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Page 1. (Art by: @toyoufromsteph ). #anewyearanotherchance #art #firstentry #anewsheet #repost #2023 #andsoitbegins #start #illustration #januaryfirst (at Burbank, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm5Mu6iPy49/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#new #drawingseries #PreTenureAnxiety #drawings. #firstentry “Wondering if I said too much @ the faculty meeting.” https://www.instagram.com/p/CUJPBOdlFQy/?utm_medium=tumblr
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Today, I watched “Searching” with the mothership. Basically, this Asian girl goes missing and her dad desperately tries to investigate by going through all of her social media accounts, texts, etc etc. Through this process, he ultimately finds out that he was completely clueless about the innermost thoughts and feelings of his daughter (which honestly is pretty fucking reasonable, if you ask me. Also, great movie).
Myself, being an Asian girl, I thought, “Hey, wouldn’t it be kinda neat if I added to my virtual footprint (thus saying ‘fuck it’ to all of the professional advice I’ve been given to do the exact opposite) so that--in the case that I go missing--my sweet ma will be able to learn more about her daughter?”
Yeah. So, that’s pretty much what got me back on the ole Tumblr this fine evening, even though I know I’ll probably grow much too busy for it anyway, or I’ll lose interest, or I’ll just realize I’m too old for this shit haha. But we’re here now.
You know, when I had a Tumblr back in the day (circa 2010 - 2012), I was real fuckin’ careful about what I posted. As a young tween, I was curating an image of myself for the world--as young tweens often do.
But now, I just wanna dump whatever bullshit I want here. I’m hoping I can stick to that. Here goes. Let the dramatic word posts, angsty reblogs, and memes BEGIN!
New account
Hello there. I'm Sthefynice. I had to create a new account for unsolved problems with my first one account so... hey, I'm like 'the new girl in the Town' who likes Starker and have it as her OTP 😂💜
I also write fics and translate some of them into Spanish, too.
#1
My first entry. I’ve started this because of my thoughts. Thoughts that have made me happy, sad, angry, confused, hateful, scared... the list can go on. I need somewhere to collect my thoughts, and not just in my head. This has been a rough road for me, and here I am on a crazy journey. Alone. So please listen to me as I go through this path called life. Peace and love
Ok, so, post #1 from me (Alaina). Hi! It’s probably the 100th time I’ve tried to start a blog. I had a fun one a while back but life happens and it’s constantly transitioning and we are always evolving (hopefully).
Covid derailed our family just as we moved out and away from my dear friend, Angie and her family.
I have no idea when she will start to post, but she will when she’s ready <3
Im working on the design of this blog right now. I know it looks a little blah at this point. Hopefully over time it will all come together!
Anyway, I just wanted to get this thing going with my first entry. It’s late, I’m watching
What is PS Toy Reviews about? We are Paul & Shannon and we have been lifelong collectors of toys, sport & non-sport cards, Barbie dolls & m
I painted my nails, and posted my very first iPad Air Timelapse video on Facebook. I doubled my core/leg exercises and I’m planning on reincorporating my weights into my routine, as well.
That’s all for now. Nice to meet you guys.
Caged Animal
Theres a bird caged in my mind
Fiercly flapping around from one side to the other
Bumping the walls
Scratching away
Despiritly wishing to break free
It screeches
So loud that no other voice exists
It cries
and wails
and paces
and flaps
and falls
over and over again
It doesnt stop.
The professor speaks, and bird is quiet a moment
The tasks pile
and I sit there staring at it all
as the bird screeches,
and squawks bloody murder
begging to fly again
But I can't set it free
Or I won't set it free
For it is a wild bird
There's no telling where it will go
what it will do
who it will meet
or who it would be
It flows with the wind
becomes the wind
even if it changes course
It's beautful.
But the bird is a wild bird
Once released
it will destroy any obsticle in the way
No matter how attentive I was in my plans
No matter what path I decided to take
No matter what people wish the path for me that once was
None of it is of any importance to the bird.
It will claw
and destroy
and hurt everyone and everything that held it back
that made it stay locked away in the cage.
But they're my family
My friends
My coworkers
My neighbors
Myself
My life
Everything I've ever knew.
I dont know how much longer I can withstand the sounds.
But is it really so selfish of me to wish the bird free?
-R.V
Got a lot done today.
Took my EBay sales over to the Post Office. Guy is retiring in less than a year. I will miss him and his last day.
Google Lens some stuff.
Looked up a bunch of stuff for the move. Clubs and health insurance. Will work on this on Thursday.
Did my walk. Up over 5500 steps.
A lot of minor stuff remains and then focus on ensuring everything goes as smooth as possible.
Organization is important.
#firstentry