Monday, February 15, 2010

Artwrks...

Featuring before/after/computer coloring/awesome/effects!!!

And some pics by my bro of Mass Effect 2. Funny if you know what's going on- this here's slim shady shepherd...and his normandy 2 console telling him how much mail he has. The rest are anime artworks done by me of charcters of my comic book "Sailor Comet" (don't laugh, it's rude). No critisisms please! I prefer to think I'm perfect.


TITLES:

1) unread messages
2) in the elevator with Zaeed
3) Sailor Borrelly cover
4) Sailor Encke and Sailor Halley (encke is a character from yonina's comic book- they're cousins in the books)
5) Dreamscape
6) Group shot.

ENJOY!






























































Gettin' my YEARBOOK pictures...

wish me luck!! Will post when i get them. I also plan to make the best one my avatar. And YES chaiky, I'm going to wear LOTSA makeup and look VERY PRETTY.

Because if i don't im jumpin off a'roof.

ALSO- will be posting artwork done by me at duh same time. Cheerios!

Anxiously,
iguana- ^u^

Saturday, February 6, 2010

"Irony is my left name, amanda.."

Well folks I had an aboslutely splendid shabbat and I'm gonna share it with each and every one of ya.

Here is a detailed account of the great adventure I undetook this shabbat: (we ate lunch at the goldners, I'm skipping that part)

"Okay, we're going!" I then walked out the door, my parents and sister followed shortly behind. I was going to 8th grade b'not at the kollel to chill wif my friends, but my sister was going to her b'not which was at the shul across town. When we reached the part of the road where we'd need to seperate, my mom told me firmly:
"You'd better leave b'nos early to get her!"
I gulped.
I was not, not in a bazillion years, gonna leave b'not early. The thing's only an hour long for heaven's sake! It's like a twenty minute walk (and in cold cold weather whilst wearing a tiny jumper!), and that cut my small amount of awesome time with my friends in half! So I kept going to the kollel, which luckily, wasn't too far from the goldners'. But the wind was not easy on my legs. Yeesh! I shrank behind my purple scarf, but nothing really helped. I say, even now in the safety of my brown comfy chair with my warm laptop and gad elbaz streaming into my ears, that the wind was brutal just for me. Soon, I reached the kollel (meeting a friend on the way, heading to the same place) so we went in together.

It was a full house, but our councelor hadn't actually prepared anything, since the whole thing had been on pretty short notice so we just played freeze and justify, which I found out I am insanely good at (and then some).

For those of you who don't know, here's how to play and some examples of what we did:

Two people go up and perform a skit they made up on the spot (not unlike 'who's line is it anyway', which is where I got all my exp.) Then, someone says 'Freeze' and they have to stop in whatever pose they're in. Someone says 'justify so and so', and that person has to change the skit completely, and it can't be related at all to the last one. Here:

First skit: Me and a friend

Me: *looking on ground* hey, see that!
F.: what?
Me: *picks up an invisible object from floor* I think it's a coin!
F.: then it's mukzah!
Me: no, take a closer look (cups hands and holds them up to her)
OF: FREEZE. Justify iguana.
Me: *puppy eyes* can I have a little more?
F.: Uh, a little more what? I think I'm out.
Me: Please? (puts down bowl and leans against wall)
F.: Uhm...(she said something funny, but i don't remember whut she said)
Me: (puts hands on legs while leaning against wall)
OF: freeze! Justify iguana
Me: I think I pulled it..
F.: What?
Me: My leg, it really hurts (bends over)..do you have something I could use on it, or an excersize you could recommend?
F.:well i tink I have some cream...
Me: you put cream on your aching joints...?

and so and so on. Sooner or later, these other girls came on that were fantastic! But I don't want to go too far in. Almost immediately after we started playing, it was 3:30 already, so I went to get little sis from the shul. I knew I'd be pretty late, but it wouldn't kill her to wait a little, since she already tried to ruin my fun at b'not. I was pretty hot, since the room was small and heated pretty well, and I'd really been enjoying myself. So the cold didn't bother me. I made it to the shul in record time, only fifteen minutes late. But after scouring the whole place, I saw my sis wasn't here...And that would be prob-la-ma-tic.

"Someone must've walked her home." I thought out loud ( i do dat a lot) "They saw no one was coming and walked her home. Probably a councelor. Well, that's just great! I'm only fifteen minutes late! Don't these people wait?!"

So I started home, and walking pretty fast.

"If someone walked her home, that means my mom had to wake up and open the door for them, cuz littles sister doesn't have the key..That means not only did she have to cut her nap short, but she KNOWS I disobeyed her! Deliberately, no doubt!" I walked a bit faster.

"Or maybe a carpool decided to take her where they were going...Maybe she's at Raymond's with her friends...Maybe she decided to walk home herself and something happened to her....Man, I wonder what my mom's going to do when she finds out....Maybe she'll make me go to bed at like seven or something...No, I can't do that. Not possible. I'd just wait till she went to bed and get up and play mindless video games all night."

The whole thing reminded me of an episode of Sailor Moon where Sailor Moon was supposed to pick up her little cousin from her swim class, but she was a little late so the kid tried to walk herself home and it was storming so she got really lost.. (cept she was really Sailor Moon's daughter from the future, not to mention the only heir to the White thrown, so there were all types of people from the future tracking her down and trying to kill her, which didn't make me feel any better about MY situation, but it probably didn't apply).

I was nearly home when I saw two figures about a block ahead of me. They looked like kids of my little sis's grade, which made me feel better.

"Not everyone's gone home yet! Those could be kids from sister's b'not!"

But as I got closer, I recognized the coats the figures were wearing, and they seemed to grow taller.

"Wait a minute," I said out loud, "That's M. and T. (not saying their names, they won't appreciate it. Child, u know who I mean) ! But...are they going to my house? Well, that's not gonna work, I'm not home!"

I began to run. I saw them turn around the corner.

"Wait, they could just be going to M's house....but that's really far away from T's house and shabbat ends in two hours. They wouldn't be there that long..." They passed a girl coming my direction. I concurred they must be going to my house, so I ran faster.

"Are they going to my house?!?" I yelled at the girl (she knows me) as I ran past. She shrugged. I managed to catch up with them just as they were walking away from my house, after knocking and not getting any reply.

"There you are!" M said.
"Yeah, I've been searching the whole city for my little sister." I explained, "I didn't find her at the shul...I don't know where she is..."
"Well, why don't you just go inside and warm up?" M. suggested.
"Is the door open?" I asked, and leaned on the door. It opened right away, curiously. I went inside. Gazing over the living room, I happened to notice the brown chair was rocking incredibely fast, as if someone had just jumped out of it....

"SURPRISE!" Yelled my little sister.
"You're HERE?!" I shrieked, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
"I went home with mommy," she said.
"Mommy took you home from b'not?" gulp. Not good...then she'd know I never showed up.
"No, I didn't go to bnos at all. I didn't want to."
"Buh...uh...er..." My eyes crossed.

I fell over.


so the story ends. I coudn't feel my legs for an hour, but my friends and I played games and ate cake. Then they stayed over after shabbat and we watched Taylor Swift music videos. It was good times....

Till later, folks!
Rubbing her sore eyebrows (just got plucked),
iguana :{

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Becuz...








Yes, children, it seems yet another week has come by. My mom has somehow managed to obsess me with Gad Elbaz (in the worst way) and now i can't stop listening to him. Though I have a feeling that this won't last long, cuz i always blog from my lappy, and my lappy has super-crap lan options. So if I can't get Gad Elbaz from my mom's computer to this one becuz the lappy don't feel like lan networking today, i can't really listen to him. Which will either make me end the obsession or turn into a mutant gerbil. I'm desperately hoping for the mutant gerbil thing, but i don't think it's happening.
FLASH
I bought three new bottles of nailpolish though. AWESOMEST COLORS i gotta say. Yes I'm a full teenager now (complete with zits that make you want to puke!) Problem is...if i'm gonna keep blowing money on nailpolish, i'm gonna need more money. Actually, these bottles were a dollar a piece, and i've got somewhere like 24 sweet american dollars, so i'm not desperate. But still...So that's where my plan comes in....right...here!
...
Kay, i don't got no plan. Maybe I'll be able to like steal my bro's milkshake business when he graduates, but honestly, his highschool is a dorm. Mine isn't. People will not be that desperate for milkshakes. Besides, the seniors would arrange my murder before i'd sold more than three shakes anyway. So that no worky. Uh...huh...(scratches head)...
Come on people help me out!! How can a girl make some money in this joint??!
Milwaukee, WI
53rd street.
mail me something.


Friday, January 29, 2010

Finally!

That's what you were going to say, right? Yes! My pix from miami, with commentary!

Look folks, uh, i accidentely uploaded these backwards, so uh, bear with me here..





I took this by the balcony of our hotel room. The lighting came out horribley, i forgot to turn the flash on. But if I could fix it, this would probably be the cover to my book.

This is an unforgettable picture of me giving shua a tour of my yachts from the balcony, but he made me laugh while he took the picture. Note the necklace, chaii.

Picture my cousins took of me (at their insitance of course. Prolly they were sick of me taking pictures of them) I think it came out good. This could also be a cover for mah book. Note the eyes.YESSSSSSSS...YOU CANNAH RESSSISSSST MEEEEEEE....GIVE ME YOUR MOOOONNNEEEEEEEY....


That's right, zoom in on that picture and you'll find the sign reads 'MANATEE ZONE SLOW SPEED'. (bridge out, slow to 60). I didn't actually see any manatees, but i think their up to something. In any case, we didn't slow down, so we're fine.



Yuh, speedboat. That thing went past us at like sixty miles an hour. The bright green boat is a shipping boat from Hong Kong that just came in. Yup.




The beautiful ocean water of Miami...





These are the bubbles the ship produced. These things drove yonina nuts. She's like 'LOOK AT THE BUUUUBBBLESS!!'. They were very relaxing to watch. (yeah we're on a cruise boat, forgot to mention that part)







Ah yes private island...







My dad videoed (?) the whole ride. I'll try to get the link by the end of this commentary. Or I'll just ask him abawt it.








Das Miami! Cancha tell?









Quite possibly the same speedboat that buzzed us last time...That old man looks like he's enjoying a cold one!










Das Miami beach. We're staying in one of those hotels on the shore over there. Unfourtunately, peeps advised me against bringing my camera to the beach cuz they were afraid it'd get either stolen (by seagulls) or destroyed (by seagulls).











Ah yes, shua making an important phone call from our hotlel balcony...












Cuzzinz. I won't say dare names, i don't think they'd appreiciate it. But those guys were cuuute.













More cuzzinz. This is at a pizza place, btw.














What can be said that isn't painfully obvious? (SQ6)















Yeah...Lobby of our hotel...
















You wish you had one of these in your backyard. I swear in miami every building has its own fountain. We drove past like a hundred fountains, but every time i tried to take a picture a car of a jogger got in the way. And in florida, joggers don't WEAR CLOTHES.

















A pretty building we passed...I think it's a church.
Palm treeeeeeesss!!!
das it folks. Thanks for bearing with us.
Going to go clean up and grab a snack,
iguana ^-^







































Saturday, January 16, 2010

hair, you ask? Conquered, I say!

S'true. I have finally found a way to brutally bash in the forces of my hair. Das right. I can now making a spiffing good halfpony that my mom despises but that i think looks good. I was a little self-concious of this walking to shul today with yonina, so i asked her about it.

Me: Yonina, is it better to have everyone but you like your hair, or that you like your hair, but no one else does?

Yonina:...hmmm...that's pretty tough...

Me: (surprised she understood the question) so what do you think?

Yonina: Well, let's look at it this way iguana. Why don't you pull down your hood, and if I say your hair is good, it's probably good.

Me: pulls down hood. So what do you think?

Yonina: it's not ugly.

Me:...well...what does that mean?

Yonina: Well there are two kinds of hairstyles. There's really good, and ugly.

Me: so no in-between?

Yonina: well in-between would be 'okay'.

Me; so is my hair 'okay'?

Yonina: it's not ugly.

Shaken by these words of wisdom spouted by my 8 year old sister, i continued into teh shul. Davening went off without a hitch, cept there was this really inconciderate person davening next to me who didn't feel like davening silently like the rest of the planet. So, instead of focusing on my heavenly prayers, i contented myself by listening to her practically yell in my ear. Trust me, when you're in a huge room, and it's musaf, so no on'es talking, and the person next to you won't daven to themselves, it's pretty loud.

Anyway, that afternoon we had company, so i got out pretty late. I got invited by my frend to go to b'not that shabbat, so i decided to deck it out. When I got there, they were having some kind of sermen about tziniut, which didn't surprise me. In fact, i spent the whole sermon focusing on the fact that i desperately needed a tissue. But ya know, the counselor was really going at it, so I didn't want to interupt. After that we played simon says. So I pretty much know this ain't gonna be a worthwhile investment. My frends assured me that they didn't play simon says every shabbat, but seriously, that was my reason for not going. It's and 8g b'not, what the heck else are they supposed to do? I mean, that's what the little kids do, right?

Anways, after that, me and two frends rounded out to another frend's house to play apples-to apples (or wahtever) then shared embarresing medical stories. Then I went home. Played space quest with Rafs...yeah...

I'm going to miami on monday peeps. I'll post some pictures. I'm bringing this laptop with.

OH I ALMOST FORGOT!!!!

My dad or someone, i really don't know i wasn't there when it happeened, bought the sq series with VOICES!!!!! FINALLY!!! I HAD GIVEN UP HOPE!!!!!!!!! I WILL NEVER HAVE TO READ TONGUE-TWISTERS TO YONINA WHILE PLAYING EVER AGAAAAAAAAIN!!!

Plus, I won't have to read stuff like this; try it, it's not easy:

"From inside the elevator, you can't touch the inlay outlay relay array. You can't even SAY inlay outlay relay array."


going to go watch her bro play modern warfare 2,
iguana W_W (i'm wearing my glasses, those are them pretend)

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Happy late new years

and I have a naseau (?) in my stomach.

Yes, it's been a while since I've written. I'm aware my absence has arroused some panic in some of my many followers (pronounced: 'and she had many followers'-Mass Effect), but I am here with a calming message for you all:

DON'T PANIC.

Anyways, back to my action-movie-drama life. I realize now it's 2010. That means I'm 14 now. (my birfday's july 8th, but you get wut i'm sayin). I'M OOOOOOLD!!! I'M GONNA BE A FRESHMAN THIS YEAR!!! I bet all you college types are so proud of me. I'm entering the prime of my life. I recognize this for one reason, mainly. So gamble round the campfire children, I shall tell you a story.

I was leafing through da bookshelf friday night. The boys had just gone to shul, and now I had something of two hours to dwindle away. My mom and bro had thoughtlessly gone to the liberry wifout me, so I had no good books to pore over. So, I scanned the bookshelves for anything that I hadn't already reread several million times, and I paused. I found a book I didn't recognize, so I pulled it out. It turned out to be a photo album. I opened it up and found something mindboggling, but before I get into that I have to tell you the conclusion of the story so you don't have to wonder the whole time and get distracted. Yes, I found a book to read eventually. It was a reread. If I didn't tell you that, there's a chance you would wonder as I told you of my historical find; "Did she ever find anything to read?!".

Back to my historical find. I opened the photo album and found a family portrait labeled in neat blue pen on the bottom: 'Skier family, 1907'. The picture was of a small Russian family, a mother, father, and some boys. The picture was yellowed and frayed at the edges, but other than that it was in incredibly good condition. I could see the faces clearly, and I wondered for a while how these people who shared my name lived over a hundred years ago. I flipped the page. Then the real shock came. There was a beautiful picture of a young woman, labeled 'EDITH SKIER, AGE 13, GRADUATION'. She was wearing a (I think) silky, short sleeved dress, and she held a boquet of flowers. She had short, wavy styled hair (i think that was popular in the 20s), and she was smiling wonderfully (better than I ever could, and I should know). I am nearly 110 percent sure that was her 8th grade graduation, which I am about to experience in June. All that shabbat, I couldn't stop thinking about that picture. She was my age, and graduating, right? We have the same name, but I don't know anything about her. What did she do for fun? What did she eat? Was she popular? Did she enjoying writing, or did she talk a lot? Did she even have my color hair? This was a picture of her as she was entering high school, which I think is one of the most important times in a person's life. It defines who you are going to be when you grow up, and when you leave, it's finally time to start your life as an adult.

With all the technology we have now, it's easy for me to record my teenage years, but think of all those other teenagers living in the 1900s, when life was much different. How much do we know about them? They're all grampas and great grampas, great aunts and uncles, not vibrant young people on their way to complain about school. Or maybe they didn't complain about school, because they saw it as a priveledge instead of a chore. I don't know.

I guess that's the end of the story, children. So now you know. The secret sorcret has been revoiled. Think about that as you walk out the door. And make sure you close it tightly, otherwise the draft gets in, you know.

off to go depress,
iguana o_o

ps, kovs, thanks for signing up.