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Because I was born and raised on the moon |
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My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon, but abandoned on earth in order to learn. |
Too much stuff has happened. Don't feel like explaning any of it. Needless to say, those problems got fixed. Thank God. You know what I find funny? Why is Lucifer called "morning star"? For some reason, thats been bugging me. Why morning star? I mean, really, if there is someone out there who doesn't know this....and if you asked them "What do you think of the phrase or name "Morning Star".....sounds more pleasent then evil no? Yes...I am beyond weird. |
| Today, was not a good day. Everything that could go wrong did. The machine we use to make the videos is on the fritz, when we have several videos due this week. Nggh. The computer says its infected, but I've run the Spyware programs, and its gotten rid of stuff, but it won't go away, and I'm afraid this time there won't be saving it, even if I had been taking care of it more, adn making sure my siblings didn't visit certains sites, but oh well, apparently I didn't pay that close of attention. And this thing IS 4 years old...gah....too much money for a new one right now. I didn't sleep. I had nightmares, I was in a cold sweat, on the verge of screaming, cause angels and demons where everywhere, and I couldn't understand why I was drowning in an ocean, but being burned at the same time.... on the bright side, finished reading Good Omens and Farenheit 451....awesome books! |
| ....What kind of animal was the beast in "Beauty and The Beast"? 0_o...no cat I would imagine. No. A mixture then? But a mixture of what? A wolf....a huge feline....something...something powerful. Yes...yes, a giant wolf with fox and feline thrown in. o_0....sorry that question has been bothering me |
Today is my 21st birthday! Which means I have seen 21 springs! WOOT! Oh and its also my 100th blog, whic is pretty amazing in of itself, cause I barely write in this thing. So, for today, I will write about things I love, and what I love most. Of course, I love and appreciate my family. I mean really, they are very supportive, my mother and father. They're always there to help me, and guide me when I need to be guided. And they also know when I need to be thrown to the wolves, so to speak, so that I can learn how to deal with life and all of its difficulties. They support me in everything, and have raised me well  I love them.I love my siblings as well. Most of the time  Not to say we don't fight, or that sometimes, we don't get a bit violent. But we always fix it in the end.Of COURSE I love my boyfriend, Pavel. You know, we've been going for almost 5 years. 5...years. Its amazing...when we go out on a date...it feels...better and better. Each date is better, even if we just drive around, grab something to eat, or go to the bookstore. Each kiss, each caress each "I love you" or stare kind of...keeps fueling the fire, more and more. Its a....both exciting, but....domestic. Wild and domestic at the same time. Its wonderful. I love him. I love having him in my life. I wouldn't have it any other way. Of course my love of writing. Writing is a part of me. Its my SOUL. Its who I am. I mean....its what I've been doing since I was 5. No way am I ever gonna stop Writing. its in my blood. Its in my mind, my heart, my every being.....its who I am. Of course that means I love WDC too! And all the wonderful people I've gotten to meet! Drawing I love. Not as much as writing, but it gives me the liberty to express myself. To put a drop of my imagination into paper so that people can see what i see, or at least so they can understand why I'm not particularly always there.... I love art. I love music. I love the Nutcracker. EVERYTHING about it. I love the innocence children posses. I love the wisdom people posses. I love the tree's I love the winter, and the fall, and I love the rain and snow, and the naked tree's. I love music boxes, and toys. I love the moon. I love its bluish, silver glow. I love it in all its stages. I love the wolves, which are associated to it. I love werewolves. I love everything that has to do with the moon, even the ocean, cause it bends to the moon..... My Name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch, and 21 years ago I was born on the moon, and raised there for a year or two, until I was abandoned on earth, so that I might learn how to live, love, and hate. One day, when death comes calling, I'll once again become the girl on the moon. My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon. My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon. My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon. |
I woke up with a TERRIBLE pain in my calf. It was painful. And I screamed, and screamed, casue DAMN IT it hurt like a bitch. You know, I said I would save my 100th entry for my birthday. And what I am grateful of. Still be doing that so keep coming back to here. Anyways, today I realized how much I have improved in drawing. And it makes me a very happy person. I also realized how messed up some(ok all) Fairy tales. THE REAL FAIRY TALES. Not the disney crap I was brainwashed, even if I still love it. There was no...TRUE happy ending for the little mermaid. The Prince married someone else, and she was given the choice to kill him, for that is the only way she could live out the rest of her 300 years, instead of becoming sea foam. But she didn't. Cause she still loved him. So, she threw herself overboard. And then, she became an angel, and was given another chance to gain an immortal soul. BUT STILL! No marriage, no daughter, no nothing. And all through out, she was suffering. Cause every time she stepped, it be as if she was treading on sharp pointed knives. And withthe Frog Prince story. She didn't kiss the damn thing. SHE TOSSED IT AT THE WALL AND THEN IT TURNED INTO A PRINCE!AND HE ASKED HER TO MARRY HIM! WHAT?! Also, my mom told me of a fairy tale she once learned....I don't know what it was called....but there is this boy who loves this girl dearly. Very dearly. But she ignores him. He brings her white roses, but she only wants red roses. Sadly, there is no red roses where they live. A raven, who watches the boy, and if fond of him, then finds a beautiful white rose at the end of a branch on a tall trees and it impales itself on the rose's thorns so it can be colored red. The boy see's the rose, and grabs it, eager to give it to the girl...ONLY SHE REFUSES HIM! And the boy is heartbroken and nobody knows about the raven that freaking sacrificed himself for that damn ROSE!. ...SO I guess the Moral of the Story is.....Fairy tales aren't really full of pixie dust and sweet dreams 0_o...I still love em though! |
I had a dream. I dreamt that I was diagnosed with a disease called "Werewolf" syndrome. And when they told me this, I was like "You're kidding right?" But no. They said that was the reasons my canines look like fangs, why I could now bite into food as if it where air. Why all of a sudden, my sense of smell improved, as was almost as good as that of a dog. And why, every month, on a random day, I would be assaulted by the worst pain ever. Cause, I guess, I was in the hospital, and I had cuts and bruises all over me. And I remember, in the dream, having SO MUCH PAIN. LIke my bones where crunching, and my skin felt like it was being stabbed, and my muscles, everything felt as if it where shifting, even if it wasn't, and I had apparently launched myself at walls to try and stop the pains, and had tried to cut into myself to stop it. And it was so odd, cause the doctors where like, "Oh its both phychological and physical. Your not REALLY in pain, but thats what your brain is telling you. Don't worry, it'll only happen once a month." And I was like 0_0.....o_0.....0_o.....o_O.....O_o.....o_o ".....OK" ....weird huh? |
You know that story of that greek guy? Narcissus? Thats his name right? Who stared at his reflection by the lake, so in love with himself? And then he kissed the reflection which made him fall in and drown. Anyways, crazy idea. Bear with me. What if Narcissus stared at that lake daydreaming? Or supposed said lake house a water sprite? And she would only show her face in the reflection of the water? So, that he was in love with her and not himself? and when she tried to lure him with a kiss he died? .....what? .......................WHAT?! OH come now! its SO POSSIBLE! You know what else I was thinking? How different eastern and western dragons are. Eastern dragons seem to be wiser, gentle, full of good deeds, and good luck. Western dragons are visious, and violent and cruel, and hated. I just thought it was interesting to observe. |
| So where have I been? Here and there. For my 100th entry, it will be on my birthday, March 29. In which I turn 21. What will it be about? No clue. Maybe 21 things I am grateful for? Maybe. More random nonesense? Most likely. My brain is working and yet it is not So confusing. Thats all Btw...now Its a hot dog and not a sandwhich...yea |
| I had a dream...in which a tuna sandwhich told me the secret of the universe. It was 39. EVERYTHING is 39. Then I ate it...mmmmm..... |
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