You Know Who You Are...

This person is my best friend. She is reliable and responsible. We share our love of My Little Pony and we have endured many things, including Grendel and the Turkey. I don't know how I would possibly be in college without her help. She is the older sister I never had and I love her with all my heart ^-^

This person gets stressed out alot. He has alot of hard classes and I don't know how he does it. He is fun to complain with and fun to listen to; when he complains it makes sense and makes you laugh. I've known him since Kindergarten when we had Mrs. Lane together. He makes me smile and I hang out at his apartment alot because it's not as lonely as my empty dorm. It's the best thing ever when he gets kindly XD

This person I am still getting to know. She is very shy and at first I thought she disliked me. This past month we have grown extremely close and I dare to say that she's now a best friend. She is going through a lot right now and I'll be DAMNED if this doesn't have a happy ending. I love her very much and I still need to get started on her cheshire cat drawing :3

This person has been my worst enemy and my best friend. We used to hate eachother. Then we loved eachother. Then we hated eachother. Then we were cool with eachother. Then we disliked eachother. Then somebody was spreading rumors and we were at eachother's throats with fangs and claws barred. Then we were okay with eachother. Then we moved in together and loved eachother. Then she became my best friend. Then she moved out. After that I missed her and now I continue to miss her. We have quite a bit of history but I love her and will always be there for her no matter what :) 

This person has been my lifelong friend. We wore pull-ups together. We were Pokemon masters together. She is opinionated and fickle at times, but when it comes to her friends, she's there. I can't recall there ever being a time where she wasn't there when I needed her. We had an amazing summer together. and I can't wait till we hang out again :)

This person is like a brother to me. He's silly and he taught me how to read tab. I think my dad wants to adopt him sometimes XD Remember when we all piled into the back of your truck and you drove across campus? haha good times :3

This person is another childhood friend. My best friend in the third grade and all the way through middle school :) I traded half of my deck and my Charizard card for a holographic Pichu for you one time ^-^ and I still have alot of your drawings, no matter what you say, you are a terrific artist :]

This person became my best friend for a very long time :) We went through that weird emo phase together that we will always deny, the Twilight books that we will always deny, and enough inside jokes to fill a dictionary :) We became criminal delinquents and it all started with those paper cowboy stars ^.^ We named our iPods, shared eachother's journals, and endured many a heartbreak together. I love her ^-^

This person joined the previous person and I sophomore year and we became a circle of happy friendship. I miss our long long phone conversations, and I know that any time I really need her, she's only a phone call away. I miss going to your apartment like I did at the beginning of college :( If I could drive I swear I would still come see you.

This person will never read this. But he broke my heart. I'm healed now and fine. It's been years. I'm glad that we are still cool and I think his current girlfriend is adorable :)  I give them my happiest blessings. Oh, and Zelda is STILL better than Final Fantasy.

This person I owe so much to. She was my best friend and in many ways still is. We grew up together and then we grew apart. Things changed and we walked down different paths. I'm sorry that I can't be there for you like I used to. I love you. I miss you. and I still wear my piece of our friendship necklace.

This person changed my life :) and I am in love with him.He's all I want. He's all I need. He's everything.

Make Art, Not War.

I love art. More than nearly anything. An artist is a musician of shape and color. Every time I do a work of art, I seal a little bit of my heart into it. I put everything into my pieces. I tend to overflow with emotion if I do not have an outlet to release it, and for me, that is art. 

I love drawing anime, but I've been trying to broaden my horizons since that style of art is frowned upon in college. Why? I have no idea. I've been dabbling in different medias as well, such as ink and charcoal, but my favorite remains prismacolor pencils.

My favorite artists are Azuzephre, Billy Martin, Andy Warhol, Roy Lichtenstein, and my own friends. I especially love the artists I've met in my Drawing I class because they all bring something new and different to the table. I think UCA has a really good art program and I aim to get my art in one of two on-campus galleries. 

Anyhoo, listen to me go on and on XD I'll show you all some of my more favorite pieces of mine and you can tell me what you think :) oh, and if you like them, be sure to visit my DeviantArt account, http://www.aerial-aftershock.deviantart.com/ :D Without further adieu, here's my work:

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"Is your last name REALLY Peacock?"

I get that question all the time. So I answer it here for the world to see, YES, that IS my real last name :]

Many people think it's an alias or something that I took for myself.

Peacocks are colorful, vain birds. They're nature's freaks, but also nature's work of art. 

I can see why people think I would try to pass that off as my real name, being an artist and a lover of vibrant colors ^-^ I love my last name, but it hasn't always been like that. I used to get teased all the time for it in elementary school, some boys would make bird chirping noises at me as I walked by(even though Peacocks don't chirp-go figure!) and it made me HATE my last name for the longest time D: Now I wouldn't trade it for the world though! If I ever marry, I would seriously consider keeping my last name. Even if I don't, it will definitely remain my artist name(meaning I will sign all my works with Peacock) because that's just an amazing name. You really can only step down from a surname like Peacock, it would be near impossible to marry into a more awesome name :]

Not only do I bear the name Peacock, I also have a tendency to use them as subjects in many of my artworks. I love painting the feathers, and their delicate heads.... I love love LOVE peacocks, and I'm glad that's my last name ^^ I'm truly fortunate :D

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Wide-Eyed and Nervous O_O

I wish I could explain how weird I feel right now.

I'm laying in my dorm bed for the first time in three weeks.

It's loud out there, and it makes me nervous.

I've stayed at my friends' apartments and with Justin, because it's depressing in my dorm without my roomate :(

The room was a mess for awhile. Now it's all nice and clean. The trash has been taken out, the bed made, the fridge emptied of it's rotting contents, and the entire room has been purified with baking soda and Hawaiian scented Glade air-fresheners.It's not felt this much like home since I moved in, yet I hate being left completely alone. 

"This will be good for you," Justin reassured me as he tucked my blanket snugly around me."You said it yourself-you need more time for you." 

I scowled as he used my words from the beginning of the year out of context and against me. "You know that I was talking about being in a dorm with over 200 other girls when I said that. They're still here, I'm just in my own little room and it sucks."

I looked at him pleadingly, begging with my eyes once again for him to stay with me. He smiled at me in a way that let me know he wasn't going to. "Not tonight, honey," he affirmed, and my heart died just a tiny bit. He leaned in to kiss me again and I sighed thinking about staying in my dorm room alone. It was a little scary. I felt uneasy, and as he walked across my room after turning the dim lamp off, I couldn't help but blurt, "Close the closet door, please!!" He smiled but said nothing, closed the closet, and left the room. 

Maybe I should have asked him to check for monsters under my bed. Maybe...they're in the closet O.O

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Kitty Ears and Witches :3

I love wearing my kitty ears. It doesn't matter if it's day or night, rainy or sunshiney, cold or warm, I love to wear animal ears, preferably kitty ones ^-^ In my dorm I get alot of strange looks because of my odd fashions, but I don't mind ^^ I get more compliments than anything to be perfectly honest.

Today after class I went to the on-campus Starbucks and bought myself a pumpkin spice latte (I highly recommend these because they're delicious!!) and was walking through the library in a cheerful mood when some rude obnoxious woman had the audacity to make a bitchy comment about my little black cat ears. "It ain't Halloween no more!" she spat in my direction as we passed eachother. 

I'm usually very nice, and very passive. I don't often get rude, or bitchy right back at someone when they're having an ugly moment. However, as soon as the words left that woman's mouth, I turned around, looked her straight into her brown eyes, smiled pleasently and replied, "And yet you're still a witch!" Her jaw dropped, and  I turned back around and continued on my merry way, practically laughing at her and at myself too. I love how she didn't expect a reaction out of me, and I think I confused the poor girl with my comeback. I know I wasn't expecting what flew out of my mouth. I guess that's what people get for being mean :D

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Friends Are Kinda Friendly :3

So College....hm, how do I describe it? Lonely. I was having alot of fun at the beggining, and  I still have fun now, but my roomate who happens to be my bestie isn't around anymore :( I never see her. She's going to study abroad next year, and living on campus is too expensive, so she's going to be around even less. Two of my good friends are dropping out-one already has and one will at semester. I can't help but feel kind of lost, to be honest :( My other best friend's a senior and will only be around one more semester. I will cry. And my other other best friend lives in apartments close by, so that's good I suppose. 

In College, I've learned that people are unfriendly. They avoid eyecontact. This was nothing like Greenbrier, a population of nearly 3,000 people, most all of them friendly. It's the kind of town that people will wave at you as you drive by, and you know nearly everybody through someone else. At the University of Central Arkansas, there are approximately 13,000 people. It was larger than some cities, and much MUCH larger than little Greenbrier. It sort of brakes my heart when I smile at passerby and get ignored...Much of the time I'm lucky to get a weird look  or a nod. Rarely a smile back. I thought I'd never make friends with any of these people and it made me so sad U.U Then I met Rebecca and Casey in my art class :D

At first, Drawing 1 was a difficult class to take. I'm used to being in an art room where everyone loved eachother and were good friends and  the teacher and I were very very very close. I've wrestled around with Mrs. Foster, my High School art teacher, who would chase me onto tables and try to wrench keep-away items out of my grasp. In this class, nobody knew anyone and it didn't seem like they would care to either. Everyone was odd in their own way. It was alot like a classroom Jhonen Vasquez would draw, like Invader Zim or something where everyone had these weird quirks. I had Peyton in there though, a good lifelong friend so I figured I'd fare alright.

I somehow managed to make two other friends in this art class, and I'm not sure how, exactly. One week Peyton was out and I just asked if I could sit by this girl, Rebecca, and we hit it off like old friends :3 It was lovely, and then I made friends with Casey as well ^-^ We go on adventures all the time, too. They're both rather good artists, and Rebecca's an Art major like me :D It's lots of fun ^-^ The teacher is alot friendlier too, and she always has interesting stories to tell. She's moved more than a dozen times and has literally been everywhere. I like her ^-^ Having friends in a class can really make it more bearable, and I daresay I like my Drawing 1 class now :D

 

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Omegle, Anyone?

Omegle is that website where you get to chat with people you don't know; complete strangers :D This is an ACTUAL Omegle adventure that happened to me, copied and pasted straight from the website, and color coded for your convenience :D!! And I thought I'd share it with my lovelies :3

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi
Stranger: I am you from the future
Stranger: I have an important message
You: dude, sweet :D
You: lol whats up, future me?
Stranger: Everything is horrible.
You: shit :/
Stranger: The girl has herpes. Stay away from her.
Stranger: Your baby will be the antichrist
You: Damn! I turn gay?!
Stranger: Hmm...no you have a sex change
You: WOAH. O.O
Stranger: I guess you haven't reach the point where you start questioning your self.
Stranger: I must have went to far back
You: what do I change my name to?
You: yea, back in the day of the nintendo wii and 400 pokemon :P
Stranger: Morgan. Because it's one of those name that can be a girl or guys name.
Stranger: wow only 400 pokemon?
Stranger: There is like 50,000 now
You: yea, I remember back in the day there was only 151
You: SHIT THATS ALOT TT-TT
Stranger: they had to change the theme from "you gotta catch them all" to "Just give up and gives your money".
You: lol I like the future me XD
You: this is great :P
You: is Zelda in the future?
Stranger: nope :(.
You: :(((
Stranger: Eventually there will be a war between the video game companies. It's pretty bad
Stranger: A lot of people die.
You: Oh noes!!!
You: who wins?
Stranger: only certain games made it
Stranger: Will we now have something call a WiiBo3
You: XD
You: oh great. I'm not even used to the wii :/
Stranger: You play video games like the matrix. But instead of plugging it into your head it goes in your butt.
You: oh wow XD That's horrible :P
Stranger: yeah it is.
You: Do they have Facebook in the future?
Stranger: No, they have bodybook.
You: XD XD
You: what about anime and all that crazy stuff?
Stranger: They are try to upgrade it to soulbook now but it ain't going to well
Stranger: Anime is actually real life now.
You: lol what year is that? O.o
Stranger: Cartoons and anime are about what life use to be like
Stranger: 5476489765894764897
Stranger: they find the cure for death
Stranger: that's how you are still alive
You: So....I guess we survived 2012 XD
Stranger: oh yeah that was a bunch of bullshit.
Stranger: Those Myan guys just ran out of rock
Stranger: that's what it stopped on 2012
You: ah :D
You: good XD
Stranger: Anymore questions?
You: nah, I'm good :)
Stranger: Alright, well remember stay away from the girl. Next election make sure not to elect Obama. His second term didn;t go over to well
You: I'm putting this conversation on facebook under my notes because I love it XD
Stranger: Good. Warn people!
You: I shall!!! :D

I'm The Type Of Person To Take It Personal.

Can ex-girlfriends and girlfriends get along?

Can they tolerate each other enough to make decent conversation?

Could they EVER be....friends?

I've pondered this many a time. I think it depends on the situation. It's not easy to think kindly of the girl that had your boys heart once upon a time ago. Even if you don't know her personally, it's natural to show your teeth when it comes to competition. There's that girl again, she's in town. She drug his heart through the dirt, treated him like shit, and kind of screwed him over. When you learn of these things you grow to dislike her. You might even...start to hate her. Even if you've never met her.

Is that fair?

What if you're the ex? Would you blame a girl for not liking you for that reason? You see her, she seems nice. But she doesn't like you merely because you had a relationship with her current love interest. You can't really blame her for that, can you? What if she hated you though? What if she never spoke a word to you, but hated you with a severe passion? How would you feel about that? What if she was told all sorts of things about you that weren't true at all? What if the boy she's with now is lying? Of course she'd side with him. Even if he was the real douche, the real slut-not you.

These are both hypothetical situations, but they stir up alot of ideas. I admit that I dislike an ex-girlfriend, and I haven't spoken a word to her in my life. At the same time, I'm pretty sure I'm a disliked ex as well. And it feels unfair to me, to be judged solely on what some guy said about me. 

This gets me thinking... What do you people think? Is it right to dislike someone based on what other people say? Take love, and boyfriend/girlfriend junk out of the whole equation.

Should you judge an individual  before you get to know them firsthand? Most of us would want to say no, but of course we all have. It doesn't matter what context it's in, what situation, or what setting. Pre-conceived opinions are wrong. But they're going to happen anyway, weather we can help it or not. It's human nature.

So what can be done about it? Maybe if we make ourselves more aware of our judgmental behaviors, we can catch ourselves when it happens.

I think there's enough irrational hatred in the world, and not enough irrational love. So the fuck what if she's an ex-girlfriend? Step above the norm and expected and try to love her anyway :] Or at least try not to hate her :P

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Sing me something soft, Sad and delicate, Or loud and out of key, Sing me anything :)

It was one Sunday evening. We were on our way back to my dorm after a day filled with World of Warcraft and Taco Bell.The horizon line was painted every shade of orange and pink. He sang to me a song I had never heard of from a station I'd never heard of. It was almost out of character for him to sing a love song to that extreme. He's romantic, of course, but in his own silly way. I giggled at him as he sang to me. He took his free arm, the one he wasn't using for driving and put it around me, pulling me against him. I smiled.

My hair was in knots.

My makeup was smudged from the day before.

I was wearing an oversized hoodie and sweatpants.

And to him I was the most beautiful creature ever.

I always ponder in astonishment when he tells me I'm pretty without makeup, or cute with tangled hair. It's not that I'm vain but I have always been extremely aware of my looks. My eyeliner must be symmetrically winged, not a single hair on my head can be out of place. It's only in rare, vulnerable moments, like when I first wake up, that I am caught looking unkept.

Despite seeing me, in my opinion, at my most unattractive, he still thinks I'm beautiful. He sings to me. He even shows me off and brags... And I'm still somewhat baffled by it.

He makes me smile :) And I love him.

Even when his singing's out of key.

 

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