This is it!

After the Premiere has been released! With a very shy (at first) me, and then going kinda 'crazy' at the end (there's even an F bomb ><).

I had so much fun :3

Episode 1:
This is an Intro  <--- CLICK!

I'm still working on stuff but I was really, really nervous (haha) but it doesn't sound too terrible, so I take it as a victory ^-^

Make it NC-17 because it's not mainstream.

Later!
Skadi

After the Premiere

I've been busy at work, covering shifts and what not, I'm tiiiireeeedddd! still, I just wanted to announce to the world (Heya, Carl! :3 hehe) I've been working on prep shiz for my podcast. The name is 'After the Premiere' and I'll have another blog thingy for it named the same, because I'm awesome like that.

In other news ~

The war is ON at the Olive Garden: Arnela (busser/hostess) and Skadi (busser/server) VS. Eddie (evil master of evilness/bartender/host/server/to go spec/smurf).

It all started after weeks of being abused and bullied in the funniest ways possible; until we (A&S) decided it was payback time! We locked Eddie out of the bar while he was carrying some shiz in. It was all fun and giggles until a few minutes later, when 2 freshly made snowballs hit us. Coooolllldddd!

Not being happy with already freezing our faces: Coffee sabotage was part of Eddie's revenge as well. Although, I count the coffee one as 1/3 victory since the first one was half successful while the second one worked in my favor. Luckily I was still working on adding sugar to my coffee (so I could have a cup of sugar with coffee and cream) it had 3 packages already but I needed more, more I said! Thanks to that I saw the crazy red color all over, I didn't taste it but I had to get rid of my coffee >:(  hence why I take it as a 50-50. The second one was deliciously sweet, he added vanilla syrup to my coffee, lots! :3 Yum!!! The poor soul didn't know I drink coffee as sweet as possible <3

I love Eddie, he's totally evil and such a smartass! and I mean I love him in a 'he amuses me' kind of way. No love for me, no, no, no! *dance*

Oh! And someone stole Capt. America :( R.I.P. Action figure of awesomeness...

 

May the force be with you! Or... whatever phrase that applies.

I'm tired and I'm still trying to catch up with Breaking Bad so I say, later all! (Carlos... haha).

Ranx2

Passion ~ Reloaded ~

Last entry was sooo helpful to make me think about a bunch of crap.

I know, I know, it was very dramatic. I know I'm dying, we all are. I was scared of being alone, plus the realization of time passing by and having nothing done nor anyone with me, after a very... 'sad' (to say the least) development; it was just bad for me.

But as I might not be, by any means, a talented writer (I wish I could be, for sure, but that's not one of my many, many talents ~ Hehe), writing helps me to put my thoughts together and brings some order to my chaotic, restless mind.

Actually, that day after depicting how I was feeling in this blog, I decided to go back to the many hobbies I had during my happiest times, which was during my Middle and High School years. I'm catching up on tv series, music, books, comics, video games and movies; that's been keeping me busy. I went to a local record store (it is a pretty cool one) and bought 120 bucks on comics and other art books (I'm coming back later for an awesome edition of Sandman too). Anyway, I also decided to do something about my endless ramblings, specially considering I have no friends to talk to, so I'm creating a podcast about movies for regular peeps by a not-so-regular gal. Hopefully it'll be out soon :3

I don't want this space to be all dramatic, that's why I decided to update with better news to share.

Now, I'll leave you with a happier video that goes with the title of this entry. Enjoy!

   

I need to get a 3DS asap... and a digital camera... and frikin' time to do all the stuff I want!

Ok, I'm off for now! I'll talk to you (or write, w/e works) later! :3

Skadi

Passion

I may be the worst philosopher around, I can't never be completely serious, for whatever reason. I find that entertaining but frustrating, specially the later to the other person who is pretending to pay attention.

This might be my most serious entry yet. Just be ready for anything!

Somehow, I feel like I'm running out of time. Life time, that is. Like, it all will be over soon and that thought scares me, a lot. And that is weird because I never felt worried about my own mortality. I always thought that, when you are not happy, not about a single thing, death should feel like a relief; but being myself under that circumstance, I fear it more than I ever did, since I never cared...

I'm not ill, sick, or anything (ok, well, mentally ill I'd say just enough to not be confined in a comfy 4 soft walls asylum), I just feel like it will happen soon, and I won't have time to do and learn everything I wanted. Not that I wanted to live long, I thought living up to my 50s would be more than enough. Now I wish I could be young a little longer, so I could get some extra time. I'm almost 30 now and going through what it could be the second worst period of my life, and I can't help but feel like I'm wasting valuable time here, yet there's nothing I can do but to wait a little longer.

Hold on, hold on to yourself, for this is gonna hurt like hell...

I can be very, very dramatic, in a manner that you'd never see it coming, but be sure of this, it will come. Also, I couldn't care less about most things, to the point where I seem to be very apathetic to everything. I know there's always been a lack of passion in my life, at least in comparison to others who would do anything and everything it takes to achieve what they want. I don't have a specific thing that I might be passionate about. I want many things, I like many, many things; but I do not excel on any field of my interest and wanting is not the same as being passionate.

Right now, I'm trying to be cheerful and positive but nothing is right. My mind is all over the place, my heart is broken, my goals are nonexistent, I'm scared and alone. I know no one will come and try to save me, for I have pushed them all away from me.

I wish somebody would do just that. A specific someone.

I don't want my life to end at this point, but I have nothing to live for either. It is weird. I want to be random, happy, to be the multi-tasker and multi-achiever I was when I was younger. I want my friends. I want to feel understood, and to have 'partners in crime' again.

I keep living because of me, but I have no idea why I'm doing that, I simply can't give up. I wish I had a reason. Sometimes I think I'm one of those persons who are just there to be a 'sidekick'. In all honesty, that doesn't sound too terrible to me. Which it might be my biggest problem, who knows? I'm more like a cheerleader than the college sports star anyway. I'm good to support others and be there for others, as long as they let me, I'm just a 'partner' not a mastermind. I don't need to shine if I can help my loved ones shine, that's all I need. I don't know when that started or if it's any healthy at all.

I've always had a hard time looking for something to keep me interested, to be passionate about. Passion is important, but I have none. I guess, it's others' passion what makes me want to help them, be there for them, and all that jazz; because I can't find my own.

And I'm running out of time...

To end this post, because I'm being all sad and pathetic, I'll post a music video, one of my favorites of all times.

Oldie but goodie, imo.

Laters.

Ranx2