3d crystal skull puzzle

i haven't posted in a long time (though i have been drawing). i don't have time to scan anything or take pictures...
in fact, i finished the 3D puzzle a month ago. i'm only posting about it because i have nothing else to post about.

it was surprisingly easy for me. i just sat down one sunday afternoon and worked on it. i just kept putting piece after piece after piece. the hard part was the last piece, the screw. it got stuck and it took me 10 minutes to fit it. 

i can finish a 3D puzzle in less than an hour but i can't finish a simple 1000 piece 2D puzzle, because of  the fact that i don't have time. i've spent about 6 hours overall on that thing... 400 pieces left. 

marzipan

i really should of posted this a looong time ago (when i actually made the marzipan candies). those candies are gone, now. they tasted good.

first i colored the marzipan by kneading a few drops of food coloring in to the desired amount of dough (this is not a "how to make marzipan candies" article)

then i molded the dough into little marzipan shapes...

such as roses...

blueberries..

whatever this is...

and ice cream cones...

and also i made an apple. (ノ°ο°)ノ

the L chibi

i prefer to call him ryuzaki, but watever.

so, i was bored and decided to create digital drawing of this L sketch i drew a month ago (i think i drew it a month ago... could've been longer).

and here's the digital drawing:

stuff.

i'm feeling especially depressed about how i draw today... so please understand that i'm recording the progress of my improvement and have no pride in the following sketches/watever.

near. blah.

mello. blah.

kitties. blah.

wings. blah. 

death note drawings

if only i had a deviantart... 

this Near sketch i drew in my planner...

and i drew this L chibi in my planner. 

that is all. move on with your life. 

Reveiw: Another Note

i could just go on amazon or something and type my review there, but i'm not in the mood. (excuse my bad grammar)

SPOILER ALERT: PLZ HEED THIS WARNING IF YOU EXPERIENCE UPSETTING FEELINGS AFTER LEARNING SPOILERS. I ALL TO WELL KNOW THESE FEELINGS AND DO NOT WISH THEM UPON OTHERS.  

so, i read Death Note: Another Note: the Los Angeles BB Murder cases, which is a novel starring Beyond Birthday (rue ryuzaki) and Naomi Misora.... and Ryuzaki (the original, not the copy).

my intent was to read this novel after the manga, but my situation has made that difficult, so i'm reading this book first (i only wanted to read the book to criticize it).

the very first page, i knew this book was good in terms of writing and humor.  Another Note's narrator is Mello, and the way the author voices him is hilarious (i'm not in any place to say perfect, for i don't know how Mello really speaks). so, the introduction, was good. shows Mello's disdain for kira and his great respect to L, and his rivalry towards Near and i quote:
"... The person most likely to read this first will probably be that big-headed twit Near..."
"...There's also a chance that Kira might read this...and i hope he does. If these notes tell the murderer, who only got by with help of a supernatural killing notebook and an idiot of a shinigami, that he was, under any other circumstances, not even worth the dirt beneath L's shoes, then they have served their purpose..." (grammatically speakking, this is not a run-on sentence, but i have a feeling some idiots might've gotten a bit confuzzled by the end of the sentence. no offense if u found that sentence confusing. if u did, consider it that i have taken back calling u an idiot.)

... "L's shoes... uhh... does he mean those worn out, uncared for sneakers? L doesn't wear shoes, most of the time. it would've been better to say something more intelligent like "not even worth the crumbs beneath L's feet" or something. that would surely be showing off his vast knowledge of L.

but after this entertaining intro, i felt as if the author made Naomi Misora seem too much of a ditz. just like the writer of the manga did. she seems dumb, and with her being the only smart female in the series (i think...) it implies that women are idiots. Naomi and the whole Wara Ningyo part...she's soo slow.... so very slow.... slower than the reader. how could this be? is it the desired affect, or a mistake of the author's? (this was what i was thinking while i was reading that part... i'm still not sure...)

Besides that, it was amazing... it was funny (i especially like Beyond), and well-written. It fits the original story, and the plot was deep. i did feel as if the book was too short, but it is only Mello's notes to Near... i must emphasize on how good it was written, i liked the style very much. (you must all think i'm a terrible critic, i'm hardly criticizing anything)

I'm glad the online description of the book didn't ruin the entire story. The ending was still surprising, even though i knew rue ryuzaki was BB. what i scold myself for not realizing earlier is that rue ryuzaki stands for L.L. it's quite obvious... r and l are the same, if you know what i mean. When things are translated from Japanese, the "r" becomes an "l".
merro, mello
raito, light
lawliet, Rōraito
 how can i be so stupid?

I liked how the author wrote the book with Mello's narrative. this offers Mello's own input on the scenes and the story and L himself. I wish i had the time and motivation to type up some of my favorite parts of the tiny 173 paged novel, but i don't. Read the book yourself. it's awesome. 

"Imagine that you were going to kill someone. What do you think would be the most difficult part? three, two, one...time's up! The correct answer: killing someone. (yay! i got it right =^.^=) Now, now calm down-- I swear I'm not making fun of you, or playing linguistic tricks here. I'm completely serious. People, in other words, humans, have not been designed to die that easily--- at the least, people almost never grunt or moan, and immediately fall over dead. Strangulation, blunt force trauma, stabbing--none of these will kill people easily. Humans are surprisingly sturdy creatures. Additionally, people have a tendency to resist being killed. Nobody wants to be killed, and there's a good chance they'll try to kill you back. Physical strength in humans doesn't vary that much, (really? i don't agree) and in a one-on-one fight, winning can be rather difficult (this i agree with). From this point of view, the ability to kill someone just by writing their name in a notebook is a flagrant violation of fair play, as I'm sure you can imagine."(of course, Light wasn't playing fair. you can't play fair when trying to conquer the world...)

and on goes the epic writing. if i were to sit down and write a full length review, it would be similar to this, with random brackets (or watever they're called) here and there. as you can see, i already do that in my normal typing. if you what, we can have a reading session, where i comment on every other sentence of the entire book.

L, gaara, poems and comic strips.

a sketch of gaara

  

 
a sketch of L

 

a digital drawing of drawing miku

a comic strip about me and my sister

(removed)

and finally....

a poem....

 Dropped into class the very first day,

Dressed in her little funeral dress,
Bangs hid her vacant eyes,
And sleeves clutched in her fists.
"It's that emo girl," they'd think,
"the freak who hardly speaks."
Never would they utter this,
But predictable their thoughts.

Her hands could only hurt,
Her eyes could only glare,
Her heart pained,
It was why she could only wonder.
Distress was what she felt,
Whenever she'd gaze upon her reflection.
Who'd love a beast as hideous as she,
One incapable of affection.

Don't tell her how pretty she is,
How talented and smart.
The rest of the evidence is overwhelming.
She doesn't have time to hear you.
She has a heart of stone, she'd say.
But that stone a diamond, you'd reply.
It still wouldn't be enough,
Her own mocking voice latched by a handcuff.
Hadn't she gotten over it?
What idiots said should mean nothing.
But the scars had fused into her skin,
Melted into her being.

She was the assistant of a knife thrower,
who couldn't aim right.
She was the player in a life-or-death game,
and was about to lose the fight.
She screamed into the night,
Silent screams of agony and anger.
Invisible bullet wounds forever healing,
sewn together each time to be ripped apart.

Hints don't register in her dense companions' minds,
Her cries bounce around,
vibrate off walls,
and fall upon deaf ears.