OC Cuddle Collage

Cuddle pics put into a Collage from the last OC Sessions I had with my darling Tora-kun. Luv you baby! <3

~ BoKo

Playing Catch-Up..

Hey everybody. Being that I’ve been so busy lately running around and taking care of a bunch of important stuff, I’ve basically been playing catch-up with my Art these days. My daily routine isn’t as stable as I should be but things are getting better. The more stuff I put out of the way, the more time I have to get some work done. Hope you enjoyed this week’s batch! To tell you the truth, I’m not very proud of them. I had fun working on them though but I feel as though I could’ve done much better. I’ll do my best for next week! I won’t be rushing this time either. I’m decided to edit and draft everything out the day before I post so that way I’ll have everything in order come Post-Day. :3
I’d like to apologize again. I know I said I was going to be posting up a couple of Cover Arts. I’m still working on them. I’m just a little stuck when it comes to ideas right now. I’ve got a little problem that’s been stressing me out the past week. Nothing major, but I might have to see a Doctor about it just to be sure. Otherwise, I’d like to thank everyone out there for the luverly comments, watches and favs! Your support is most appreciated! :3
Until next time everyone! L8r!

~ Katt

I Have a Problem.. (Pt. 2)

I made one last connection about my Hoarding problem last night: Dragons will find even the smallest piece of Gold and throw it into their pile. They don’t like when an outsider takes any of it either. They can definitely tell when even the smallest bit has gone missing. They’ll fight to the death to get it back too.
This does pertain to me. Everything I keep, I know exactly when something has been moved or taken. I will get upset when I find a possession of mine in someone else’s hands (even if they’re my own siblings). Hell, I’m even wary of letting people BORROW my pens! ‘Cause I have a feeling they won’t give it back or they’ll lose it… and I love ALL my pens. ;w;
But that’s not the point I’m trying to get at here. Yesterday, I decided to remove my Art from a few old galleries I used to have (SheezyArt and Eka’s Portal). In the process, I managed to access my oldest e-mail accounts. A lot of unread e-mails and spam had piled up over the YEARS of me not using them. Hell, I was surprised they even worked anymore.
After cleaning out all of that, I then proceeded to clean out the rest of the e-mails. Upon which, I found old e-mails from my High School years. E-mails from… people I held dear to me. All sent in a time where there was new love and old friendships that went sour. Back and forth arguing and apologizing.
As I went through everything, I did my best not to break down. I couldn’t believe that those e-mails still existed. They dated back to 2005... After seeing all this, I remembered one person I miss more than anything right now. Despite the fact that I said what I said for my New Year’s Resolutions, I will speak his name: David D. Doucet ( a-k-a Dalon Louviere).
I miss him, I truly do. I probably shouldn’t after all that he’s done to humiliate me, but I can’t help it. I still think about him. I still worry about him and hope he’s okay… doing well.. A part of me still loves him deeply and misses talking to him. Having him there for me was… well… it was good.
Anyway, by coming to this conclusion, I realized that my Hoarding problem isn’t just with material possessions. It also has to deal with… people (for lack of a better way to put it). I never like to lose a friendship with anyone, no matter what may’ve happened. I admit this almost all the time. If anything, I still like to keep in Contact. Because, despite everything, I still care about them… and I never did stop caring.

*sighs* I need to work on this as well. Unless I want to continue going through life with a back-breaking load of expired Emotional baggage. : /

Miss you David! Wherever you are.. Whatever you’re doing.. Know that I DO still love you and miss you.

~ BoKo

I Have a Problem..

I don’t really have a very organized way to say this, so I’ll just say it. I have a problem. The fact that it took me so long to figure out what it was exactly (to put it all together), makes me feel even worse for a reason I can’t quite explain.
I figured it out last week Monday when a certain episode of “Hoarders” came on at 11 p.m. In this particular episode (#9: Chris and Dale), a female name Chris began surrounding herself with possessions to fill in a void after losing her newborn son.
Once I saw that, not only could I no longer continue to watch the episode… but I also made a connection. With this, I figured out the reason as to why the left side of my bed is always covered in clutter, no matter what. My son passed away on the left side of the bed I now sleep in. The bed that used to belong to my Father… who also passed away on the left side of the bed.
I realize that no matter how many times I clean off that side of the bed, it will just pile right back up with clothing, books, stuffed animals, mail and other things I decide to throw on top of it all.

A few days after that night, I made another connection. This one seems even more sillier than the last, but bare with me. The name of the show is called “Hoarders”. I thought of my Chinese Astrological sign: The Dragon. Dragons are Hoarders too. They hoard Gold, but it’s still Hoarding none-the-less!
After figuring that out, I looked around my room again and figured this has to be the reason as to why I collect so many pens. Why I continue to buy sketchbooks when there’s so many I have yet to use. Why there’s a huge pile of Plastic grocery bags in one corner of my room…
Realizing this made me a little concerned for myself. If I’m already doing this, what else am I going to start keeping unconsciously? I don’t want my room to become a huge junk pile. I can barely move around as it is! Part of that is due to the fact that I have nowhere to put any of my things. Being that the room belonged to my Father before me, his stuff is still everywhere. So my things can only be placed upon the surface.

This is a problem. I need to seriously work it too before it gets any worse. Although I do know that what I’m doing in the near future will definitely help. *sigh* Damn my natural habits..

~ BoKo

My Song for 2010

Here’s my song for 2010:

Kid Cudi - “Up Up and Away”

Now when the sun come up,
I'll be there to say what up
in the morning. Brush my teeth
find that clip I've been lookin’
for since last night.
I feel so caught up in a bud.
I float somehow in my bedroom turn around. see myself in the mirror
I guess I'm cool. And
Those happy thoughts, in my head, I'm feeling like I'm peter pan.. Minus the tights and the fairies. Happy to see how far I've come. To the same place it began my dreams and imagination perfectly at peace.. So I move along a bit higher.

[Chorus]
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause they gon' judge me anyway so whatever.
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause in the end they'll judge me any so whatever.

Higher learn, I’ve seen the dreams I’ve made so I'm cooler now,
I could take care of my mom
And my little niece Zuri so..
Sing along lil' mama you ain’t gotta worry bout no drama no I'll provide for friends and fam and fans. Cleveland city grinder man. Stay afloat. The key is hope
I never let a motherfucka break me dawg. Who gives a fuck if a nigga don't like your steez? Tell ‘em to buzz off your n-u-tz. We don't care what people say. Dudes who critique clothes are most gay.
I ain’t gotta wait for no one.
If I wanna fly, I could fly for freedom. Hey!

[Chorus]
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause they gon' judge me anyway so whatever
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause in the end they'll judge me any so whatever

Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
Wake.. Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
(Yeah!)
Wake.. Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
(We'll be rollin' on up)
Wake.. Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
(We'll be rollin' on up)
Wake.. Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
(We'll be rollin' on up)
Wake.. Wake up wake up wake, wake up.. Wake..
(I be rollin' on up)
Wake up wake up wake, wake up..
(Rollin’ up)

[Chorus]
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause they gon' judge me anyway so whatever.
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause in the end they'll judge me any so whatever.

I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause they gon' judge me anyway so whatever.
I'll be up, up and away..
Up, up and away
‘Cause in the end they'll judge me any so whatever.

Whatever.
So whatever.
Whatever.
So whatever...

[Common's Speech]

The end is never the end. A new challenge awaits. A test no man could be prepared for. A new hell he must conquer and destroy. A new level of growth he must confront himself. The machine in the ghost within. This is the journey of the man on the moon.

I chose this song for the Year of 2010 because from this point on, I will not give a f*ck about what people think about me negatively. ‘Cause if they DO think anything negative of me, it just goes to show that they don’t know a damn thing about me. They don’t know me enough to make such accusations or have not had the pleasure of meeting me in person.
The lyrics to this song represent how I’ve been feeling for a while now. Almost every word, exactly. I’ll be movin’ on and living my life no matter what. ‘Cause there’s always gonna be someone who’s got shit to say about me (or judge me) and there’s really nothin’ I can do about it. As long as I know what I’m doin’ is right and I’ve done no wrong.. As long as I know I’m taking responsibility, providing for my family and being there for my friends.. Then my conscious is clear and I got nothin’ to worry about from nobody.
‘Cause it’s ridiculous to hide from a threat that basically isn’t even there. You all take note of this too, ‘kay? *hugs all around* *deep breath* This is gonna be a good year. ^^

~ BoKo

OH YEAH! Before I forget, here’s my Contacts (for all you who’d like to chat and what not):

AIM: BoKoJaggie09 (I’m on this mostly)
Yahoo! Messenger: Bored_Komix_PCo09@yahoo.com (I only use this for e-mailing, Requests & Art Trade Info)
MSN Messenger: BoKo_Jaggie010@hotmail.com (I use this for chatting occasionally)

If you miss anything, my Contacts are on my page somewhere. If anything, you can always Note/PM me and ask. :3

Happy New Year

Happy New Year everyone! It's the year 2010. The Year of the Tiger. These were done in honor of that. I like how they came out. Maybe, if my skillz improve any, I'll be able to Color them! Otherwise,enjoy them as they are. ^^

~ BoKo

R.I.P Scottie

It was 10 p.m. on Tuesday, December 29th, 2009.. My sister came into the living room as I was on my laptop about to show my brother a YouTube video and reply to a comment on my FaceBook page. “Olivia!” she said. “Come look! There’s a doggie outside.” I got up and followed her into the kitchen to look out the window that had a view of the street. It was lit up from street lights, vehicle lights, the lights from the bus stop, house lights from the other side of the railroad tracks and flashing lights from the planes flying far off in the distance.
When we both got to the window, my sister pointed out side in the direction of the street. “There”, she said. “It came out of nowhere..” I scanned the street for what she was talking about and I finally found it. It was trotting on the sidewalk. Before I could say anything on the matter, I watched as it began walking towards the street and my hear sank. It was going to try and cross!
My first instinct was to grab my coat and slippers and run out there to try and help it away safely. What stopped me was what my sister might think of me. Going out there for a stray dog would’ve seemed silly. But I knew what was going to happen if I didn’t do anything and in the next moment, it unfortunately came true.
The dog crossed into the street as the cars went zooming by… not even bothering to slow down. I could do nothing but watch as each car nearly hit the poor thing. It wasn’t long before my fears came true. A car collided with the dog’s head [on the left side], leaving him disoriented and causing him to go straight into another car.
My sister was on the phone with her boyfriend at the time and I could here him yelling on the phone. For he was down there in his car, watching this happen as well. As soon as my sister confirmed it was hit, I immediately ran into my room, grabbed my coat, slippers, keys and ran to the door. It may have been too late, but I just had to see for myself…
It was cold outside, but I couldn’t feel any of it due to the mixture of emotions I had coursing through me. I was a block away from the site when I realized that the dog was still breathing. I quickly into the middle of the street. I checked its vitals and told my sis’ bf that it was still alive and to call the ambulance. He did and said they were on their way.
For the next 20 minutes, I steered cars, truck and buses out of the way so that the dog wouldn’t be road-kill by the time the ambulance got their. But the fact that it was taking so long was making me angry. After a while, all I could do was basically watch helplessly as the dog died. I named him Scottie. Yes, I named the stray dog Scottie. The moment I saw the young Border Collie, I was attached. He was healthy for a stray.
When Scottie was no longer breathing, I grew cold. (..Er, temperature-wise.) All I wanted to do at that point was get his body out of the street. With my sis’ bf’s help, I did just that. A cop car cruised along and we let him know what had happened. They said that they’d contact the local ASPCA to come and have him picked up.
I couldn’t stay out there any longer. I went upstairs… and cried. Now, you may think it’s ridiculous of me to have done so, but I truly don’t care. I felt horrible. I felt like I should’ve just gone with my first instinct and run out there as soon as I saw it on the sidewalk. If I’d have been a couple of minutes early, it would still be alive today.
The reason why it effected me so much is because I felt the same way with my son. If I’d have woken up just a little earlier… I hate drivers today. They zoom around as if their destination is going to disappear if they don’t make it on time or whatever. Just like they hit Scottie, they could do the same thing to a small child. It’s horrible!
Everyone, please be safe. Whether you’re behind the wheel or not, be safe. Let’s make 2010 a better year. Happy Holidays everyone. R.I.P. Scottie. I’ll miss you, even if nobody else does.

~ BoKo

It's 2010..

Happy New Year everyone.
I will count this as my first Blog of the New year.
More to come!

~ BoKo