Hi everybody! Tis, Samantha aka Sesshy.Uber.Rad. :] Welcome to The Backroom! {previously known as Forever Forest.} As you can see, this world has finally been revamped! Isn't that just the bees knees? So, the purpose of this world really is just a place for me to write whatever I want. Basically this is my erm..."professional writing" world. My blog is "Journal of A Crazy." ;] So if there's something on here that you don't agree with, that's really too bad. Your opinion is welcome, but there is no flaming here. Criticism of MY writing is NOT welcome I will NOT tolerate it....I'm kidding. Of course critical criticism is welcome whole heartedly here. ^_^ Actually, I will probably love you forever if you criticize me. Cause that means YOU LOVE ME and want to see me get better as a writer. ;] That's how I take all criticism anyways. People wouldn't take the time to criticize you if they didn't care, right?
It's friendly here. This is a place where you are free to speak your mind. So...I usually don't like to put up rules, but due to past circumstances, I'll have to make some...*sigh* I wish you guys didn't make me do this....
Rules of The Backroom:
1. Thou shalt not flame (curse at, throw things at, and throw up on, etc..) the writer (me)
2. To flame your neighbor is just as bad as flaming the writer. It's mean and mean.
3. You can curse, but don't call the writer or your neighbor a derogatory name. ex: "You flabbergasted BANANA!!
4. You shall be friendly and open minded here. There is no close mindedness, or I shall kick you out. I'm so serious.
So you know what you can and can't do. Don't push my buttons, and I'll love you forever. Push the buttons, and ACTION will have to be taken..... X] <3 I am a beta reader, so if you want me to proofread anything, go right on ahead and send it my way! Welcome to The Backroom. *hugs*
We all know what
SEANCES
are.
Speak to a loved, lost one.
It's all fun and games.
Hold hands.
Concentrate on the one you love.
You giggle as the sound
of chanting amuses you.
Your fingers tingle
with anticipation.
You can't wait to
see them again.
Just one last time.
Just one last
"I'll love you forever."
You watch in fascination as each person in the circle,
communes with an unseen
loved one.
The psychic turns to you.
"Your turn." She smiles.
You eagerly tell her their name.
She chants and chants.
And chants.
Nothing.
Nobody.
You frown in dissapointment.
The psychic stares at you.
"The spirits tell me,
that there is nobody
of the name,
you speak of?"
Shocked, you withdraw your hands.
"No, no!" you yell.
"You see,
the person I wanted to see...
is still alive.
But they're lost.
They're lost to me."
Note: This is just a "journal entry" from somebody's diary (From Naruto). I'm not going to mention any names whatsoever in the entry either. ;] Guess who it is. When you think about it, this could really be ANY of the youngins in Naruto. So go wild. If it sounds 'emo' to you... Eh, well, I'm sure we've all felt these feelings once in a while. I tried to write it to make it relatable to everybody. So I hope you like it. ^_^ Remember, just because it sounds emo, don't automatically assume that I wrote this with Sasuke in mind.
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Dear Journal,
Today was a horrible day. I worked so hard today, I almost fainted from over exertion. Not to mention I heard the rumor mill today, and guess who's on it? Me. As if any of that is important though.
But today, I've been feeling depressed. Have you ever felt as if the weight of the world was on your shoulders? Like, if you moved just an inch, everything as you knew it would crumble and you would fail everybody? It's just lately everybody has been saying "Do this. Do that. Get it done." I have things to do too. Well, I have things to do too. It's like, I'm breathing for them or something. I know that if I left, nobody would notice. They would find some other person without a life to do their things for them. Am I a fool for letting them control me? Yes, but I feel as if I OWE everybody something. I'd feel like an evil person for NOT doing what they ask me to do for them. It's little things. And big things. But when they ignore you afterwards, not even a thank you or a glance, it leaves a scar. It's like, a word is forever etched into your mind after each deception and betrayal. "Alone" "Unwanted" "Faker" My mind is a canvas. I'm an artist. Watch me as I paint. Am I right?
Not to mention, THEY will never notice me either. (You remember who THEY indicates right?) When they walk in a room, it's like a dying sun. A falling star; bright, brilliant, and huge. They're always occupied with a fellow star though, just as bright, just as brilliant, twice as huge. They would never notice me, a black hole, who just sucks in all misery. Don't get me wrong, black holes are interesting, but only for a second. Then WHOOSH, the falling star flies by, and the black hole is just what it is. And even though I laugh at all the people that are captivated by all the shiny bright lights, I'm one of them as well. It's hard to resist. It's hard to turn your head away. I've tried too many times. I've told myself "stop, you know that they'll never love you. You're going to hurt yourself. And for what?" But who am I kidding? That NEVER works.
Well, I must stop here. Somebody's calling for me... Ha, see my point?
FOREVER FOREST IS GOING TO BE REVAMPED!!! Probably this weekend, maybe, kinda?
HOLY CRAP!
Yeah, I'm just going to change the theme and the name of the world. It will always be Forever Forest though. :] <3
Yeh baby, two fan words published in a row! :D *squeal*
{As you can tell from her dorkish squealing, sesshy.uber.rad is not used to getting things published... nerd.}
excuse my *cough* moronic *cough* friend. She had to get her two cents in. :| And I'm not the nerd, she's the nerd. x]
WOOT WOOT BAYBEH!
:] <3
Let me just make myself clear right now, I love amazing artists. Without them, the world would be very dreary. But, I noticed that amazing artists all share one negative trait.
They are just too dang humble. :|
I'm sure that there is one gorgeous and absolutely stunning picture on theO homepage right now, and that when you click on it and you read the description, it will say: Sorry for the suck-esque coloring, or something along those terms. We know that they want to become better in their artistic skills. But sometimes, enough is enough. Why can't they just admit that their piece of art is good and that they're damn proud of it? I know that we're our own toughest critic. But we shouldn't be afraid of admitting that we're pretty good in whatever talent we specialize in. If you keep second guessing yourself, you'll never be the artist you strive to be. I'm friends with plenty of artists who always say, "I hate this picture. I want to burn it." And when I take a glance at it, it's completely beautiful with perfect shading, perfect blend of colors, and the details are amazing. And when I try to tell them that, they look at me as if I was some moronic idiot.
I am one of the people that can't draw to save the life of me. I've erased a hole in a piece of paper after a minute of erasing. I specialize in stick figures with happy faces. :] Even if I'm an idiot with a pencil, I know when a picture is good. So, amazing artists that are reading this, how do you think we non-drawing artists feel when you say that this spectacular drawing of yours is horrible? I know that when that happens to me, I feel like a dumb monkey with a pencil. It honestly hurts me. :[
So please, for the love of God, admit when a drawing of yours is awesome. Because you're talented and people admire your art. Refrain from typing the phrase "The shading sucks, forgive me!" Because chances are, yeah, we'll forgive you.
