Diary Entry

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YAYAYAY!!

I GOT MY LETTER FROM THE ART AKADEMY, AND I AM IN, AND I M SO HAPPY AND CAN'T STOP WRITING LIKE THIS, YAYAYAYAYAY!Exclaim
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Urgh

My stomach is making noises, and it feels weird in a bad way. Apart from that I had a great day today. In school amlost everybody in the sewing workshop - where I work - was in a dancing mood. Or at least the ones I like the most. The food wasn't good, but it rarely is. And I got painted in the face! The graphic workshop was practising face painting so they can paint children for money in the center as a part of the Kenya project we have. They asked for some "voluntary faces", and I love to get painted, so I said yes. I became a red Gene-Simmons-look-a-like butterfly with matching red/black striped stockings and a t-shirt with the word "DEAD" written in blood. It's an old t-shirt, so I thought it could be fun to wear. And Mufazzal had fun too. He was playing and frog-dancing with a grown up deer with brown pelt, real deer mask and antlers. I hope we'll meet again.

And now I'll go to sleep.
Godnight and see you tomorrow!
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Trail Cam . . . (edit)

Ok. . . so I cannot escape my picture problem. Apparently I'm just as bad on games as I am in the real world. So I figured I would do a little something to utilize a good chunk of TEF screenies. I'm usually too lazy to pull up photoshop and I find it much easier to use a few simple online editors when I have such an accumulation of photos since my snapshot finger is out of control. Which, they work just fine and have the few simple effects I'd like for this blog.

Right now I'm only putting up one. Whoever this is, I'm not sure..lol. . but feel free to post. I make this for any TEF or outdoor enthusiasts. Imagine walking acres through the woods (a magical forest that is) once or twice a week, keeping close with you your (old) Polaroid camera, sketchbook/journal, and taking along some trail cams to set up along the way. What might you capture on your journey to take home with you? Well this is that journal that you find yourself scribbling in and hastily taping pictures upon. . .
Keep an eye out . . .you might just find a remnant of a familiar face : )

In this blog I will add photos or cam shots, as well as journal entries around them. When I add a new photo I will put the number in parenthesis in the title, such as (2) or (3) and so on. . . so everyone may know when something new is added in case they would like to check it out. . .as it just as well may be you lurking behind an old oak in one of my photos or starring in my journal entry from my glorious hike! When I add a new photo it will be at the top, so there will be no having to scroll for those who have already seen the photos before.

After this week, as I will need to figure out how to go about it best, I'd like to turn this into an interactive blog, so as to hear the daily tales of others as they stop to rest their feet beside the wooded trail!

Happy Hiking!!
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Luna's day in the forest

Yes, I finally got a name for my little fawn; Luna. =)
Luna means "moon" of course, but besides that I just think it's fitting her. It's a happy name for a happy fawn. Allthough it's officially a male, she got a female name because she acts like a female with her purple flowers around her head and such. =)

After a few days in the forest, she learned how to communicate. Today she met some other fawns and a grown up deer were she played with for a while. As I said, Luna is the one with the purple flowers:



They started a funny little dance party:



After a while the dance party became more popular:



And now she's just laying down near the pond to rest after a lovely morning. =)

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Roughing It [Sketch Blog]

Roughing It

A Sketch Blog

Watchbreaker's picture

Strange sounds

Sometimes Mufazzal hears this deep resounding noice as if it were comming from a dark cave or the breath of a giant spirit. He has many times tried to find the source of this mighty presence, but without luck.

As another mystery that he deeply want's to solve, I ask i anyone know what this sound is and means. And how you got to know.

Off topic, I'm going to make a drawing of Mufazzal that will be used on the Biography page I'll make of him. And my boyfriend is now for the last time out filming his music video. They have been working on this nonstop from Friday to Sunday, so I've been very much alone. I can't wait till he comes home. And no more sleeping over actors.
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Laundry laundry, shake da laundry

Yes, this is the day when I have to run up and down the stairs to do laundry. It's a funny word now. Laundry. Dry laun. Oeh? And I must be going now, my reservation is from 13:00 to 15:00, so you will not see me between these times. Byeh!

Edit: Now, I'm finally done with the laundry, so if anybody wishes to see me in the forest, speak now, for when my boyfriend comes home, there will be no time to play.
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Dairy of a Dik-dik

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4/21/11:

That was quite a fall... my head hurts... I feel... dizzy... Ugh...

Ok, I'm fine now. My legs feel very wobbly...

Wait a second. Who am I? I remember it started with a D, like Dik-dik. Dary...Dara...Dee...darr... Dareh! That's my name! Is it? Yes, it is! But... where am I? Where did I come from? Who are my parents? Oh dear! I seem to have forgot! Well, maybe I'll remember later. Hmm... this is quite a beautiful forest... I hear frogs... and I see a pond! Oh dear. I see a doe. Her antlers are cut off. She looks quite hurt. Maybe a dance will help... No? Oh, maybe just sit down by her. The water feels so refreshing... Oh, I'm getting bored with this. I'll get up... hmm. There are many deer in this forest to play with. Many fawns, too. But I still don't remembered what happened... all I remember is falling...falling... falling. Whatever. This place is awesome! I think I'll stay here.
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I had a dream

About the endless forest, and new features! A new world called ghostland had appeared, and new pelts, masks and antlers could be optained. It seemed like you had to get through a portal to get to the ghostland, and to do that, you had to do something. I don't know what, I couldn't get through. Maybe you'll have to die.

I think I dreamt about this because of all the skull masks you see in the forest. What are so god damn amazing about the death, gloom and darkness? It is strange that we are attracted to it, when it is something we should fear or keep a dinstance to. But I can promise you this: Mufazzal will never be a selfpity, evil-wannabe emo which is so popular nowadays. That's just so phony, because.. He isn't sad all the time! And neither am I. I think people will die if they pretend to be sad all the time. Either of the pretending, or by being killed by people that got annoyed by it. Think of having a friend being sad al the time. I would probably kill him. Know why? If the world is so freaking sad and there is nothing to live for, then they wouldn't mind being killed! No? Then stop play this shit!

Well, this turned out to be a This-is-my-oppinion-and-I-want-to-smash-it-in-your-head-to-understand blog. Sorry for the last part, I added a bit more, because I agitated myself. Hahaha, I tend to do that sometimes! Laughing out loud
Maybe I should check out the forest. It has been boring the last few days because nobody wanted to play. This may be a lucky day. See you in the forest!

P.S. I saw Beowulf yesterday. It sucked, and I hate the creepy features on the monsters. Only thing that kept me watching was because of Grendel is played by Crispin Glover, and after he died, I was too far into the movie, so I had to finish it. Nevermore. Hahaha!
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A quiet day...

[This was meant to be posted earlier, but I had no chance to.]
That is how it seems. I slumbered for awhile, not quite feeling like taking a stroll quite yet, but let my thoughts wander instead.
There are some missing as of late...
I had seen Amary not too many days ago, as well as Kaoori and Wesker...but where is Darkweaver, I must wonder? And...the Priest... He has long been absent from this Forest. I would say I am not worried...but that would not be truth.
...
It would seem in my time of writing this, I have gained the company of a reptilian-pelted stag with a rather...interesting mask.
We had an...odd conversation that I could not quiet follow. He never did explain what this "Playstag" is... Another, a doe by the name of Ourania I believe, joined us.
Then a fawn baffled me with casting various pelt spells... It took me a moment to figure out that it wanted its own fur changed, as well as to gain a set of antlers to go with its new-found fur and the mask it was adorning. Odd how fawns may keep regaining a change in appearance once it fades...
That green-scaled fellow had to depart while I was entertaining the fawn.

I must write more often. I fear I am beginning to become...rusty at it.


I remain,


Bastilion
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