/s1600/olena_shade+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513543169282668786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TIQKTOrf-PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/D6MBcpDg2pE/s320/olena_shade+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not even sure what I want to say about this picture. It's been stewing in my sketchbook for a few weeks now, always in the back of my mind. I finally decided to scan it and fiddle around with it in Photoshop until it more or less ended up being something I'm halfway satisfied with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't draw a lot of nudes/half-nudes any which way you look at it. This isn't even mature content really. &lt;br /&gt;Not entirely sure why, since I greatly enjoy life drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make her less than perfect, but I still didn't go as far as I should have. She still looks a bit too cookie-cutter perfect for my liking. That irritates me to no end about my drawing. For all my fascination with quirks in appearances, and meeting that one amazing nose, fantastic jawline, or what have you, all my people look exactly the same. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improvement needs to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least if I have any hope of getting into art school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2522230246548470004?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2522230246548470004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2522230246548470004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2522230246548470004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2522230246548470004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/09/romance-is.html' title='Romance Is'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TIQKTOrf-PI/AAAAAAAAAeU/D6MBcpDg2pE/s72-c/olena_shade+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2215797391791123883</id><published>2010-08-12T21:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:14:22.468-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coraline'/><title type='text'>Inception take 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGs6nxz0YRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GpCJ1zu21JA/s1600/tom_hardy_eames_inception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506559424450552082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGs6nxz0YRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GpCJ1zu21JA/s320/tom_hardy_eames_inception.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so I went and saw Inception for the 3rd time today and it just gets better and better and better. I am getting that movie on DVD the second it hits shelves so I can watch it as many times as I want.&lt;br /&gt;I have SUCH a crush on Tom Hardy it's probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;border lining&lt;/span&gt; on creepy. (Those lips! THAT ACCENT~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGSZm4RGK2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/c0_qxhTLhQE/s1600/olena_saracard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504693537771760482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGSZm4RGK2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/c0_qxhTLhQE/s320/olena_saracard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my dear friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sarface's&lt;/span&gt; birthday a few days back and instead of drawing her some shirtless buff man, I gave up and resorted to territory I understand a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SIIIIIIGH&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day my grasp of male anatomy will be a step above "dubious".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGSZmhoPa9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/DrObvC2HthQ/s1600/olena_coraline+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504693531694820306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGSZmhoPa9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/DrObvC2HthQ/s320/olena_coraline+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I finally got around to reading Neil &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gaiman's&lt;/span&gt; "Coraline" after seeing the movie in 3D a while ago :]&lt;br /&gt;It was brilliant, as I have come to expect Neil &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gaiman&lt;/span&gt; to be. So I had to whip up some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fanart&lt;/span&gt;, of what might have happened if Coraline accepted the black button eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has been going along very well for me, and I hope I'll update soon with something more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;substantial&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2215797391791123883?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2215797391791123883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2215797391791123883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2215797391791123883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2215797391791123883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/08/inception-take-3.html' title='Inception take 3'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TGs6nxz0YRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GpCJ1zu21JA/s72-c/tom_hardy_eames_inception.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3395102172758423503</id><published>2010-07-22T13:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T13:33:54.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harel skaat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inception'/><title type='text'>2 Things</title><content type='html'>1. Inception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TEh997-_wuI/AAAAAAAAAds/-2N-tKzHuBE/s1600/inception-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496781848233100002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TEh997-_wuI/AAAAAAAAAds/-2N-tKzHuBE/s320/inception-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw Inception on Tuesday and goddamn the last thing that made me freak out that much was Avatar.&lt;br /&gt;VERY well done, and I absolutely loved the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being one of those movies that you need to stay awake and pay attention to every second or else you miss something. It was suspenseful, smart, funny in an offhand way and just SO INCREDIBLY GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how fantastic it was yet? If you haven't seen it, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU WAITING FOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Harel Skaat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TEh_bz-0XWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gtTudyHFEfk/s1600/Harel-Skaat-Milim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496783460992572770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TEh_bz-0XWI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gtTudyHFEfk/s320/Harel-Skaat-Milim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29? Really? You lie Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for music in languages I can't understand has inevitably led me to Hebrew. It is an absolutely gorgeous language and I can't for the life of me stop listening to Mr. Skaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard him on Eurovision and still firmly believe that he should have won. Best male soloist on that stage by FAR.&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't about the eternally entertaining political game that is Eurovision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GelsXCyV5Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GelsXCyV5Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I have tried to sing along to this. I'm just not meant to attempt Hebrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3395102172758423503?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3395102172758423503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3395102172758423503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3395102172758423503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3395102172758423503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-things.html' title='2 Things'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TEh997-_wuI/AAAAAAAAAds/-2N-tKzHuBE/s72-c/inception-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6401985452088105730</id><published>2010-07-22T13:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:13:32.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>What's the best place near you to get a drink?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't have the slightest idea. I probably should, but I never really made it my mission to figure this out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/lennlish?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6401985452088105730?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6401985452088105730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6401985452088105730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6401985452088105730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6401985452088105730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-best-place-near-you-to-get-drink.html' title='What&amp;#39;s the best place near you to get a drink?'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7288043961659916049</id><published>2010-07-15T12:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T12:12:30.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TKD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>17th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never post these things on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YEAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my birthday came and went, and I could not have asked for anything better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The entire week was fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought my face would crack from smiling so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I digress,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8th was spent watching television (because I can hahahah) and then I made my way to TKD. Which was the highlight of my day, hands DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these kids so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yXjNqT6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/BgTcP2W0rPc/s1600/IMG_4094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494165450586214306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yXjNqT6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/BgTcP2W0rPc/s320/IMG_4094.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream team, minus a few people who didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;There were some pictures when the shirts came off, but Hellen hasn't posted those up yet. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494165446265808466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yXTHmJlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/4JV5KEoAE-0/s320/IMG_4120.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;AND HERE'S THE LOOT LOL.&lt;br /&gt;All, or most of the stuff I got for my birthday. Which includes all the stuff shown above as well as jewellery, and probably some other things I forgot when taking the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to say but I think it'll all be redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GUYS &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yW0H4jDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/m5SQBr_wqOQ/s1600/IMG_4121.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494165437945515058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yW0H4jDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/m5SQBr_wqOQ/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And clothes. I got a lot of clothes. And a new purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like stripes.&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7288043961659916049?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7288043961659916049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7288043961659916049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7288043961659916049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7288043961659916049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/17th-birthday.html' title='17th Birthday'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8yXjNqT6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/BgTcP2W0rPc/s72-c/IMG_4094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-8070611839291214709</id><published>2010-07-15T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:03:29.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watkins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mucha'/><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8wKWROW9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/683M_O3eJCQ/s1600/olena_nouveau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494163024749943762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8wKWROW9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/683M_O3eJCQ/s320/olena_nouveau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got home at around 7:30 pm yesterday from our 3-day camping excursion, which is actually a perfectly long time for me. I'm not much of a camper.&lt;br /&gt;I obviously had to finish drawing the Mucha I started, kudos to the amazing marker paper that Ana got me for my birthday :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did have to conclude that Watkins Glen State Park, New York, is absolutely gorgeous. The Olympic sized pool was nice as well. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v5bjtW6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/jJK97m1A-mk/s1600/IMG_4098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494162734111873954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v5bjtW6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/jJK97m1A-mk/s320/IMG_4098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v5NR7xYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/GP43BRcR_Ks/s1600/IMG_4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494162730279224706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v5NR7xYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/GP43BRcR_Ks/s320/IMG_4114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v4tGeDEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ec_iEfqvt0w/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494162721641204802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v4tGeDEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ec_iEfqvt0w/s320/IMG_4117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v4MuoWxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZBA0n0jplA4/s1600/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494162712951282450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v4MuoWxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ZBA0n0jplA4/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo, while dark, also mistakenly shows me as though I have some sort of arm definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v3clNx8I/AAAAAAAAAck/3wIuan0HoVg/s1600/IMG_4099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494162700026890178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8v3clNx8I/AAAAAAAAAck/3wIuan0HoVg/s320/IMG_4099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart shaped pool was cute :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Birthday pictures will be up soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-8070611839291214709?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/8070611839291214709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=8070611839291214709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8070611839291214709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8070611839291214709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TD8wKWROW9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/683M_O3eJCQ/s72-c/olena_nouveau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5657173312424232307</id><published>2010-07-11T00:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:41:13.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Post-Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="233"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11414505&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11414505&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="233"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11414505"&gt;STEPHEN FRY: WHAT I WISH I'D KNOWN WHEN I WAS 18&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3419751"&gt;Peter Samuelson&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely brilliant and well worth a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to move into being 17. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5657173312424232307?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5657173312424232307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5657173312424232307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5657173312424232307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5657173312424232307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/post-bday.html' title='Post-Bday'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2313175243637734927</id><published>2010-07-06T23:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:39:14.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearts'/><title type='text'>8 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TDPy1zIk8WI/AAAAAAAAAcc/w4Nwlo5E9dg/s1600/olena_jarofhearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490999376767938914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TDPy1zIk8WI/AAAAAAAAAcc/w4Nwlo5E9dg/s320/olena_jarofhearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A birthday gift for one of my best friends, who's birthday is two days after mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged on devART for this a while back but never got around to doing it, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 things you probably don't know about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. I am super super close with my mom. How much I talk to her is probably comparable with how much I talk to my girlfriends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a weakness towards the following foods: canned peach halves in syrup, brie cheese, Fuji apples, gummy bears, milk chocolate, The Crescendo Deluxe pizza, rainbow tortellini, and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I was raised listening to Pugacheva, Kirkorov, Gazmanov, Mashina Vremeni, Serduchka, Malinin, Shufutinsky, Lyube, and the like. I'm a bit behind the times when it comes to English music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have two very prominent birthmarks, one on the right side of where my neck meets my shoulder, and one on my upper inner thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Water is my favourite drink. Closely followed by root beer and Nestea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When I get a new CD I listen to it 50 times or so non-stop before getting a little bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When putting on pants, I always put my right leg through first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Semicolons are my favourite form of punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2313175243637734927?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2313175243637734927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2313175243637734927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2313175243637734927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2313175243637734927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-things.html' title='8 things'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TDPy1zIk8WI/AAAAAAAAAcc/w4Nwlo5E9dg/s72-c/olena_jarofhearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1655096658520336063</id><published>2010-07-01T17:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T17:37:18.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TC0IVmIdzGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gPOlPlHVZMw/s1600/olena_ish+fizzies+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489052687940832354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TC0IVmIdzGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gPOlPlHVZMw/s320/olena_ish+fizzies+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My final studio exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely satisfied with this because I would have much rather done it either digitally or in a mix of ink and watercolour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL'S OVER. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;HA. SUCK IT GRADE 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was very productive, but mostly exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;I finished this semester with the highest average that I've had since starting high school, 90.5, which is amazing for me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;My major ended up bringing my entire mark down, but this whole dropping your lowest mark business will probably remedy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also helped out at TKD both as a favour for Master Ko and for my remaining 4.5 volunteer hours XD&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a ton of fun.&lt;br /&gt;As fun as 3.5 hours without AC can be anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1655096658520336063?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1655096658520336063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1655096658520336063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1655096658520336063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1655096658520336063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/07/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s out!'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TC0IVmIdzGI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gPOlPlHVZMw/s72-c/olena_ish+fizzies+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7449149902179465961</id><published>2010-06-27T22:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T22:33:03.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='equation'/><title type='text'>Equation of a Sewing Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIU4IvIcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tNHbwBy2tEU/s1600/IMG_4075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487645300710384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIU4IvIcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tNHbwBy2tEU/s320/IMG_4075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three parts cheap fabric you find on sale at Fabric Land eye-searingly rendered in sketchy quality flash photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIUQQQcwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/n9GPhoMGMKQ/s1600/IMG_4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487645290004509442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIUQQQcwI/AAAAAAAAAcE/n9GPhoMGMKQ/s320/IMG_4079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One part interfacing, a pinch of pins, a dash on needles, and fabric scissors to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIUHtL99I/AAAAAAAAAb8/J5owBTdp08U/s1600/IMG_4080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487645287709931474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIUHtL99I/AAAAAAAAAb8/J5owBTdp08U/s320/IMG_4080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3/4 cups full of planning and measuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgITlSfZjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/n_Cydxb4QSo/s1600/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487645278471153202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgITlSfZjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/n_Cydxb4QSo/s320/IMG_4083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice with cheapo fabric on sale at Fabric Land that will one day be transformed into a summer dress. Fabric should be a middle ground between the above photograph, with flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgITLz32kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/nkbV_fJrTtM/s1600/IMG_4084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487645271631845954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgITLz32kI/AAAAAAAAAbs/nkbV_fJrTtM/s320/IMG_4084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or this one without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are enjoying your summer, because I know I am :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7449149902179465961?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7449149902179465961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7449149902179465961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7449149902179465961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7449149902179465961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/06/equation-of-sewing-project.html' title='Equation of a Sewing Project'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TCgIU4IvIcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tNHbwBy2tEU/s72-c/IMG_4075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5625010070579206923</id><published>2010-06-26T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T18:53:38.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Billion Secrets - FMS #105572</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sixbillionsecrets.com/view/Secrets/105572"&gt;Six Billion Secrets - FMS #105572&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This literally almost brought me to tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5625010070579206923?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sixbillionsecrets.com/view/Secrets/105572' title='Six Billion Secrets - FMS #105572'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5625010070579206923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5625010070579206923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5625010070579206923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5625010070579206923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/06/six-billion-secrets-fms-105572.html' title='Six Billion Secrets - FMS #105572'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2070167763448873921</id><published>2010-06-20T22:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T22:59:19.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>TV Fanart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been on a "drawing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fanart&lt;/span&gt; instead of studying for exams" kick lately, maybe because this semester has given me little to no opportunities for art for ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's what I got so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TB7VAVYCD4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/fDxcjx8VdYQ/s1600/olena_parting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485055597898502018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TB7VAVYCD4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/fDxcjx8VdYQ/s320/olena_parting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A sketch that needs some work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TB7U_5h36SI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7AVC6V_tmk8/s1600/olena_ingridsam+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485055590423587106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TB7U_5h36SI/AAAAAAAAAbc/7AVC6V_tmk8/s320/olena_ingridsam+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fillmore!'s Ingrid Third (left) and Danny Phantom's Sam Manson (right). Because I miss the days where television didn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2070167763448873921?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2070167763448873921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2070167763448873921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2070167763448873921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2070167763448873921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/06/tv-fanart.html' title='TV Fanart'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TB7VAVYCD4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/fDxcjx8VdYQ/s72-c/olena_parting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6484554562999682894</id><published>2010-06-09T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:36:36.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Ish Fizzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TBBPbGnS1RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xQBKmVEpkR4/s1600/olena_ishfizzes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480968073560380690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TBBPbGnS1RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xQBKmVEpkR4/s320/olena_ishfizzes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TBBPa45D2VI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_2EeqhpVYRQ/s1600/olena_ishfizzes+tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480968069876799826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TBBPa45D2VI/AAAAAAAAAbM/_2EeqhpVYRQ/s320/olena_ishfizzes+tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art studio exam outlines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6484554562999682894?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6484554562999682894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6484554562999682894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6484554562999682894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6484554562999682894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/06/ish-fizzies.html' title='Ish Fizzies'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TBBPbGnS1RI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xQBKmVEpkR4/s72-c/olena_ishfizzes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1220802717999171475</id><published>2010-05-26T14:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:41:45.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><title type='text'>English Class Update</title><content type='html'>I have 25 minutes left of English class in which I am supposed to write a story that is both profoundly moral and not scandalous or personal enough to offend anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to say, but all the lessons I learned in life came from experiences that I do not want to share with my U English class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised that my blog isn't blocked on the school computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hot as hell today.&lt;br /&gt;But it could be a lot worse I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Last week at TKD almost made me forget what it felt like NOT to drown in your own sweat. And other people's. *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw "How to Train Your Dragon" last weekend, and it was single-handedly the most adorable thing ever. And I own a 9 month old kitten.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;The entire audience was "AWWWWWW"ing basically every single time Toothless came on screen. I LOVE how catlike they made him.&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending most of my time lurking old songs from my childhood on YouTube. I'll link some when I get home I guess :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go back to writing my stupid-ass photostory on the time I locked my cat in the fridge by accident and almost scared myself half to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1220802717999171475?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1220802717999171475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1220802717999171475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1220802717999171475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1220802717999171475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/05/english-class-update.html' title='English Class Update'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4544917740723888415</id><published>2010-05-21T17:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:43:39.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nouveau</title><content type='html'>I needed to link because words do not express how hard I love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/submission/274212/Smart_Nouveau?streetteam=EmmyCic"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT WANT WAAAAAAAAAAAANT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4544917740723888415?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4544917740723888415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4544917740723888415' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4544917740723888415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4544917740723888415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/05/nouveau.html' title='Nouveau'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1385086332808087678</id><published>2010-05-09T19:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:34:49.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eurovision'/><title type='text'>May Madness</title><content type='html'>2/6 projects done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be as fun as a stomach infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGlKLUujURk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGlKLUujURk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Diges, I can listen to you all day, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1385086332808087678?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1385086332808087678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1385086332808087678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1385086332808087678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1385086332808087678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-madness.html' title='May Madness'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2541998524787631110</id><published>2010-04-11T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:19:57.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Law courtroom sketches and wips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S8JK0OdPFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IPnjuXXn0Gk/s1600/olena_wip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459007959420835506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S8JK0OdPFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IPnjuXXn0Gk/s320/olena_wip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S8JKzww3R8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Cb6YUd-TPps/s1600/law_cscompiled+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459007951450097602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S8JKzww3R8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Cb6YUd-TPps/s320/law_cscompiled+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2541998524787631110?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2541998524787631110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2541998524787631110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2541998524787631110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2541998524787631110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/04/law-courtroom-sketches-and-wips.html' title='Law courtroom sketches and wips'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S8JK0OdPFrI/AAAAAAAAAbE/IPnjuXXn0Gk/s72-c/olena_wip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2327461040454932502</id><published>2010-03-21T17:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:46:23.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art fashion homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pants'/><title type='text'>PANTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Behold! What I have accomplished over the march break:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQbOXG_CI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6T1k7ojyPSA/s1600-h/IMG_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451203196364454946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQbOXG_CI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6T1k7ojyPSA/s320/IMG_3050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pants! Handmade, from scratch. And by scratch, I mean upholstery fabric I yoinked from my art teacher and my blood sweat and tears over the better part of a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQap3O3rI/AAAAAAAAAas/IDtyPaml1s8/s1600-h/IMG_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451203186567077554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQap3O3rI/AAAAAAAAAas/IDtyPaml1s8/s320/IMG_3045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were supposed to be made to fit me, and they do :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQBSrCP4I/AAAAAAAAAak/a9L1VEvVHYI/s1600-h/IMG_3048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451202750845173634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQBSrCP4I/AAAAAAAAAak/a9L1VEvVHYI/s320/IMG_3048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More angles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQBEyLmWI/AAAAAAAAAac/TJUdFpkeluk/s1600-h/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451202747117050210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQBEyLmWI/AAAAAAAAAac/TJUdFpkeluk/s320/IMG_3046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neat seams! (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQA5aXzpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fC7XNV83n98/s1600-h/IMG_3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451202744064396946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQA5aXzpI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fC7XNV83n98/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My workstation. The clean version of it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQAX5BJGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xKEzOQ60Gr0/s1600-h/IMG_3051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451202735066129506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQAX5BJGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/xKEzOQ60Gr0/s320/IMG_3051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A close up of the fabric, that is an off-white suede-y couch fabric haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aP_9JLDSI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cNuS1Uf9Vac/s1600-h/IMG_3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451202727886130466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aP_9JLDSI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cNuS1Uf9Vac/s320/IMG_3052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And more fabric that I got from Fabricland yesterday that i shall sew myself things with when I have the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2327461040454932502?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2327461040454932502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2327461040454932502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2327461040454932502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2327461040454932502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/03/pants.html' title='PANTS'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S6aQbOXG_CI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6T1k7ojyPSA/s72-c/IMG_3050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4633861640951752809</id><published>2010-03-10T19:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:33:16.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I have something to admit to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually Russian.&lt;br /&gt;Disregarding the fact that I was born in Ukraine, my parents were born in Ukraine, my parents' parents were born in Ukraine etc.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking Russian makes me Russian just as speaking Chinese would make me Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;And even IF I was from THE Ukraine, that's basically Russian, right? I mean come on, who the hell cares. Chinese, Korean, same difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an Eastern European, I am associated with the &lt;strong&gt;KGB&lt;/strong&gt;, was at some point best friends with &lt;strong&gt;Stalin,&lt;/strong&gt; am an &lt;strong&gt;alcoholic&lt;/strong&gt;, believe in a &lt;strong&gt;communist&lt;/strong&gt; utopia, and will obviously grow up to be a &lt;strong&gt;mail-order bride&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once being an immigrant, I obviously aim to steal your jobs and live on welfare for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;By not Anglicizing my name, I obviously am a terrorist that hates the government of the country I moved to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably going to be an unemployed slacker in the future, as I am planning to go into art. As every knows, there is no respectable living to be made doing what you like to. My contribution to society will therefore be useless since I am not immersing myself in a profession that is more suitable for an honour-roll student.&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously set to waste my potential by not becoming a doctor, a lawyer or an accountant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4633861640951752809?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4633861640951752809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4633861640951752809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4633861640951752809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4633861640951752809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/03/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4798505991513280498</id><published>2010-03-01T16:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T16:56:05.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art fashion homework'/><title type='text'>Art Fashion Assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3hwYnfII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Tl9IypZW43E/s1600-h/olena_fashion_daywear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787102647450754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3hwYnfII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Tl9IypZW43E/s320/olena_fashion_daywear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daywear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3hrXOkYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PscJ4Rn7feA/s1600-h/olena_fashion_eveningwear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787101299446146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3hrXOkYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PscJ4Rn7feA/s320/olena_fashion_eveningwear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eveningwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3g-b9UHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0YNgWYTcssc/s1600-h/olena_fashion_skate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787089239691378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3g-b9UHI/AAAAAAAAAZs/0YNgWYTcssc/s320/olena_fashion_skate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skate-wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3gm9HpeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6BMTbl2j7Xk/s1600-h/olena_fashion_shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787082936329698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3gm9HpeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/6BMTbl2j7Xk/s320/olena_fashion_shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite pair of shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4798505991513280498?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4798505991513280498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4798505991513280498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4798505991513280498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4798505991513280498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-fashion-assignment.html' title='Art Fashion Assignment'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4w3hwYnfII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Tl9IypZW43E/s72-c/olena_fashion_daywear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4211539762292868859</id><published>2010-02-21T21:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:49:57.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art fashion homework'/><title type='text'>Fashion rough sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so begin my tentative forays into the world of fashion design. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because art class said it must be so, here are my half-baked and half-accurate rough sketches for an upcoming project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apologies for shitty camera pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwMPd7q0I/AAAAAAAAAZc/lADxkGfOSfM/s1600-h/IMG_3009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440893917941443394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwMPd7q0I/AAAAAAAAAZc/lADxkGfOSfM/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwLznSzaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gAbca1c6JB4/s1600-h/IMG_3010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440893910464515490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwLznSzaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gAbca1c6JB4/s320/IMG_3010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwJhzm-yI/AAAAAAAAAZM/j7eJps_FeqA/s1600-h/IMG_3012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440893871324592930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwJhzm-yI/AAAAAAAAAZM/j7eJps_FeqA/s320/IMG_3012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwHBBtiWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lhcJnBDLM1w/s1600-h/IMG_3014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440893828165634402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwHBBtiWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lhcJnBDLM1w/s320/IMG_3014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4211539762292868859?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4211539762292868859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4211539762292868859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4211539762292868859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4211539762292868859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-rough-sketches.html' title='Fashion rough sketches'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S4HwMPd7q0I/AAAAAAAAAZc/lADxkGfOSfM/s72-c/IMG_3009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6244867325581905624</id><published>2010-02-04T17:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:26:04.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life exams'/><title type='text'>studio exam details</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIy6d4FFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YFJBqvxXDII/s1600-h/olena_examty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434517414877860946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIy6d4FFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YFJBqvxXDII/s320/olena_examty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIyV5vYpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/m3R553GNFjM/s1600-h/olena_examau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434517405062619794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIyV5vYpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/m3R553GNFjM/s320/olena_examau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIx8vIT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ogxIK1z7-XA/s1600-h/olena_exambe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434517398307229666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIx8vIT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/ogxIK1z7-XA/s320/olena_exambe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIxcFoMgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hhRy-sV1sTg/s1600-h/olena_examhorvacrenart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434517389543223810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIxcFoMgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/hhRy-sV1sTg/s320/olena_examhorvacrenart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHtClOxGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/SsH6dTEzweo/s1600-h/olena_examhorvacsoccom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434516214465348706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHtClOxGI/AAAAAAAAAYc/SsH6dTEzweo/s320/olena_examhorvacsoccom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHr2hXLnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/mkqFoPAx8zU/s1600-h/olena_examdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434516194048028274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHr2hXLnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/mkqFoPAx8zU/s320/olena_examdress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHrbLiGzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AojiYATYnck/s1600-h/olena_examartnouveau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434516186708712242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHrbLiGzI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AojiYATYnck/s320/olena_examartnouveau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHqtCFbyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TKDTFqOCCME/s1600-h/olena_examcover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434516174321053474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tHqtCFbyI/AAAAAAAAAX8/TKDTFqOCCME/s320/olena_examcover1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6244867325581905624?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6244867325581905624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6244867325581905624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6244867325581905624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6244867325581905624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/02/studio-exam-details.html' title='studio exam details'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2tIy6d4FFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/YFJBqvxXDII/s72-c/olena_examty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-8850104322776733395</id><published>2010-02-01T21:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:04:30.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia music'/><title type='text'>Feels like Insomnia</title><content type='html'>I'm turning into some kind of insomniac.&lt;br /&gt;And every time I visit my homepage, I'm reminded of that fact LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys ever have those days where you're tired, yet all you end up doing is lying in bed staring at the ceiling, tossing and turning until 4 am?&lt;br /&gt;It's not even the amount of sleep I get that bothers me, it's more the time that I COULD have spent sleeping was instead spent thinking over complete nonsense and worrying about trivial things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, you're so profoundly tired that you sleep like you're dead? And the whole cycle starts aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep why must you elude meeeee. I love youuuuuuu D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find lately I'm listening to music that i was into 3-4 years ago. Every song brings back memories of what I was like back then.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if that should scare me or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember trying harder when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;Now I kind of wonder what the point is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being completely and totally clueless and that hasn't really changed much to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the comic updates regularly. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-8850104322776733395?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/8850104322776733395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=8850104322776733395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8850104322776733395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8850104322776733395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/02/feels-like-insomnia.html' title='Feels like Insomnia'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1921407172258705766</id><published>2010-01-29T00:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:17:44.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school life exams'/><title type='text'>Hibernation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2JuZ11JK2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/hCuGjTWq9gA/s1600-h/bcm_exams+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432025490788002658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2JuZ11JK2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/hCuGjTWq9gA/s320/bcm_exams+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever had it where you don't like someone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you know you don't like them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like YOU KNOW you don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know it almost as much as you know your hair is brown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then you start doubting your hair colour? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. EXAMS ARE OVER WHOO. Time to hibernate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1921407172258705766?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1921407172258705766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1921407172258705766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1921407172258705766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1921407172258705766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/01/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S2JuZ11JK2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/hCuGjTWq9gA/s72-c/bcm_exams+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7759269644747848652</id><published>2010-01-15T11:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:03:56.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just realized how much I seriously hate graphing. Some things I dislike, like gym class. Some things piss me off, like teen suicide. Some things I hate, like cooked carrots. BUT GRAPHING. GRAPHING needs a category of it's own just so I can fully express my violent homicidal hate towards it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait till the end of math class &gt;_&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some stills of our documentary/Art Attack Mockery from media arts. I like how it turned out and I may upload it this weekend :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfp98gBvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mjKj7OzOR9E/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfp98gBvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mjKj7OzOR9E/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427013094333220594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfphq343I/AAAAAAAAAXk/-6EgDOtQX74/s1600-h/Picture+2i.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfphq343I/AAAAAAAAAXk/-6EgDOtQX74/s320/Picture+2i.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427013086743094130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1CfpAoaEtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FW278FlCRnU/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1CfpAoaEtI/AAAAAAAAAXc/FW278FlCRnU/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427013077874381522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfo05WG1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZyHNSVH91Z4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfo05WG1I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZyHNSVH91Z4/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427013074724199250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7759269644747848652?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7759269644747848652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7759269644747848652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7759269644747848652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7759269644747848652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-realized-how-much-i-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S1Cfp98gBvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mjKj7OzOR9E/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5814323469622320707</id><published>2010-01-10T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:35:25.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0p_UKLYUTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/VpJ0Bdk9iFs/s1600-h/OLENA%27S+GUY+TOY+033i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425288685427380530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0p_UKLYUTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/VpJ0Bdk9iFs/s320/OLENA%27S+GUY+TOY+033i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new boyfriend. LOL. I like him for his personality, obviously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0p_T0TBftI/AAAAAAAAAXE/1FJzxE-593c/s1600-h/olena_matchbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425288679553859282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0p_T0TBftI/AAAAAAAAAXE/1FJzxE-593c/s320/olena_matchbook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My matchbook jewellery project, a necklace and earrings made from matches, matchbook covers, and wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I started my first NLS class today, and I'm pretty excited for it. 5 hours of swimming is kind of hardcore and I will never get the water out of my ears, that I am sure of. I'm in chlorine so often lately that I literally sweat it. Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But my class seems alright. The people seem laid back and everyone's got a sense of humour. Which is I guess necessary when you're touching complete strangers. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss the break :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basket Case Menagerie has been updating regularly lately, so you guys should go check out the link on the sidebar on your right if you haven't already :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5814323469622320707?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5814323469622320707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5814323469622320707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5814323469622320707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5814323469622320707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0p_UKLYUTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/VpJ0Bdk9iFs/s72-c/OLENA%27S+GUY+TOY+033i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1775880475512571810</id><published>2010-01-03T20:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:50:44.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Torchwood back to school movies'/><title type='text'>2010, movies, and my two week break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0FEUMS3W-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/WnGnsH-PUK8/s1600-h/olena_russianroulette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422690540019211234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0FEUMS3W-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/WnGnsH-PUK8/s320/olena_russianroulette.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well well, tomorrow it's back to school, and I must say, other than the art, I got barely anything accomplished this break XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ate like CRAZY. My family makes so much food around the holidays that we have another 2 weeks of eating leftovers XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT ON TO THE MOVIES I WATCHED. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So basically starting at the beginning of December, I've went to see &lt;strong&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/strong&gt;, which was AH-MA-ZING. End of story. &lt;strong&gt;New Moon&lt;/strong&gt;, which is only worth watching for Taylor Lautner. That's it. And maybe for the comedic value. &lt;strong&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/strong&gt; I watched on Christmas Day and I loved it. My parents were like "LOL WTF" at the fact that they made it into an action flick, but I enjoyed it quite a bit. I re-watched &lt;strong&gt;Amelie&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;National Treasure 2&lt;/strong&gt; as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got around to watching &lt;strong&gt;Torchwood: Children of Earth&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday/half of today. And wow. Just wow. A part of me is glad that I've sat through more than 5 hours straight of it, and a part of me is so so SO disappointed at the ending. I almost cried (Iantoooooo ;_; ). Sara can vouch for the fact that I spent quite a bit of time yelling at the screen like it would change anything. IT WAS SUCH A GREAT 5 OR MORE HOURS. If you guys ever get the chance to watch it, (it's on YouTube) do yourself a favour and do it. It was amazing. No movie/series has ever made me think and be remarkably angry while thinking. And then laugh like crazy and yell at the screen. It. gave. me. shivers. Wow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll shut up for now and pack my stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1775880475512571810?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1775880475512571810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1775880475512571810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1775880475512571810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1775880475512571810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-movies-and-my-two-week-break.html' title='2010, movies, and my two week break.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/S0FEUMS3W-I/AAAAAAAAAW8/WnGnsH-PUK8/s72-c/olena_russianroulette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2691831508203027117</id><published>2009-12-29T17:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:13:57.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acrylic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't tend to paint much in acrylic, so I decided to change that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-o9BT_aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/wupoyPzmLO8/s1600-h/olena_landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784343533747618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-o9BT_aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/wupoyPzmLO8/s320/olena_landscape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landscape assignment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-ocaAjMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/W_w5SfQ1HkQ/s1600-h/olena_lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784334778961090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-ocaAjMI/AAAAAAAAAWs/W_w5SfQ1HkQ/s320/olena_lily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Old as hell flower painting assignment that now hangs in my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-nxCVAHI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7ouRigRu10Y/s1600-h/olena_wip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420784323136913522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-nxCVAHI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7ouRigRu10Y/s320/olena_wip.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my latest attempt at acrylic painting and I can't decide whether I like it or it seriously disturbs me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2691831508203027117?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2691831508203027117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2691831508203027117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2691831508203027117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2691831508203027117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/12/acrylic.html' title='Acrylic'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Szp-o9BT_aI/AAAAAAAAAW0/wupoyPzmLO8/s72-c/olena_landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-8776659501531830321</id><published>2009-12-23T17:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:46:07.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a bit delayed in expressing my joy in finally being free of school, but as my dad likes to quote, "Better late than never". So here's some art. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKcFV_oCuI/AAAAAAAAAWc/2Pl_nofMkT8/s1600-h/olena_atcmany2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418564917297416930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKcFV_oCuI/AAAAAAAAAWc/2Pl_nofMkT8/s320/olena_atcmany2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More ATCs. Left to right: acrylic, pencil crayon, watercolour &amp;amp; ink. Lyrics belong to the Beatles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbz-NXugI/AAAAAAAAAWU/S2w50MnBL00/s1600-h/olena_balloons+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418564618854840834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbz-NXugI/AAAAAAAAAWU/S2w50MnBL00/s320/olena_balloons+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally more ROP art! My assignment for "Gas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbzaq3IBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iDYXag2QhjA/s1600-h/rop_siennadress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418564609314856978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbzaq3IBI/AAAAAAAAAWM/iDYXag2QhjA/s320/rop_siennadress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those roses took me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbzP6_XbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ga-fApc7oiU/s1600-h/olena_bluebells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418564606429715890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKbzP6_XbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ga-fApc7oiU/s320/olena_bluebells.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An experiment with new Tria markers that I threw together for my friend because one of her Christmas presents is a picture frame and the generic couple that come with the picture frame were creeping me out.&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, this break is off to a GREAT start. &lt;p&gt;And by great I mean I'm having loads of fun and it's only gonna get better from here on out. I shall update with details as soon as I'm able to type coherently.&lt;br /&gt;I hope your holidays are going well!&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-8776659501531830321?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/8776659501531830321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=8776659501531830321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8776659501531830321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8776659501531830321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SzKcFV_oCuI/AAAAAAAAAWc/2Pl_nofMkT8/s72-c/olena_atcmany2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5861810325609572095</id><published>2009-12-08T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:10:43.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art school darth vader'/><title type='text'>More School Artwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sx8EUEnKeLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_fjQZrxKjkA/s1600-h/olena_atcmany+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413050020004526258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sx8EUEnKeLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_fjQZrxKjkA/s320/olena_atcmany+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few of the Artist Trading Cards I made for charity. The bottom two are envelope designs :] Art nouveau inspired like WHOA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sx8EThSKpAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/tKNal3zOck8/s1600-h/olena_statesmatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413050010521216002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sx8EThSKpAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/tKNal3zOck8/s320/olena_statesmatter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;States of Matter title pages. Left to right: Solid, Liquid, Gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been posting much personal art, but then again, I haven't been making much (aka ANY). Apparently senior visual arts means that you have no life outside of drawing at ALL. One part of me really doesn't mind, and one part realizes that my creativity will soon sap out if not vanish completely. Which would be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little blast from the past a few weeks back and god this thing is damn catchy STILL: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DmcCiLAel2I"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much has been happening as of late except for the fact that I basically lost my voice and now sound like Darth Vader going through puberty. Not fun times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Lenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5861810325609572095?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5861810325609572095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5861810325609572095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5861810325609572095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5861810325609572095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-school-artwork.html' title='More School Artwork'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sx8EUEnKeLI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_fjQZrxKjkA/s72-c/olena_atcmany+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4133341876829130700</id><published>2009-11-29T13:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:04:42.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress art homework'/><title type='text'>For fuck's sake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have too much homework to do today, so the most obvious choice is to update the ol' blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so sick and tired of so many things. I want more time to sleep. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not even worried about the physics lab/math assignment/sketchbook progress work/art trading cards/art history essay that needs to get done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least, that doesn't worry me as much as learning how to walk in heels in a week. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm already basically 6' tall, what in the name of fuck do I need heels for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read somewhere that high heels are man's invention to make it more difficult for us to run away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can not agree more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah and after spending all of yesterday shopping, I finally found a dress. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxLDPCp1VFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WpIKIzkqLQg/s1600/red+dress+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409600765603173458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxLDPCp1VFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WpIKIzkqLQg/s320/red+dress+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah I didn't expect it from myself either. O_O;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I do like it a lot. If I was more of a dress person I'd make myself more excuses to wear it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4133341876829130700?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4133341876829130700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4133341876829130700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4133341876829130700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4133341876829130700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-fucks-sake.html' title='For fuck&apos;s sake.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxLDPCp1VFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WpIKIzkqLQg/s72-c/red+dress+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1582011554598598974</id><published>2009-11-27T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:55:02.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art lenny'/><title type='text'>Art Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Media Arts set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP-Nwu54I/AAAAAAAAAVg/EcdZ0mZ_06Q/s1600/olena_mediaset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408981451480688514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP-Nwu54I/AAAAAAAAAVg/EcdZ0mZ_06Q/s320/olena_mediaset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To anyone who says I don't draw realism, SUCK ON THAT. Still Life Narrative Assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP9o7EmtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rVNlgcHXLnw/s1600/olena_still+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408981441591941842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP9o7EmtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rVNlgcHXLnw/s320/olena_still+life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tequila sunrise~ Art Sketchbook assignment "Liquids"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408981430747103202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP9Ahdf-I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ICiXmxJpxzU/s320/olena_liquids+full.jpg" /&gt;My two paper prayers this year for the topic "Responsibility". Cross stitching a fetus? Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP8t8gFRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Y5rfYpKNRFU/s1600/olena_paperprayerresponsibility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408981425760245010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP8t8gFRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Y5rfYpKNRFU/s320/olena_paperprayerresponsibility.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peace Out guys, and Happy weekend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1582011554598598974?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1582011554598598974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1582011554598598974' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1582011554598598974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1582011554598598974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/11/art-projects.html' title='Art Projects'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SxCP-Nwu54I/AAAAAAAAAVg/EcdZ0mZ_06Q/s72-c/olena_mediaset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6774058379465702965</id><published>2009-11-16T16:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:40:25.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mucha livia birthday card'/><title type='text'>Mucha card &amp; brief rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mucha inspired card for Livia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SwG_KeQMG9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8jy_eV0tjbE/s1600/olena_livpresent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404811214461869010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SwG_KeQMG9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8jy_eV0tjbE/s320/olena_livpresent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and hey, physics teacher? You're an asshole. Thanks for splitting our presentation over two days you incompetent dumbass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey Cawthra? Today was not a good day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna go papier mache and cool off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Lenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6774058379465702965?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6774058379465702965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6774058379465702965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6774058379465702965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6774058379465702965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/11/mucha-card-brief-rant.html' title='Mucha card &amp; brief rant.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SwG_KeQMG9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/8jy_eV0tjbE/s72-c/olena_livpresent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3653292739364897808</id><published>2009-11-03T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:48:33.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comic rday'/><title type='text'>Remembrance Day poster final &amp; comic site update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SvBdPWE-WTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D76ybqFLGTU/s1600-h/olena_remembrance.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SvBdPWE-WTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D76ybqFLGTU/s320/olena_remembrance.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399918471423088946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally done :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I finally got off my ass this weekend and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snazzed&lt;/span&gt; up the old comic site, (still no new updates DD:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://basketcasemenagerie.smackjeeves.com" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; "&gt;CLICK FOR LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Added an "About" and "Characters" page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Html is misery for me. Always. So out of practice. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3653292739364897808?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3653292739364897808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3653292739364897808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3653292739364897808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3653292739364897808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembrance-day-poster-final-comic-site.html' title='Remembrance Day poster final &amp; comic site update'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SvBdPWE-WTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/D76ybqFLGTU/s72-c/olena_remembrance.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6614471824514514878</id><published>2009-10-31T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:25:31.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween costume 09 pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went as a mafia member. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Suz_eIy347I/AAAAAAAAAUw/PVXG-75wDgw/s1600-h/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398970946532402098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Suz_eIy347I/AAAAAAAAAUw/PVXG-75wDgw/s320/IMG_2925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Suz_dwlfMLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ps6J5SnR4FM/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398970940033806514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Suz_dwlfMLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ps6J5SnR4FM/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6614471824514514878?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6614471824514514878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6614471824514514878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6614471824514514878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6614471824514514878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-halloween.html' title='This is Halloween'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Suz_eIy347I/AAAAAAAAAUw/PVXG-75wDgw/s72-c/IMG_2925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1000798054347737525</id><published>2009-10-30T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:08:07.425-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media arts me school'/><title type='text'>R-Day, my week, and kittens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SusNL4RU1SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DJUkWv6B30A/s1600-h/rday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SusNL4RU1SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DJUkWv6B30A/s320/rday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398423076068447522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My media arts remembrance day poster work in progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There hasn't been much art posting from me lately mostly because I find it remarkably hard to find time to do things that I'd like to do instead of need to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This entire week was horribly tiring, I don't know how I'm still alive, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monday was alright, first real day back to TKD with no injuries, so I enjoyed that greatly. Private lesson! That was unexpected but kind of nice. If not quiet. Really quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday was HELL. I have no other words to describe it. Swim practice first thing in the morning, followed by school, a fire drill, then guitar and TKD. Only 3 people showed up to TKD. What is this, early hibernation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wednesday I headed off to Value Village with a few friends to look for remaining Halloween costume pieces. Didn't actually end up finding anything, instead we went out to eat and then I went to TKD. Deserted as this entire week has been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was pretty hectic too. Swim practice after school, and then I dashed off to the TKD Halloween party since I promised to come help out. I didn't actually manage to get there on time but hey, I tried. Then took the class and went home to collapse in front of my computer and read Bridget Jones' Diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm looking around the internet for anyone giving away free kittens, since I'm looking for one now. Preferably male, but it doesn't need to be. Kittens please, no cats. If you have any info that could be of use to me please comment :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1000798054347737525?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1000798054347737525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1000798054347737525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1000798054347737525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1000798054347737525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/r-day-my-week-and-kittens.html' title='R-Day, my week, and kittens'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SusNL4RU1SI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DJUkWv6B30A/s72-c/rday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-798648641110629037</id><published>2009-10-26T17:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T17:41:48.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Murka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SuYTA_58peI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GbDfltGFibk/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397022111325529570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SuYTA_58peI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GbDfltGFibk/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; R.I.P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Murka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003-2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;My cat Murka died on Wednesday, October 21, found in my neighbour's yard by my parents. Nobody bothered to tell me, and I didn't notice until yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was an outdoor cat, and we're pretty sure it was poison that killed her. There was no blood, so pesticides or eating some contaminated mouse is the generally accepted idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2009 has been about loss for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loss. Adjustment. Moving on but never wanting to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now, as the cherry on the cake, the world took my baby away from me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to take up meow at ungodly hours in the morning until I let her in to sleep on the bottom half of my bed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to take up 3/4s of my bed and leave me trying to sleep in an uncomfortable curled-up position?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to leave grey cat hair over all my black sweaters, usually right before I need to wear them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to sleep beside me and purr when I'm sick or feeling horrible?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to be irritated at me when I forget to feed her or refill her water dish?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to bring back headless bunnies and leave them in the backyard so I trip over them and shriek like a banshee?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to meow and nudge me every time I start yelling to quiet down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to run out of my room every time I play Rammstein or my guitar too loud?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to give me the most innocent look after she's done something wrong so I can never really be mad at her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's going to put up with my baby talk and the hundreds of names I've called her over the years, ranging from Fuzzy, Fuzzface, Murkie, Kittycat, and cutie pie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's ever going to have the 'O' pattern in her stripes and the 'M' on her forehead?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't take any pictures of you and I together because I never thought I'd need to. And now I miss you more than anything I ever missed before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now all I have left is photographs and memories. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories that I'm so scared I'll lose, because you meant everything to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It didn't matter to you how tired I was, or how irritable, or how horrible I looked that day, you loved me regardless. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't even notice you were gone for good until 4 days after. I'm a horrible human being and you loved me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;What I hate the most is that I didn't get to say goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SuYTAvZJwqI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/zIlip8-Nm9w/s1600-h/IMG_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never get to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SuYTAFBEBjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VH3tXPAIOsk/s1600-h/IMG_1587.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that your 6 years on earth with us were happy and good, regardless of how many squirrels and neighbourhood miniature poodles you terrorized.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can cry for the next months straight and give myself a huge headache and it will never bring you back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise I'll never try to put a harness and leash on you again.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give anything to have you back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be in my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-798648641110629037?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/798648641110629037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=798648641110629037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/798648641110629037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/798648641110629037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/rip-murka.html' title='R.I.P. Murka'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SuYTA_58peI/AAAAAAAAAUY/GbDfltGFibk/s72-c/IMG_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6163472372174927112</id><published>2009-10-24T15:38:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T16:30:57.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school art post secondary'/><title type='text'>Post-Secondary Panic</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd get an early start on this so I can get it out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or are school websites designed to be as impossible to navigate as humanly possible? They do not allow for BROWSING. AT ALL. You need to know exactly what you want and then google it. Ugh. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the priorities for me in a college/university are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUST be in Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I don't have the money, and I refuse to take American History. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Close to home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; I want to live at home. I don't want to live in a dorm, or by myself anywhere in the near future. Maybe after I learn how to cook so I don't have to survive on scrambled eggs and cereal.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Close enough so I can go to TKD OR has a good TKD club close by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Because I have my priorities :3&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally figured what I might apply for LOL. I guess I kind of knew all along but hey.&lt;br /&gt;Illustration or Graphic Design. I realized that this is what I want to do with my life. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major major flaw to this? Canada doesn't have many schools that offer Illustration. They are ALL in the U.S. of A.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me really really sad since that cuts off a lot of schools from my potential list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here we go, the schools I decided on and their pros and cons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sheridan College Institute of Technology and Advanced Learning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program&lt;/em&gt;: Bachelor of Applied Arts (Illustration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- Grade 12 English credit&lt;br /&gt;- 1 senior level Visual Arts credit at M or O level&lt;br /&gt;- 4 Grade 12 credits at U or M level&lt;br /&gt;- Minimum 65% average&lt;br /&gt;- Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Close to home!&lt;br /&gt;- I've always wanted at least a Bachelors degree, and all the schools I've looked at for the programs I want only offer (at most) an Advanced Diploma. Just a weird thing of mine.&lt;br /&gt;- I've heard great things about this program from a few people that I've asked, they all love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- Uhm. Other than the fact that my parents would like me to go to a University, there are none that I have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program&lt;/em&gt;: Bachelor of Design (Honours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- OSSD&lt;br /&gt;- Grade 12 English credit&lt;br /&gt;- 6 Grade 12 credits at U or M level including one Grade 12 (U or M) course from one of the following disciplines: Canadian and World Studies; Classical Languages and International Languages; French: Mathematics; Social Science and Humanities or Native Studies.&lt;br /&gt;- Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Also close to home!&lt;br /&gt;- Also a Bachelors degree!&lt;br /&gt;- It's offered in conjunction with York University which is cool :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- 6 GRADE 12 CREDITS AT U or M LEVEL? WHAT. THAT'S CRAZY TALK. no seriously, I was planning on taking mostly art courses with are OPEN courses. Thank GOD RAP courses are M courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ryerson University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Program: Graphic Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- I'm assuming something like grade 12 English and a portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Close to home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- NO INFORMATION ON THE PROGRAM AT ALL. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;George Brown College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program&lt;/em&gt;: Graphic Design (Advanced Diploma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- OSSD&lt;br /&gt;- Grade 12 English credit&lt;br /&gt;- Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Close to home&lt;br /&gt;- Advanced Diploma&lt;br /&gt;- Looking through the compulsory courses, I see I am given a LOT of electives. 4 for semester4 and 5, and then 2 in semester 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- Honestly the curriculum sounds remarkably dull. Things like "Design" "Drawing" "College English" "Design Culture" "Typography" and a lot of electives apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humber College Institute of Technology and Advanced Learning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program&lt;/em&gt;: Graphic Design (Advanced Diploma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- OSSD&lt;br /&gt;- Grade 12 English Credit&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Grade 12 credits at U or M level&lt;br /&gt;- Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Close to home&lt;br /&gt;- If Amy decides to take her Bachelors of Industrial Design there, I'll have Amy there :]&lt;br /&gt;- Advanced Diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- Looking at the compulsory courses, they seem really....business oriented. And dull. As well as advertisement oriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;St. Lawrence College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program:&lt;/em&gt; Graphic Design (Advanced Diploma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;- OSSD&lt;br /&gt;- Grade 12 English credit&lt;br /&gt;- MAJORITY of Grade 11 and 12 courses must be of C, M or U level. (god knows what majority means. Hopefully 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;- Looking through the compulsory courses, I'm in love. This sounds amazing. "Digital photography" "Design Illustration" "Life Drawing" "Colour Theory and Perception" "Design Typography" "Advanced Layout"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;- It's too far. 3 hours too far actually. I won't be able to live at home. I need to look into TKD clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. And that's plenty.&lt;br /&gt;Advice, comments, insights are all welcome and appreciated. Oh and help. Help would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6163472372174927112?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6163472372174927112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6163472372174927112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6163472372174927112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6163472372174927112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/post-secondary-panic.html' title='Post-Secondary Panic'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-514846208733009481</id><published>2009-10-19T11:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:36:34.368-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art nddp tokio hotel heavyweight'/><title type='text'>New art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGnVagybI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FuKkCB4nq0c/s1600-h/olena_heavyweight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394334464004377010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGnVagybI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FuKkCB4nq0c/s320/olena_heavyweight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inspired by the song "Heavyweight" by Infected Mushroom. Cause obviously high music is the best kind. I'm sorry I only draw weird shit D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGm-v1UoI/AAAAAAAAATw/2VJLlmYd0Bk/s1600-h/olena_bill_hawk+gray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394334457919787650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGm-v1UoI/AAAAAAAAATw/2VJLlmYd0Bk/s320/olena_bill_hawk+gray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bill Kaulitz in all his fauxhawk I-still-can't-make-him-look-girly-enough glory. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGmWoEdoI/AAAAAAAAATo/oK_2KxFk2j8/s1600-h/olena_hond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394334447149807234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGmWoEdoI/AAAAAAAAATo/oK_2KxFk2j8/s320/olena_hond.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my art assignment. Bookmark for the book "Notre Dame de Paris"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-514846208733009481?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/514846208733009481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=514846208733009481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/514846208733009481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/514846208733009481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-art.html' title='New art'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/StyGnVagybI/AAAAAAAAAT4/FuKkCB4nq0c/s72-c/olena_heavyweight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6274622568864799762</id><published>2009-10-15T11:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:05:18.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming school food TKD'/><title type='text'>Swimming, school, food, TKD</title><content type='html'>I am so remarkably tired that it's kind of ridiculous. It's only a month and a half into school and I can't keep my eyes open. I am ready for second semester to start already so I don't have to calculate anything. &lt;div&gt;That and I'm really REALLY hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th lunch is not cool &gt;_&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TKD has been so lonely lately, it really makes me sad. We're in much the same situation we were this time last year. Basically one teacher, everyone either not going at all or going irregularly. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I'm just annoyed that I get paired up with whoever's left over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I went the the Explore Design fair type thing yesterday on a school field trip. Which was informative if slightly dull. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If before I had one or two options for my post-secondary education, now I have more like 15 O_O;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is kind of not helping me in any way at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to do art for a living, I think I've decided on either illustration or graphic design. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also would like to live at home, for various reasons such as the fact that if I live alone I'll die of starvation. That and I am NOT ready to leave home yet. I don't understand people who can't wait till they do. Its' pretty much an impossible concept for me to grasp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 3 so far are Sheridan, Ryerson, and St. Lawrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first two are close to home, the last not so much. But it's closer than something like Ohio or New York. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have time to think, so maybe that'll change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and next summer I am most likely going to Ukraine, which is awesome on one hand, and not so awesome on the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome because I love my family and I want to get out of Canada for a bit because all I do here is be bored out of my mind. Unless my parents drag me camping in which case I'm also irritable. I think it'd be good for me to get away from it all and just chill. Concentrate on having fun and nothing else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so awesome because I'm already thinking about how horribly out of shape I'm going to be when i get back and how badly I'm going to die at TKD. I'll also miss all my friends, since I will be internet-less for the most part when I'm there. So, basically a month and a half of no communication with the world over here in Canada land. I am NOT looking forward to answering my emails when I get back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm worrying ahead of time, as per usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, first swim practice of the the year is today! The practices have been moved to twice a week instead of 3 times, and they are now Tuesday mornings and Thursday afternoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means we don't have the luxury of ever missing a practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to get my butt in gear and cut some seconds off my times, and seeing as I haven't been swimming for real since February, this shall be interesting if nothing else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6274622568864799762?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6274622568864799762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6274622568864799762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6274622568864799762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6274622568864799762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/swimming-school-food-tkd.html' title='Swimming, school, food, TKD'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1535350824186268857</id><published>2009-10-08T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:47:27.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media arts surrealism evanescence tokio hotel music'/><title type='text'>Music &amp; Surrealism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Media arts surrealism photo manipulation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Ss5OfYwHeJI/AAAAAAAAATg/HCKZjy3cQvU/s1600-h/surrealism+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390332105136240786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Ss5OfYwHeJI/AAAAAAAAATg/HCKZjy3cQvU/s320/surrealism+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But that's not really my topic of choice today. I was on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; a few minutes ago and I came across this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I don't want to give away too much about what it will sound like, because so much will change before the end, but its...not what you would expect. Its definitely not happy married music, but its not like I'm dying the whole time either. Its dark, sarcastic, fun, strange, familiar, and very different at the same time. It makes me feel alive and I wish I could show you right now. If you were here, at my house, I would pour you a drink and we would turn it up really loud and rock out to it, and I know you would love it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;- Amy Lee on the new Evanescence CD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think Evanescence was a major part of my depressed 13-year old-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dom&lt;/span&gt;, but it was what it needed to be for me at the time, and I do still like them :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SPEAKING OF MUSIC I LIKE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TOKIO&lt;/span&gt; HOTEL CD ANYONE? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I bought myself the German copy the day that it came out and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMGGGG&lt;/span&gt; I'm freaking out a little every single time I listen to it. SO. AMAZING. I didn't know how they were going to add the techno deal into their music and not turn it into something weird, but GODDAMN they succeeded and I could not be happier. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll shut up now,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1535350824186268857?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1535350824186268857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1535350824186268857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1535350824186268857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1535350824186268857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/music-surrealism.html' title='Music &amp; Surrealism'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Ss5OfYwHeJI/AAAAAAAAATg/HCKZjy3cQvU/s72-c/surrealism+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-277370639105610588</id><published>2009-10-04T16:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:47:54.347-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuit blanche friends art'/><title type='text'>Nuit Blanche 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you couldn't have possibly expected an art geek like me to miss out on something like this, could you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't get too many pictures, but here's what I did get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBg_UX_MI/AAAAAAAAATY/uA46n7epDPQ/s1600-h/IMG_2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388840095389842626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBg_UX_MI/AAAAAAAAATY/uA46n7epDPQ/s320/IMG_2895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A puddle of vodka. My Eastern European ancestry enjoyed this immensely, though I probably will never understand contemporary art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBf-VxWAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Bum3giLkRiU/s1600-h/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388840077947394050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBf-VxWAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Bum3giLkRiU/s320/IMG_2898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THREE WORDS. FREE. COTTON. CANDY. word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBfD81h2I/AAAAAAAAATI/UgPabtw1kkE/s1600-h/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388840062273554274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBfD81h2I/AAAAAAAAATI/UgPabtw1kkE/s320/IMG_2899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The description said that when you moved in the marked off squares in certain ways, it set off different sounds. I think it was a social experiment to see how long you can make random people flail and jump around while you have a CD blaring or random dings! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBeTWe0UI/AAAAAAAAATA/Aqxq43f33ls/s1600-h/IMG_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388840049227780418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBeTWe0UI/AAAAAAAAATA/Aqxq43f33ls/s320/IMG_2902.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging walkie talkies I think they were. Please excuse my photos of epic fail. Between the dark and my temperamental camera, I'm surprised you can make out any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBd4qlpQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PrFNz7iAd2w/s1600-h/IMG_2905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388840042064356610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBd4qlpQI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PrFNz7iAd2w/s320/IMG_2905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS WAS SO AWESOME. 10 port-a-potties lined up, each one had a different smell inside. I particularly enjoyed the Vanilla and the one that smelled like wet grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA62auiiI/AAAAAAAAASw/28dW87QZtwY/s1600-h/IMG_2909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388839440165538338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA62auiiI/AAAAAAAAASw/28dW87QZtwY/s320/IMG_2909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a piece of art was still awesome. Some guy painted himself like a statue and freaked the hell out of people when he moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA6FmRVrI/AAAAAAAAASo/OWKUie6ijmA/s1600-h/IMG_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388839427060618930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA6FmRVrI/AAAAAAAAASo/OWKUie6ijmA/s320/IMG_2910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giant metallic bunny balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA5SQoViI/AAAAAAAAASg/beTgxsqCu38/s1600-h/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388839413279643170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA5SQoViI/AAAAAAAAASg/beTgxsqCu38/s320/IMG_2914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't get close enough since the line was huge, but there was some kind of blindfolded cage match going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388839402932328034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA4rto1mI/AAAAAAAAASY/Uflz1zQPbu4/s320/10316_101516023200230_100000254988068_41770_5842839_n.jpg" /&gt; Yuliya with one of the hockey statues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA38a-7SI/AAAAAAAAASQ/qZ2NSIklqEY/s1600-h/10316_101521443199688_100000254988068_41847_591541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388839390237617442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskA38a-7SI/AAAAAAAAASQ/qZ2NSIklqEY/s320/10316_101521443199688_100000254988068_41847_591541_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOL. Just LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I learned about nuit blanche was that my fingers almost froze off, it smelled like a mixture of weed, cigarette smoke and alcohol, and was one of the funnest nights of this year. My feet were killing me, but it was amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to go again next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-277370639105610588?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/277370639105610588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=277370639105610588' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/277370639105610588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/277370639105610588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/10/nuit-blanche-2009.html' title='Nuit Blanche 2009'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SskBg_UX_MI/AAAAAAAAATY/uA46n7epDPQ/s72-c/IMG_2895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-8398490512295600533</id><published>2009-09-30T11:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:48:21.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school music'/><title type='text'>HOW COULD IIIIIIIII MAKE A MAAAAAAAAANN OUT OF YOUUUUUUUU</title><content type='html'>I need new music, I'm getting really bored of what I already listen to at the moment. Even though I've been listening to a lot of Disney soundtrack stuff lately, which is obviously impossible to get tired of. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate math. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may quite possibly fail math this semester and be grounded until I'm 35. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE NEVER FAILED MATH BEFORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our teacher is a psycho, and I'm seriously not even kidding. He gave us one hour to do a 2 hour test, and gave us shit we haven't even SEEN let alone reviewed on the unit test. WTF WTF WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of every question he took up on the board, I got maybe one right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that it was hard, but it was the fact that I had a whole 2 minutes to spend on each question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have taken workplace math and learned how to balance my sketchbook, because somehow, I think, that would come more in handy than ever having to announce to a grocery store clerk that 'x' is an element of real numbers such that can not equal 2, 0 and -1/4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy's birthday is next week and I seriously need to get a move on that card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have some posters/flyers to do for TKD, and also no printer &gt;_&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is dull and repetitive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(finally)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-8398490512295600533?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/8398490512295600533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=8398490512295600533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8398490512295600533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/8398490512295600533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-could-iiiiiiiii-make-maaaaaaaaann.html' title='HOW COULD IIIIIIIII MAKE A MAAAAAAAAANN OUT OF YOUUUUUUUU'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2045033893800215403</id><published>2009-09-28T21:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:05:49.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school art'/><title type='text'>Schoolwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well here are two finished art pieces, both of which I'm proud of for various reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sketchbook assignment for this month, spark word "solid". I am so proud of the straight lines on this since I hate buildings and straight lines and GAH. &gt;_&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SsFkHXnB5rI/AAAAAAAAASI/wFu01oqpKqA/s1600-h/olena_solid+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386696707071403698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SsFkHXnB5rI/AAAAAAAAASI/wFu01oqpKqA/s320/olena_solid+full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Media Arts "humanimal" project, the FINAL final version XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did this virtually entirely by mouse, so I'm damn proud of that. (Only the whiskers had tablet assistance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SsFkG_DPGII/AAAAAAAAASA/EnbpCrh6A7c/s1600-h/humanimal+change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386696700478822530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SsFkG_DPGII/AAAAAAAAASA/EnbpCrh6A7c/s320/humanimal+change.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Half-day tomorrow, so I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2045033893800215403?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2045033893800215403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2045033893800215403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2045033893800215403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2045033893800215403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/schoolwork.html' title='Schoolwork'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SsFkHXnB5rI/AAAAAAAAASI/wFu01oqpKqA/s72-c/olena_solid+full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7011660572086768345</id><published>2009-09-22T11:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:41:31.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanimal transformation ver. Lenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my media arts assignment, which was to transform myself into an animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the "before" mug shot, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SrjvOH5x8DI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OUgWSrNXpvk/s1600-h/humanimal+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SrjvOH5x8DI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OUgWSrNXpvk/s320/humanimal+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384316380440031282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's Lenny as a furry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SrjvCyiZQqI/AAAAAAAAARw/vYDIivEAAJQ/s1600-h/humanimal+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SrjvCyiZQqI/AAAAAAAAARw/vYDIivEAAJQ/s320/humanimal+12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384316185726239394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mad props to those who can guess the animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can't, well I guess I have a lot of work left to do D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Computer still down, I'm typing this up in media arts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7011660572086768345?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7011660572086768345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7011660572086768345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7011660572086768345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7011660572086768345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/humanimal-transformation-ver-lenny.html' title='Humanimal transformation ver. Lenny'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SrjvOH5x8DI/AAAAAAAAAR4/OUgWSrNXpvk/s72-c/humanimal+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-353204206380599097</id><published>2009-09-19T22:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:06:08.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music meme'/><title type='text'>Songs That Shaped my Summer.</title><content type='html'>List seven songs that you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now, shaping your summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs.&lt;br /&gt;stolen off of: &lt;a href="http://rcvision.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rcvision.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The videos should be largely ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Everything is Alright - Motion City Soundtrack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMTGMRIDU6I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMTGMRIDU6I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a reason to end this discussion,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To break with tradition.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To fold and divide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I hate the ocean, theme parks and airplanes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking with strangers, waiting in line..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm through with these pills that make me sit still.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are you feeling fine?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes, I feel just fine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Carnival of Rust - Poets of the Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRVrQsdWDds"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRVrQsdWDds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colours will bleed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come feed the rain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'm thirsty for your love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dancing underneath the skies of lust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Automatic - Tokio Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Mi1xxT3Fqc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Mi1xxT3Fqc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're automatic, And your voice is electric&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I still believe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's automatic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere in your letter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lie that makes me bleed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's automatic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say things get better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they never...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no real love in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep loving you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Laughing With - Regina Spektor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rov3pV9PsRI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rov3pV9PsRI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one laughs at God in a hospital&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one laughs at God in a war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one’s laughing at God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When they’re starving or freezing or so very poor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one laughs at God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the doctor calls after some routine tests&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one’s laughing at God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it’s gotten real late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And their kid’s not back from the party yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Zusammen - Lafee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qe5eLk1jNNA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qe5eLk1jNNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wir stehen zusammen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wir gehen zusammen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zusammen bis in den Tod &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wir leben zusammen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wir schweben zusammen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zusammen bis in den Tod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(We stand together &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We unite &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together into death &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we live together &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We float together into death)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Винтаж - Одиночество любви /От Москвы до Нью-Йорка&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NPL_7duKfQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NPL_7duKfQ&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ну а кого мы любим&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;С тем никогда не будем&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Зачем же мы забыли что мы люди?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Отпусти свой крик&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;К полюсам Земли лети&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;От Москвы до Нью-Йорка&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Сквозь открытые окна&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Без адреса летит над миром смотри&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Этот крик одиночества любви&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(But who do we love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that one we will never be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why have we forgotten that we are people?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let go your yell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the poles of the earth, fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Moscow to New York&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through open windows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without an address fly over the world look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This yell of the loneliness of love)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Moy Rai - Maksim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XmQHlJn10Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XmQHlJn10Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Maybe this is my heaven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking for his reflection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In objects of black colour,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hear May in his voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe this is my heaven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the rays of light from the window,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sky seems so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When eyes are the colour of heaven)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-353204206380599097?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/353204206380599097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=353204206380599097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/353204206380599097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/353204206380599097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/songs-that-shaped-my-summer.html' title='Songs That Shaped my Summer.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-685183181735233771</id><published>2009-09-15T12:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:15:41.298-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school classes media arts'/><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>Here comes my first post from media arts where I'm too far ahead for what we're doing and am waiting till tomorrow to start taking pictures that I shall morph into an animal, since I don't look too great today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't mind Macs as much as I used to, but my widescreen PC is the love of my life, I don't care what anyone says :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics is picking up slightly, any class where I'm allowed to throw Barbies attached to elastics for some kind of bungee jumping lab is alright in my books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kind of wish it wasn't so early in the morning though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math is well....math. My teacher is pretty cool, all thinks considered, but I'm convinced that no teacher, no matter how great can possibly make math interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Media Arts, is by far right now the highlight of my day. Great class, great people and computers and Photoshop. Love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art I'm kind of excited for, but more interested in what we actually end up doing. Being seniors now we have so much more leeway in terms of assignment topics and that excites me :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my little ramble on how life is going at the moment. Having physics and math in the morning is horrible and I realized that I am ditching my friends more and more often for the sake of sleep. I love my sleep. And as Vanessa said, I know how much we joke about us dying without each other, but it just isn't true. I can live without you, painfully, but I can. I can not however live without sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-685183181735233771?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/685183181735233771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=685183181735233771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/685183181735233771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/685183181735233771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-59036711732581028</id><published>2009-09-12T15:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:06:42.016-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books russian'/><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>So I was lurking around my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/span&gt; after I got home today from Jean shopping and I've accumulated quite a to-read list.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I don't read nearly as much as I used to back in elementary school, high school really does take a lot out of you, but I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I'm seriously missing out on classic Russian literature, because quite honestly, I read remarkably slowly in Russian. My vocabulary is limited, and yeah I'm just largely out of practice. I've heard of people learning the language for the sole reason of being able to read things like Anna Karenina, The Master and Margarita, War and Peace (ok maybe not War and Peace) in the original Russian text. To me, that is insane.&lt;br /&gt;Russian is a remarkably difficult language and far far more advanced and beautiful than English could ever hope to be. I find myself often frustrated at how hard it is to translate between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked classics. I was forced to read them as a child, and I've read some of the better ones, Oliver Twist, Treasure Island, Journey to the Center of the Earth, 20,000 Leagues under the sea, Tom Sawyer, etc. etc. and those weren't THAT painful.&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to read through the entirety of Pride and Prejudice however, was immensely painful.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm easily bored or maybe I have horrible taste in books, but hey at least I know what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would like to read Russian classics, preferably in the original and the translation. This may be a long and time-consuming process though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan of the profoundly moving books on human nature and how doomed we all are in the end, because honestly (and I've inherited this from my mother) I'd rather read something entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;The world sucks and we all realize this full well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of being sad about my insignificance in the grand scheme of things, and I just want a stupid disposable murder mystery novel or humanity's newest attempt at humour (has anyone noticed that the novels in the humour section are rarely, if ever, funny?), or a sword and sorcery adventure of epic proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll shut up about books now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. survived first week of school. dreading next week.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Got 2 pairs of jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-59036711732581028?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/59036711732581028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=59036711732581028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/59036711732581028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/59036711732581028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3728653059502268760</id><published>2009-09-10T17:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:07:06.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchdump art'/><title type='text'>Summer's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sql1St1O8jI/AAAAAAAAARo/90eLJQKY7jM/s1600-h/olena_sketchdump5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379960194271736370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sql1St1O8jI/AAAAAAAAARo/90eLJQKY7jM/s320/olena_sketchdump5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's a sketchdump of pretty much everything in my sketchbook over this summer (which is not much xD) But yeah we've got here everything from MLIA references, giving my female characters some variations in noses, some clothes, some hands, some abs (fail), and some fairies and creepy shit. Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sql0c3W9e-I/AAAAAAAAARg/cW7C6lMPsXs/s1600-h/olena_ship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379959269116181474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sql0c3W9e-I/AAAAAAAAARg/cW7C6lMPsXs/s320/olena_ship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A new painting, because I got new Arches watercolour paper~&lt;br /&gt;Which works beautifully in case anyone's wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. School started and math + physics = not a happy Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3728653059502268760?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3728653059502268760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3728653059502268760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3728653059502268760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3728653059502268760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/summers-over.html' title='Summer&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sql1St1O8jI/AAAAAAAAARo/90eLJQKY7jM/s72-c/olena_sketchdump5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-5992583738418545088</id><published>2009-09-04T01:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:07:33.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing exercise'/><title type='text'>i have my own voice, and this is what people say for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because I am young, I am hopelessly idealistic about the world around me and do not understand what it means like to truly suffer. The most I understand in my cushy, white, middle-class existence is the fact that I have 2 years of school left before I go off to a college while living at home. I think that the only problem in my life is making sure I wear the right clothes and make friends with the right people, so I can meet the right guy and get ahead in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am young, I do not understand what it means to love, because I am not yet resilient and cynical about the emotional capacity of man. I don’t understand what love truly is because my age hasn’t reached past the two decade mark. I don’t understand what it means to truly care for someone because I haven’t been in a failed relationship before, only kissed one boy, and manage to have feelings for all the wrong people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am young, I have no sense of responsibility and my conscience doesn’t bother me. All I am concerned about is when I get my next allowance, why nobody truly understands me, the fact that my clothes reflect exactly who I am to the world, and that my curfew doesn’t let me stay out nearly late enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a teenager, I have no morals, because fuck the world, nobody understands me anyways. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a teenage girl, I am insecure, think that I’m far too fat, and care more about what people think of me than I do about things that should truly bother me. I am not intelligent, and if I am, I could not possibly let a boy see me that way. I care about what my cell phone ring tone says about me as a person. I let my worth be judged by others, and do nothing to help my community or better the world around me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am white, I think I am the superior race and obviously shouldn’t be bothered by the fact that more and more jobs are looking for racial minorities instead of me, because my race is responsible for everything wrong with the world, past, present, and future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a female, I want to prove to the world that I am a male. Not that I should have the same rights and the same opportunities as a man, but that I can bench press as much, waste as much of my life away in front of a computer, be as stoic and emotionless, go as long without crying, and generally just go against my biologically hardwired instinct to nurture and interact socially. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am human, I put too much emphasis on the individual and never stop think about people affected on a larger scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I don’t know about you, but I’m sick of people talking for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-5992583738418545088?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/5992583738418545088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=5992583738418545088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5992583738418545088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/5992583738418545088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-my-own-voice-and-this-is-what.html' title='i have my own voice, and this is what people say for me.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1707483008124765316</id><published>2009-08-26T22:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:07:30.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post may be largely ignored due to the somewhat repetitive hormonal angst and hypocritical statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Dear Life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;What the fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I kind of realize that it's too much to ask for me to go through my teenage years without some kind of ridiculous drama that seriously isn't worth my time or energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But could you at least let me experience in order?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since when is denial, depression, and then finally acceptance followed by HOLYSHITINEEDTOPUNCHSOMETHING rage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Ok I am angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Irrationally so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I actually can't remember the last time I've ever gotten so worked up over something that quite seriously isn't even worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might even end up learning some angry bitter song on the guitar so I can yell along with it. At least my Youtube account would get some new material. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But enough with being optimistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;DO &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; JUDGE MY MATURITY BASED ON YOURS AT 16. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO ANGRY AT THE FACT THAT I HAVE &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; TO BE JEALOUS OF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; BEEN SO ABSOLUTELY &lt;strong&gt;SICKENED&lt;/strong&gt; BY JUST HOW PREDICTABLE THE HUMAN RACE HAS BECOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE &lt;strong&gt;HAD IT&lt;/strong&gt; WITH BEING UNDERESTIMATED FOR WHATEVER REASON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE FACT THAT I AM YOUNG, FEMALE AND WHITE DOES NOT TRANSLATE INTO NAIVE, WEAK AND RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING GOING WRONG WITH THE WORLD PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But on the other hand, my self esteem has never been this great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So please Life, whatever you're trying to teach me here, could you kinda start speaking my language? Oh and kindly go fuck yourself sideways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lenny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;P.S. I seriously need to go back to TKD and go punch something. Hard. Preferably something that will put up some kind of a fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a Bill chibi, drawn for Yuliya's bday. Because you've been such great sports. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SpXvbQAx1yI/AAAAAAAAARY/XA_u57Ci1p0/s1600-h/olena_bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374464981770295074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SpXvbQAx1yI/AAAAAAAAARY/XA_u57Ci1p0/s320/olena_bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SpXvNyNvl0I/AAAAAAAAARQ/5US6W9UNolo/s1600-h/olena_bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1707483008124765316?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1707483008124765316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1707483008124765316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1707483008124765316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1707483008124765316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SpXvbQAx1yI/AAAAAAAAARY/XA_u57Ci1p0/s72-c/olena_bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1293153144924273928</id><published>2009-08-21T11:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:14:32.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderlaaand~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/So7CLr3L5ZI/AAAAAAAAARI/nayQRpnvtaA/s1600-h/olena_mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372444911508120978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/So7CLr3L5ZI/AAAAAAAAARI/nayQRpnvtaA/s320/olena_mask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I finally managed to crank out a painting after much procrastination and total lack of inspiration. I could have done better but it feels like I haven't touched my watercolours in years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHHHHHHHHH MY GOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally managed to go to Wonderland with a bunch of friends on Wednesday and holy shit why haven't we done that sooner. I have a hard time remembering the last time I've had so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't get a chance to ride on Behemoth because of how goddamn LONG that line was. Which sucked, but we're sprinting there first chance we get next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything else was super though :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a whole whack of miscellaneous photos on my computer that I haven't had a chance to upload to Facebook and I'm pretty sure people want to see what creeper photos I've managed to take over the past year or so. This includes the black belt testing, TKD Christmas party, and the wonderland trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see if I just end up posting them all together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard something about Lafee doing a duet with Tokio Hotel but can't seem to find the song. Maybe it's in the works at the moment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to hear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1293153144924273928?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1293153144924273928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1293153144924273928' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1293153144924273928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1293153144924273928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonderlaaand.html' title='Wonderlaaand~'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/So7CLr3L5ZI/AAAAAAAAARI/nayQRpnvtaA/s72-c/olena_mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-9094684955726446811</id><published>2009-08-13T23:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:36:07.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the Time Warp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoTbcx-6PAI/AAAAAAAAARA/u_I5r3LkZtY/s1600-h/meme_timewarp+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369657943232494594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoTbcx-6PAI/AAAAAAAAARA/u_I5r3LkZtY/s320/meme_timewarp+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lenny, in all her embarrassing phases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-9094684955726446811?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/9094684955726446811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=9094684955726446811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/9094684955726446811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/9094684955726446811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-time-warp.html' title='Do the Time Warp!'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoTbcx-6PAI/AAAAAAAAARA/u_I5r3LkZtY/s72-c/meme_timewarp+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-4432068429858126409</id><published>2009-08-11T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:49:57.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keys, HBD SARFACE and Tokio Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcw_epGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UY0VMJXK6EA/s1600-h/olena_keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368885333778307826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcw_epGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UY0VMJXK6EA/s320/olena_keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A drawing because that's how I cope with everything. I need to draw more. I mean seriously, this only took me less than an hour and GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcwanNkJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZHtw2XzBj1U/s1600-h/olena_feather+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368885323882139794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcwanNkJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ZHtw2XzBj1U/s320/olena_feather+full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Sara! I'm sorry that you ended up being the guinea pig that I test out my new nib pen and ink on LOL. Haven't actually ever used a nib pen before, but I am LOVING the line variation and awesome old-fashioned-ness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING: EXTREME FANGIRLING AHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcv5f_fSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/OggP5Yz7Sdo/s1600-h/th_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368885314993487138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcv5f_fSI/AAAAAAAAAQo/OggP5Yz7Sdo/s320/th_new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *deafening fangirl squeal*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OOH MY EFFING GOD. SMITE ME NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOKIO HOTEL'S RELEASING THEIR NEW ALBUM "HUMANOID" ON OCTOBER 2ND OF THIS YEAR HOLY SHIT I THINK I JUST DIED A LITTLE INSIDE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok no more caps, promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Bill, I know you make all girls look ugly next to you, and I love you to death, but what on earth is up with the hair? (though he can probably shave his head and still be prettier than I can ever hope to be)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. *suppressed shriek* Gustav + glasses = &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm not sure how I feel about Tom's cornrows LOL but I love Georg. You have my heart right after Bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Can you tell I'm excited? I heard a 7 second clip of 2 songs that were leaked on youtube and god I never knew I was capable of such a high-pitched squeal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Come back to Canada sometime soon please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Can you tell that I would sell my soul and my left arm for a chance to meet these guys in person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok I'm done, I swear. *deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-4432068429858126409?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/4432068429858126409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=4432068429858126409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4432068429858126409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/4432068429858126409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/keys-hbd-sarface-and-tokio-hotel.html' title='Keys, HBD SARFACE and Tokio Hotel'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SoIcw_epGvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/UY0VMJXK6EA/s72-c/olena_keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6374132588066051643</id><published>2009-08-08T16:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:10:02.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP: Part 2 - Kiptopeke State Park, Virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so starts the long week that I spent in Virginia, camping and bored out of my mind for the most part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3dpoSzREI/AAAAAAAAAQg/BVuROxnSGuI/s1600-h/DSC02023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690038156149826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3dpoSzREI/AAAAAAAAAQg/BVuROxnSGuI/s320/DSC02023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A praying mantis that fell on the picnic table of the family we were camping with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3dpPmP7XI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ohKuf8PTqBM/s1600-h/DSC02029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690031526833522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3dpPmP7XI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ohKuf8PTqBM/s320/DSC02029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A horseshoe crab (dead of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doyaX7BI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3gWqRBHu3ow/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690023692397586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doyaX7BI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3gWqRBHu3ow/s320/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A blue crab. Native to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chesapeke&lt;/span&gt; bay apparently. Ate a ton of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doayNv1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Gxp_y2LI6fM/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690017349943122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doayNv1I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Gxp_y2LI6fM/s320/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to give Virginia credit for it's amazing sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doOmG7PI/AAAAAAAAAQA/B6BIiIlnEJI/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367690014077938930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3doOmG7PI/AAAAAAAAAQA/B6BIiIlnEJI/s320/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A ghost crab. Cutest things ever. Next to maybe my cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cfRhi1XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nqPkyLIW4Tc/s1600-h/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688760733652338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cfRhi1XI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nqPkyLIW4Tc/s320/DSC02060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beach :] On one of the most overcast days of the entire week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cfMoa_gI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dy1rUhlL1mo/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688759420321282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cfMoa_gI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dy1rUhlL1mo/s320/DSC02073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obligatory picture of me in a bikini. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cepbs4_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/w45o_6FidfE/s1600-h/DSC02080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688749971727346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cepbs4_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/w45o_6FidfE/s320/DSC02080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. A hermit crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3ceDEq28I/AAAAAAAAAPg/jen9CNFl-9Q/s1600-h/IMG_2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688739674577858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3ceDEq28I/AAAAAAAAAPg/jen9CNFl-9Q/s320/IMG_2784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We caught a flounder with a crab trap. Now THAT'S skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cdwK0TlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mx0bUPxThs8/s1600-h/IMG_2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367688734600089170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3cdwK0TlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/mx0bUPxThs8/s320/IMG_2777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An undersized sea bass that we let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bf94PJRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hw64cn99t5I/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367687673128363282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bf94PJRI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hw64cn99t5I/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom on the pier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfhNnItI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-_i7enUYizk/s1600-h/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367687665433387730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfhNnItI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-_i7enUYizk/s320/IMG_2781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfUyKyvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uGBGwQU-_TY/s1600-h/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367687662097058546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfUyKyvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uGBGwQU-_TY/s320/IMG_2787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another sunset :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfCyNkwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/iwLBohgrZho/s1600-h/IMG_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367687657265402626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3bfCyNkwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/iwLBohgrZho/s320/IMG_2791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAnd&lt;/span&gt; another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3be6-cvGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/et-YP20hLGw/s1600-h/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367687655169244258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3be6-cvGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/et-YP20hLGw/s320/IMG_2809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One more for good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3atANl1BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OcXX9gh1KW0/s1600-h/IMG_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367686797581472786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3atANl1BI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OcXX9gh1KW0/s320/IMG_2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me in front of a sunset in a dress looking appropriately awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asymrvzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HiBOjtpslMc/s1600-h/IMG_2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367686793928621874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asymrvzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/HiBOjtpslMc/s320/IMG_2820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obligatory jumping pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asQy32JI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JkaNBdkiqtQ/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367686784852940946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asQy32JI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JkaNBdkiqtQ/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hellen&lt;/span&gt; insists I look like Britney Spears. I have no idea if I should feel offended or not. I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asPgQ7tI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jJxbw4Ez7rM/s1600-h/IMG_2826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367686784506457810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3asPgQ7tI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jJxbw4Ez7rM/s320/IMG_2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad's personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. "I'm a pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;birdy&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3arxAujTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IYk_n17mVp8/s1600-h/IMG_2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367686776321117490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3arxAujTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IYk_n17mVp8/s320/IMG_2829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last one folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me far too long to get these pictures up but I guess I've had no motivation as of late. For anything. Let's hope summer picks up and we actually end up going swimming like we planned. No more excitement life, thanks. I'm still recovering from that last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;curveball&lt;/span&gt; you threw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Saw "The Ugly Truth" on Friday and that was by far one of the best romantic comedies I've seen in a long time. It actually made me laugh. Watch it if you have the chance, because predictable it is, but it's still good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6374132588066051643?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6374132588066051643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6374132588066051643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6374132588066051643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6374132588066051643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/road-trip-part-2-kiptopeke-state-park.html' title='ROAD TRIP: Part 2 - Kiptopeke State Park, Virginia'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sn3dpoSzREI/AAAAAAAAAQg/BVuROxnSGuI/s72-c/DSC02023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7403734965344704981</id><published>2009-08-04T11:41:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:44:27.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP: Part 1 - Washington, D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAACK :] And what an interesting time I had. From Maryland to D.C. to Virginia, and I think we passed through New York, Pennsylvania, and Delaware. Love Delaware, no taxes! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between all our misadventures, all the rain, the heat, the windshield wiper flying off somewhere in Pennsylvania, scarfing down pizza with knives and forks, the y'all's, the only half-successful tan, my lack of knowledge in the field of American history, and our difficulties finding butter in a gorcery store, it was fun. I can't say it wasn't fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjwlfOE_1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/aPTJyvS4ZiA/s1600-h/IMG_2679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366303482838318930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjwlfOE_1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/aPTJyvS4ZiA/s320/IMG_2679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our hotel room in Largo, Maryland. And half of my brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Snjwk5K0z8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3RBXxV3UB0I/s1600-h/IMG_2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366303472624127938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Snjwk5K0z8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/3RBXxV3UB0I/s320/IMG_2681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Complimentary Holy Bible. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjwkvPIQLI/AAAAAAAAANw/4_XjGQlQx-Q/s1600-h/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366303469957824690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjwkvPIQLI/AAAAAAAAANw/4_XjGQlQx-Q/s320/IMG_2768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The doors to the metro. Metro! hahaha I'm so used to calling it the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqvjPA9WI/AAAAAAAAANo/pQQSzCu7KG0/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366297058644915554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqvjPA9WI/AAAAAAAAANo/pQQSzCu7KG0/s320/DSC01962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's us at the start of the tour (mom, brother, me). We were the only Canadians in the group. There were some Brits, some Americans, some French speakers, and something that sounded a lot like Latvian but I seriously can't tell the difference. We got a pretty cool tour guide, as long as you didn't get too close to him. We want to hear the news not the weather, if you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXyeceMI/AAAAAAAAANg/Y5E37Leveg4/s1600-h/IMG_2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366296650419304642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXyeceMI/AAAAAAAAANg/Y5E37Leveg4/s320/IMG_2694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Vietnam War Memorial. It was really pretty I must say, and really well done. It's almost as though by seeing your reflection in the stone you can put a face to the name. Or I may be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXrVV_nI/AAAAAAAAANY/uF92tSRq91E/s1600-h/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366296648502083186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXrVV_nI/AAAAAAAAANY/uF92tSRq91E/s320/IMG_2698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The far less controversial half of the Vietnam War Memorial. These three were looking right at the wall of names and as an art major, I LOOOOOOOVE this sculpture. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXWvtMmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bB7MS5OhQdU/s1600-h/IMG_2699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366296642975511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqXWvtMmI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bB7MS5OhQdU/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vein-y arm! This makes me happy for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqW1nyquI/AAAAAAAAANI/vyHyiScZii8/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366296634083945186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqW1nyquI/AAAAAAAAANI/vyHyiScZii8/s320/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial. It was suffocatingly hot and crowded that day and I ran out of water halfway through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366296631545923410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjqWsKrh1I/AAAAAAAAANA/WfRhoEIi-Vg/s320/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, dad, and Abe Lincoln.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpH_wiOFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uj4UgfELllc/s1600-h/DSC01981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366295279595305042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpH_wiOFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/uj4UgfELllc/s320/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, mom, and Abe Lincoln.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366295267122914594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpHRS4pSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/iKoQKKt-74w/s320/DSC01993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Me, dad and brother on the steps of the Lincoln memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpGxWz2_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/fCQwgsuE51c/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366295258549443570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpGxWz2_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/fCQwgsuE51c/s320/DSC01961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Washington Monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpGGLRP1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/xL_5QUxzZmg/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366295246958313298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjpGGLRP1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/xL_5QUxzZmg/s320/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me, in front of the wall of gold stars at the World War II memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXuIDAi3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p-x8fjemWfg/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135405957647218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXuIDAi3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p-x8fjemWfg/s320/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Same wall of stars, my eyes are closed because that's what the cool kids do. Actually it was more along the lines of the fact that the sun was in my eyes and my dad refused to let up on the picture taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXt9WDvrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3DiopHVuWFk/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135403084758706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXt9WDvrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/3DiopHVuWFk/s320/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking alongside the Vietnam War Memorial. Wow out of sequence much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXtWGB_-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Bonh4sw6qfI/s1600-h/DSC02001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135392548552674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXtWGB_-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/Bonh4sw6qfI/s320/DSC02001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The White House! Sorry guys this is as close as I could get to Obama without being killed by the snipers on the roof :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could however get a picture of myself kissing him, for $7. But he's married and a tad old for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXtAhlM7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/dF3Mn5v940U/s1600-h/DSC02006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135386758525874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXtAhlM7I/AAAAAAAAAL4/dF3Mn5v940U/s320/DSC02006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Post Office! This place was great. It was a lot like that underground food court that was near the AGO, only bigger and indoors and classier. There was this elevator that went all the way up to that tower and you could see the original bells, and all of D.C spread out below you. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXsgWjp5I/AAAAAAAAALw/kIOV4B1RQ0Q/s1600-h/DSC02013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366135378122352530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnhXsgWjp5I/AAAAAAAAALw/kIOV4B1RQ0Q/s320/DSC02013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ride back to Largo, Maryland on the metro. Tired, sweaty, and my feet hurt like hell. But it was an awesome experience. I wish I had more than one day to spend in D.C. And more patience to show you guys more pictures. But I can't be arsed to write a detailed entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7403734965344704981?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7403734965344704981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7403734965344704981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7403734965344704981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7403734965344704981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/08/road-trip-part-1-washington-dc.html' title='ROAD TRIP: Part 1 - Washington, D.C.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SnjwlfOE_1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/aPTJyvS4ZiA/s72-c/IMG_2679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3619980238036852381</id><published>2009-07-24T15:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:43:08.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>of me using my youth as an excuse to bitch about life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmoM2pHXjhI/AAAAAAAAALo/1_eXU7aFXio/s1600-h/olena_sinthu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362112439227223570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmoM2pHXjhI/AAAAAAAAALo/1_eXU7aFXio/s320/olena_sinthu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Sinthu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmoL_KkT5QI/AAAAAAAAALg/zC8omGVACsk/s1600-h/olena_pink_hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362111486134314242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmoL_KkT5QI/AAAAAAAAALg/zC8omGVACsk/s320/olena_pink_hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remind me never to sketch with only markers again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my rant of all things that piss me off/depress me at this point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What the hell is up with 2009? Is it just me or has this year been one giant fluctuation between depressingly bad and REALLY GOOD? Overall I guess I'm going to learn something from all the crap that happened this year, but COME ON. It's like I don't even have time to enjoy being bored and irresponsible anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I need to remember that life has a sick sense of humour. And next time I ask for it to be more exciting, I should be more specific. I hate change. Everyone and their dog knows this by now. I will fight change till you pry my cold fingers off of what I'm used to and force me to accept the new. Everything is so freaking convoluted right now that I seriously have no idea what's going on, what's going to happen, and GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I think I've finally accepted that I'm another year older, and only have 2 more years of school left before my group of friends split up for their post-secondary education ventures. As if going to high school was bad enough now I have to overhaul like crazy AGAIN? And I need to decide what the hell to do with my life when I honestly don't have the foggiest idea. I'm going to end up a hobo and poor if I go with anything that I'd like to do as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Volunteer hours or child exploitation? The library still hasn't called me back after a year and a half, and so help me God if I have to sell carnations for charity again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I miss Amy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Hell I miss everyone. Please don't leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was short and to the point. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Virginia for a week tomorrow. Waking up at 5 am or something like that. Should be fun :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3619980238036852381?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3619980238036852381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3619980238036852381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3619980238036852381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3619980238036852381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-me-using-my-youth-as-excuse-to-bitch.html' title='of me using my youth as an excuse to bitch about life'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmoM2pHXjhI/AAAAAAAAALo/1_eXU7aFXio/s72-c/olena_sinthu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3196410415336923842</id><published>2009-07-18T20:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:49:30.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>art then. art now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmJrO51zqgI/AAAAAAAAALY/MrviCtQ0EXs/s1600-h/rop_sagefire+comparison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359964410313157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmJrO51zqgI/AAAAAAAAALY/MrviCtQ0EXs/s320/rop_sagefire+comparison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because honestly, we all need an ego-boost sometimes, and mine comes in the form of seeing my art improve. *thumbs up*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the 2007 version makes me cringe, thankfully my art has improved massively in 2 1/2 years. Sage looks more human now (look at the face anybody?). She's gained some weight, has an ass, some skin tone variation, and her HAIR looks more natural. There's still some kinks with the pose, but hey. I haven't improved THAT much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm set on re-painting the rest of this series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3196410415336923842?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3196410415336923842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3196410415336923842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3196410415336923842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3196410415336923842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/07/art-then-art-now.html' title='art then. art now.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SmJrO51zqgI/AAAAAAAAALY/MrviCtQ0EXs/s72-c/rop_sagefire+comparison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3416111057544256201</id><published>2009-07-11T21:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:18:46.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 am wake up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Slk3xZWLAlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/j4lxj7YBpDE/s1600-h/olena_blue_sit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Slk3xZWLAlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/j4lxj7YBpDE/s320/olena_blue_sit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357374553490915922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (late) Birthday Eggplant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't hate me too much LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well I've had a remarkably tiring day. First of all, my phone woke me up at around 2:30 am. I thought I was hallucinating at first, but sure enough, my cell was ringing. So pick it up with a drowsy, "Allo?"&lt;br /&gt;and I get in return some weird-ass background noise that suggested that he was in some kind of club, and a "Yo sup?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry who is this?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh Nick"&lt;br /&gt;And the only Nick I know is smart enough not to call me that early in the morning ever.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry but you have the wrong number, please don't call it again"&lt;br /&gt;and I hung up and went back to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a whole 3 seconds before I had to get up and check that it wasn't someone I knew and that it wasn't some kind of emergency. &lt;br /&gt;My god, I get more wrong numbers than actual phone calls. *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I somewhow went back to sleep, and then early in the morning my mother dragged me to 5 consecutive grocery stores to make sure we had all the food we need for tomorrow's party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back hurts, my butt hurts, my legs hurt, and we didn't even do anything soul-crushingly painful yesterday at TKD. I can almost hear Alex's "I TOLD YOU SO" right now, but I'm kicking myself for not taking a double class. &lt;br /&gt;ACK I should have known better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, fun times ahead tomorrow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3416111057544256201?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3416111057544256201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3416111057544256201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3416111057544256201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3416111057544256201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-am-wake-up-call.html' title='3 am wake up call'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Slk3xZWLAlI/AAAAAAAAALQ/j4lxj7YBpDE/s72-c/olena_blue_sit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-990513941891147937</id><published>2009-07-08T21:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:20:26.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was my birthday, and a day of amazingness it truly was. I can not begin to put into words how happy I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my parents got me a phone, A Nokia 3600 Slide actually. And it is beautiful. Me and my easily amused mind spent the better part of today sliding it back and forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My grandparents sent over a jewellery set that is green and I feel kinda bad that I'll never wear it enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've eaten too much cake, had way too much fun, and my face hurts from smiling. Here are some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiwgXOlI/AAAAAAAAALI/3x_Qar-5yU0/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274790381861458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiwgXOlI/AAAAAAAAALI/3x_Qar-5yU0/s320/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael stole my purse for reasons unknown. I still say it looks better on me. That's the facial expression I make when I'm trying not to laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiSEp64I/AAAAAAAAALA/x06-E645_QM/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274782212582274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiSEp64I/AAAAAAAAALA/x06-E645_QM/s320/IMG_2636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Candid shot, thank you so much CJ and Alex for the cake! When I eat it all for the next week, I'll be thinking of you guys &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiKDZfQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/c5hh5cWDv9M/s1600-h/IMG_2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274780059827458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiKDZfQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/c5hh5cWDv9M/s320/IMG_2637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group picture! (and I'll be taking some guesses with the name spellings here) Left to right: Amy, Jenny, Me, Master D, Wesley, Alex, Pavel, CJ, Sinthu and Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPJVU3khI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0EQnNvQDz0o/s1600-h/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274353589162514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPJVU3khI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0EQnNvQDz0o/s320/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another group pic Wesley, Amy, Jenny, Master D, Alex, Me (crouching because I was positive I'd be blocking someone's face), Pavel, Sinthu, Jessica, and Michael in the front with his eyes closed LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we move onto eating more cake at home -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPI_1WE-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lSk5qngXzm0/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274347819799522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPI_1WE-I/AAAAAAAAAKo/lSk5qngXzm0/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dad and me :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPIvrUCJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/20kIu4kL_QY/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274343482755218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPIvrUCJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/20kIu4kL_QY/s320/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPIAM5WOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xceydEJ7NZ0/s1600-h/IMG_2642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274330738710754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPIAM5WOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xceydEJ7NZ0/s320/IMG_2642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siblings, but you'd never be able to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPH4a6XDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wRHKd-L-tpo/s1600-h/IMG_2643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356274328650013746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPH4a6XDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wRHKd-L-tpo/s320/IMG_2643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst out laughing right as I was blowing out the candles, hahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet Sixteen baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel the wrinkles settling in already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you thank you thank you everyone for an amazingly awesome day, and there's really no greater feeling than the kind you have when you realize that like 20 people bothered to wish you happy birthday on Facebook, countless relatives called long-distance, and people bothered to bring you cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace Out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-990513941891147937?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/990513941891147937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=990513941891147937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/990513941891147937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/990513941891147937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-lenny.html' title='Happy Birthday Lenny'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SlVPiwgXOlI/AAAAAAAAALI/3x_Qar-5yU0/s72-c/IMG_2635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2789717879516559764</id><published>2009-07-03T21:08:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:23:22.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pandas and pictures I'm not proud of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6sFqrFk_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oREVLzWI6No/s1600-h/olena_panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354406220344431602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6sFqrFk_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oREVLzWI6No/s320/olena_panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well happy almost birthday Alex. I took pity on you since you got kicked by Master D. Maybe I should draw more animals...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my birthday being in about... 4 days not counting today, I'm getting pretty nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here are a few pictures that I spent too much time on, and yet don't like in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6r1q_Le6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3YQ0JG9wlNk/s1600-h/olena_swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354405945550797730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6r1q_Le6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3YQ0JG9wlNk/s320/olena_swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This will probably end up being someone's birthday present. I don't even mind giving away the original. It's too pink, too unoriginal, and I ran out of marker ink for the background -___-' It's pieces such as these that make me question my worth as an artist/talentless hack. I'd like to think there's more point to my art than to draw pretty things.&lt;br /&gt;But that's all I end up drawing x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6r1UEclnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yYS3Azozwok/s1600-h/olena_markerpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354405939398874738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6r1UEclnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yYS3Azozwok/s320/olena_markerpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhh and I got some legit marker paper, and holy crap I love that stuff. Unfortunately it's half-transparent, and looks a lot like vellum/tracing paper. But it's smooth, doesn't bleed and HOLY CRAP THE COLOURS. So totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd never be able to do my normal technique of mixing watercolour, marker and pencil crayon though, his paper is designed for marker only.&lt;br /&gt;I want more marker colours :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TKD was fun today! I screwed up my ankle somehow and now it refuses to function properly, but all in the name of improvement right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;strong&gt;NEW BANNER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2789717879516559764?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2789717879516559764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2789717879516559764' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2789717879516559764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2789717879516559764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/07/pandas-and-pictures-im-not-proud-of.html' title='Pandas and pictures I&apos;m not proud of.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sk6sFqrFk_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/oREVLzWI6No/s72-c/olena_panda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7426668538355324900</id><published>2009-06-30T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:51:24.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcomics you need to read</title><content type='html'>I've been wasting my life away lately in front of the computer reading webcomics. I thought I'd share with you some that I particularly enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lackadaisy: &lt;a href="http://www.lackadaisycats.com/"&gt;http://www.lackadaisycats.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my lord I can go on for days about how much I worship the ground Tracy Butler stands on. But go on and take a look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Meek: &lt;a href="http://www.meekcomic.com/"&gt;http://www.meekcomic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous art, I'm into the story even though it's barely a chapter in. Much love for the facial expressions too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Phoenix Requiem: &lt;a href="http://requiem.seraph-inn.com/"&gt;http://requiem.seraph-inn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be hard-pressed to find something that I don't like about this comic. The story is amazing, the art is to die for, BEAUTIFUL. Absolute must read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Girls with Slingshots: &lt;a href="http://www.daniellecorsetto.com/gws.html"&gt;http://www.daniellecorsetto.com/gws.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious, honest, and some of the most memorable characters I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Evil Diva: &lt;a href="http://www.evildivacomics.com/"&gt;http://www.evildivacomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, I love the art, and the story is whimsical and amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Johnny Wander: &lt;a href="http://johnnywander.com/"&gt;http://johnnywander.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even explain the appeal of this, you have to read it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. xkcd: &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/"&gt;http://xkcd.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that as a high school student I don't get half of these jokes, but the half that I do are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hark, a vagrant: &lt;a href="http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.harkavagrant.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historical and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Calamities of Nature: &lt;a href="http://www.calamitiesofnature.com/"&gt;http://www.calamitiesofnature.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute, funny and cynical. And much love for poking fun at groups that really do take themselves way too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand here's my somewhat pathetic webcomic-in-progress.&lt;br /&gt;Basket Case Menagerie: &lt;a href="http://basketcasemenagerie.smackjeeves.com/"&gt;http://basketcasemenagerie.smackjeeves.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll work on it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always on the lookout for more reading material, I'd love if you suggest me some webcomics that you enjoy :]&lt;br /&gt;I have a list of about 10-12 more that I need to get around to reading, but when I do, consider this list updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7426668538355324900?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7426668538355324900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7426668538355324900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7426668538355324900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7426668538355324900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/webcomics-you-need-to-read.html' title='Webcomics you need to read'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-3511575862914158274</id><published>2009-06-28T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:53:18.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TKD: Amy's black belt test (with pictures!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today instead of doing nothing I went to go cheer on my over-protective ex-husband (lol) since she was testing for second dan :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think she did awesome, personally, but she's never going to agree. Whatever, here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To start off, I own a Canon PowerShot SD450, which is essentially a point and shoot digital camera. Please excuse the picture quality. And since this is TKD, it is blurry as well as dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjCgn_-gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Svy27rePSC0/s1600-h/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496314410072578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjCgn_-gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Svy27rePSC0/s320/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Master D kicking what is pretty much his face level. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahah I'd be nervous holding the boards too. Last black belt test I held an apple for Master Ko to kick, and he missed, kicked my hand instead. I lost feeling in that hand for about a minute. Thank god nothing worse happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjCWAj9wI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lpdMgxPPvhY/s1600-h/IMG_2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496311560304386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjCWAj9wI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lpdMgxPPvhY/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was a tornado for sure, whether or not it was a 540 remains debatable. I forgot -___-'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I grow up, I want to be able to do those kinds of kicks. I need to get so much more flexible though. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjB-Cd_oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UpoVLbQSExo/s1600-h/IMG_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496305125850754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjB-Cd_oI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UpoVLbQSExo/s320/IMG_2566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Amy's tornado kick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER NOTICED SHE DID THAT. But omg, I have about 5-6 pictures of the exact same pose LOL. That's amazing. I should try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjBh0WCkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Pg37GelVzDA/s1600-h/IMG_2556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496297550416450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjBh0WCkI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Pg37GelVzDA/s320/IMG_2556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is either pattern 7 or 8, and since I know neither, I won't be able to tell you which one it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is a pretty damn cool pose though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all in all today was so much fun, even though watching got a bit boring halfway through. It would have been far more enjoyable if I was not freezing my butt off. They decide to turn on the AC NOW. Of course. Hahahaha watching the black belts do the patterns is some kind of epic. I'll upload a video sometime if I can, but when they're doing the moves at the same time, wow. Just wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm surprised Amy didn't put up more of a fight about these pictures. At my belt test I threatened murder in the bloodiest way possible if any pictures of that ended up on the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;And now I have a remarkable amount of reference for any martial arts poses I will ever need to draw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-3511575862914158274?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/3511575862914158274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=3511575862914158274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3511575862914158274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/3511575862914158274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/tkd-amys-black-belt-test-with-pictures.html' title='TKD: Amy&apos;s black belt test (with pictures!)'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkfjCgn_-gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Svy27rePSC0/s72-c/IMG_2585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-1787047116771633287</id><published>2009-06-27T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:58:23.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>directions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkZdlOiCvhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8WcZiemBRV8/s1600-h/centennial+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352068101313838610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkZdlOiCvhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8WcZiemBRV8/s320/centennial+park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-1787047116771633287?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/1787047116771633287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=1787047116771633287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1787047116771633287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/1787047116771633287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/directions.html' title='directions.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkZdlOiCvhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8WcZiemBRV8/s72-c/centennial+park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2688030399707095612</id><published>2009-06-25T15:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:23:07.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkPQqSs3BsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nIIZVLW_u_8/s1600-h/mafia_groupdress+full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351350207239358146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkPQqSs3BsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nIIZVLW_u_8/s320/mafia_groupdress+full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the full, painted version of the previously posted lineart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand is that now, during the summer, where I literally have SO MUCH TIME on my hands that I don't know what to do with it, I have no ideas and no motivation to do anything productive. I tried to draw a few things, with no success. I'm feeling overally uninspired and useless.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and bored out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this carries on I shall fill up my summer with watching the Food Network and TKD. Not that I have any problem with either, it's just that I expected something more exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've realized that I constantly learn from my own mistakes and never have a chance to learn from anyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;What I hate the most about being the oldest child in my family is that I'm pretty much the experiment. "Oh let's see what works with the older one to make sure that we don't make the same mistakes on the next kid". This is absolutely ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I've been begging my parents ever since I saw my first Jackie Chan movie to sign me up for some kind of martial art, and no. I was about 7 when I started begging in case anyone's wondering. Instead what do I get? 6 years of dancing that did absolutely nothing to make me any less of a klutz. I still walk into walls, poles, people and trip over my own feet on a stable, flat surface.&lt;br /&gt;And my little brother asks my parents for the first time, and what do they do? Sign him up for karate.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea the fit I threw. I was a difficult pre-teen, I'll be the first to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly different note, I borrowed about 15 CDs from my friend and am currently wasting my life away through listening through them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next time I update this it'll not be as horrifically boring as this post was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2688030399707095612?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2688030399707095612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2688030399707095612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2688030399707095612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2688030399707095612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SkPQqSs3BsI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/nIIZVLW_u_8/s72-c/mafia_groupdress+full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-2936870360432242340</id><published>2009-06-18T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:18:07.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stacey's bday inks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sjr1G8cFe2I/AAAAAAAAAII/goXrilcd5F8/s1600-h/mafia_groupdress+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348857007107832674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sjr1G8cFe2I/AAAAAAAAAII/goXrilcd5F8/s320/mafia_groupdress+bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like the black and white version of this much more than how the coloured version is coming along. Ah well. Happy Birthday Aceface, I shall see you tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Lenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-2936870360432242340?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/2936870360432242340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=2936870360432242340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2936870360432242340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/2936870360432242340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/staceys-bday-inks.html' title='Stacey&apos;s bday inks.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Sjr1G8cFe2I/AAAAAAAAAII/goXrilcd5F8/s72-c/mafia_groupdress+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-6574609774986649635</id><published>2009-06-12T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:28:48.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free at last, free at last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SjMMCOTCDHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zLhZGimuImg/s1600-h/olena_hold_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346630414956104818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SjMMCOTCDHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zLhZGimuImg/s320/olena_hold_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is suuuuuuuuuuch an old lineart that I decided to finally finish watercolouring a few days ago. It's not as horrible as it could be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahahahah I think I'm finally getting the hang of watercolour and fixing my technique. I'll post some of my newer stuff as soon as I get it done/get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SjMLyqZu-5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/2Il5GrXN8zE/s1600-h/olena_holdinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh and have I mentioned that WE'RE FREE? FINALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was the last formal day of classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I don't know what's sadder, the fact that I skipped for literally the second time in my life today, or that I felt like such a badass doing it LOL. And it was only 4th period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ate sooooooo much crap today. Cake, and let me tell you, my English teacher knows how to make cake, and a ton of junk food. And some crackers that tasted like cardboard. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an English exam and a science exam to write next week, and then I will be free for sure. But art and history are DONE and OVER WITH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA (I'm actually not above doing a maniacal cackle right now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TKD today was not as bad as I dreaded, and I was sooooooooo happy. I've realized that the masters are so much nicer to you when you're sick. Not that it's much consolation when you can't breathe through your nose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wish classes would go back to the way they once were. When we stretched for real every day. When a class of 5 people was considered big. When the only time 3 digit numbers were mentioned, it was as a joke. When we sparred more, and didn't worry so much about conditioning. When we had more variety in our teachers, and a ROUTINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you know, that's just a wish list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do very much like TKD. Hell, I love it. I drag my ass there regardless of how shitty I feel and it always cheers me up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's enough from me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-6574609774986649635?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/6574609774986649635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=6574609774986649635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6574609774986649635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/6574609774986649635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/free-at-last-free-at-last.html' title='Free at last, free at last.'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/SjMMCOTCDHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zLhZGimuImg/s72-c/olena_hold_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1472397506367639659.post-7716422390043578523</id><published>2009-06-08T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:16:32.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Macbeth seminar visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Si2HkG0IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/woZxSQPgKXs/s1600-h/olena_macbeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345077387132937938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Si2HkG0IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/woZxSQPgKXs/s320/olena_macbeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Macbeth seminar visual, so for those of you who haven't gotten used to my obsession with answering pointless questions, you've gotten what you came for :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaand here we go~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the person you like is cute?&lt;br /&gt;- He can be. But please let's not start on this or I'll have a hard time stopping :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you say the word "stoked"?&lt;br /&gt;- Not unless I'm doing a really really bad surfer accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like cats? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;- How could you NOT like cats? I love them. They're adorable, fuzzy, and always make you feel better when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you straighten your hair?&lt;br /&gt;- My hair's already dangerously straight. I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather have the ability to fly or the ability to read minds?&lt;br /&gt;- Fly. I reaaaaally don't want to know what goes through the minds of some people &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed someone who's name starts with M?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Yes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found out your friend was smoking weed would you be disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;- I'd be PISSED. And organize an intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing in your life that is no longer there, that you miss?&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, probably my extended family. Or my innocent little 5 year old mind. Or maybe art lessons. I miss those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;- I do, but it does not like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you're currently holding back?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhh no. Maybe the cold that thinks it's going to take over my throat. NOT ON MY WATCH &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever trusted someone you wish you wouldn't have?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done something you knew was wrong?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah a few times. I probably get way too much of a thrill out of not being that much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;badass&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to music currently?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes! Serbia's entry for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eurovision&lt;/span&gt; 2009. It's so damn catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has a friendship ended recently that you wish hadn't?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uhhh&lt;/span&gt; it's not exactly "recent"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;- No I have not. That sounds pretty sweet though. Though I must say that the kiss underwater is still infinitely more appealing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person you want most?&lt;br /&gt;- I'll take a wild guess and say NOT HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret something you did yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;- Eating all those gummy bears was not the greatest idea in the world, I'll admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like text messaging?&lt;br /&gt;- I don`t mind, but I'm not the greatest at it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; much better than calling though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been kissed under mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope :] Only found out what mistletoe was a few years ago. I'm such an immigrant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your best friend went out with your ex, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Not care? Laugh like crazy? My best friend is a guy? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if your best friend jumped on your ex the day after you two split?&lt;br /&gt;- Laugh uncontrollably. I've mentioned that my best friend is a guy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you yell a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- Not usually, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TKD&lt;/span&gt; forces me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you see your mom next?&lt;br /&gt;- Anywhere between an hour and 5 minutes from now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something that made you sad today?&lt;br /&gt;- The fact that I'm horribly behind on my history exam and that I'm failing my art written tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at seven this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- Slamming the snooze button on the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year, can you remember who you liked?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. I can. I'd rather not. But I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Until about midnight for no apparent reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;- Why what?Why did I go to bed at that time? Didn't I just mention that I have no valid excuse? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Amazingly enough, nobody. It's strangely quiet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get "good morning" texts from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Whoever attempted that has quickly learned their lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up today?&lt;br /&gt;- My alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept in the same bed with someone you liked?&lt;br /&gt;- Well I do very much like my cat. But no, in the sense that you're implying, I have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest you stayed up in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;- like... 1:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 9:30 last night?&lt;br /&gt;- I was talking to a whole whack of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten a sunburn so bad it hurt to move?&lt;br /&gt;- Not that I can recall. Or it may have been so bad that my brain has blocked the unpleasant memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any emotion you're trying to avoid right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really. Unless panic is an emotion. Along with stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a girl best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah there's this girl who pretty much makes my life just by existing &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last guy you had a conversation with?&lt;br /&gt;- Probably not. I don't tend to talk to people who I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you babe?&lt;br /&gt;- No, I'm not a big fan of it. So seriously, don't push your luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;- I guess so. Or maybe God's just fucking with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a brother?&lt;br /&gt;- Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing anyone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;- Kind of. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked someone older than you?&lt;br /&gt;- The person I like is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, would you rather go back a week or go forward a week?&lt;br /&gt;- Right now? Forward a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a movie or go to movies?&lt;br /&gt;- It doesn't matter much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;- Pretty good. Until it comes to this one person who I can not control my facial muscles around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your parents actually knock on your door before entering your room?&lt;br /&gt;- I think I have finally trained them to do so. At least my brother and my dad. My mother just barges in randomly without asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhhh I do not remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your ears pierced?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes they are :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;- grey and navy blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are an argumentative person?&lt;br /&gt;- Occasionally and around specific people. Because goddamn it, if I hate you I won't even care if you agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What jewelry do you wear all the time?&lt;br /&gt;- Earrings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you feel when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;- Annoyed at the fact that I had to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slow danced without any music?&lt;br /&gt;- Ummm yes, ballroom dancing class. Do not remind me. &gt;_&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born in the same country you live in now?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your parents have named you if you were born the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;- I asked them this, and they have no idea. Probably something like Vlad LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ticklish are you?&lt;br /&gt;- Uhh very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your eye color, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;- Blue. Without a doubt. Maybe blue-green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a good mood?&lt;br /&gt;- Relatively I guess. It could be worse. I'm stressed and annoyed and panicking. BUT IT COULD BE WORSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is any part of your body sore?&lt;br /&gt;- I'd have to think hard to find one that is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this weekend be a good one?&lt;br /&gt;- It will be an amazing one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing makeup?&lt;br /&gt;- If it managed to survive TKD, then yes indeed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mind most today?&lt;br /&gt;- English seminar, Science unit test, Art written exam, History in class exam I AM SO DOOMED. Oh and ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider piercing your lip?&lt;br /&gt;- Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find the opposite sex confusing?&lt;br /&gt;- Only occasionally and only a choice few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you proud of the person you've become?&lt;br /&gt;- Somewhat. Actually yeah. I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like/love someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you meet the last person you were in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmm I'm pretty sure I spent 9 months in her womb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your week going?&lt;br /&gt;- Terrible and it just started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;- It could be. I don't know. Whatever happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- Watching Tv, as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know. Maybe. Ask me again when I'm old. :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have reason to smile right now?&lt;br /&gt;- I can probably find one if I look hard enough but I really don't feel like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has any one said they love you in the last week?&lt;br /&gt;- Yep, Sooah never lets me forget it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you friends with someone who's older than you?&lt;br /&gt;- I have a lot of friends older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your fingernails painted black?&lt;br /&gt;- No, they're painted clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;- Closed. They must be closed to keep out the monsters &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a flip or slide phone?&lt;br /&gt;- None of the above. But I want a slider. Is it just me or is the Sony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ericsson&lt;/span&gt; S500i the sexiest phone I have ever seen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish someone would call you right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, but I'd probably have a heart attack if he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your favorite people to talk to when you’re down?&lt;br /&gt;- Amy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aceface&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sarface&lt;/span&gt;, Pat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing that has happened to your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- I dropped it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you dislike about the day you're having?&lt;br /&gt;- IT HASN'T ENDED YET &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;GAH&lt;/span&gt; I AM SO DOOMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Myself probably&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think trust is a big deal?&lt;br /&gt;- It's a giant deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~Lenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1472397506367639659-7716422390043578523?l=loveondeathswings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/feeds/7716422390043578523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1472397506367639659&amp;postID=7716422390043578523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7716422390043578523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1472397506367639659/posts/default/7716422390043578523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveondeathswings.blogspot.com/2009/06/macbeth-seminar-visual.html' title='Macbeth seminar visual'/><author><name>Lenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416644408049320393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/TLDSdkqvnSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cHUgrjCI4kM/S220/IMG_3138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mWkqiK4J_-k/Si2HkG0IJtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/woZxSQPgKXs/s72-c/olena_macbeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
