I bring this up because I love that bike!!!!

Other than that, I've been WORKING like crazy to finish my Senior Year with no regrets. Well, there have been some but they're little regrets that I'll probably forget, like, not remembering to have my picture taken when I dressed up like a 1910's newsboy for homecoming or forgetting to ask about if my parents could do a little dedication for me in the yearbook...

ANYWHOO!

No doubt you miss my artistic-ness. Well, you'll have to deal with these little sketches I've made on my computer. 

Yes I know that I said I don't draw on a computer, but a teacher from my high school kindly lent me a WACOM tablet (click here to learn more) as she heard that I was going to college!!!!

Me likey the tablet NOM
LOOK!
It must be from Tron due to its blue-lighting!

That and I'm an Early Admission Student for the Institute of American Indian Arts in Santa Fe :) I'VE BEEN ACCEPTED!!! I'll be starting college in August but for now I have to make sure my Transcript is smoking (but not enough to burn the envelope, mind you) and my portfolio rocking. 

My residence for the next four years :)
I CAN'T WAIT!!

Although I know for sure that I would not have been able to make it WITHOUT the amazing family, friends, and mentors as well ^.- You know who you are...


Thank you very much :)


If you're curious, I'm applying as an Undergraduate Student for a Bachelor's Degree in Studio Arts, with a concentration on painting. However, I would like to try the different medias available here as well, as I love learning different types of expression. 


Buuuuuut thats the end of this summer. Right now I have to concentrate on homework, school, art, scholarships, and maybe some art. The Anime Club is doing alright, but I've resigned as President, as I knew the transition would be easier rather than the rest of the members having to start from scratch next semester. 


The Anime Club is a club I helped cofound three years ago as a sophomore, when I was Vice-President, and held the Presidente office for Junior and Senior Year. It was really fun, and I met students that I may never had ever spoken to (unlike my counter-blooger-part, I'm very quiet and withdrawn in the real world, unless we both love Strike Witches and its WWII references, then we'll get into a two-hour discussion and become friends). 


Quite recently they've been raising money for a trip to the Albuquerque Comic Expo taking place at the Convention Center downtown. They've changed the date to 2013 on my suggestion so that they can concentrate on schoolwork and pace themselves much better. The little buggers. :') I'm certainly going to miss our escapades. 

the coolest folks you'll ever meet :)

One of the major facets and provider of our fundraiser (ahem there's AHHH they're grown up!!!) was making our own little 'zines, called BHS Bobcat Suki-Chan Comics, which consisted of a little Advice Column with fictional character Namae Takahashi (who've I helped co-design with my friend Sarah), comics by Sarah, Jasmine, and I ranging from high school romantic/angsty/comedic stories, dedications to great manga/anime creators, and a big story about a little grape who just happened to be a ninja...


So far we've released two issues and we're on our want to make the third before summer begins. Its had great reception, really, more than I thought actually, and we have indeed sold out and made people share and read a little comic magazine that could. 


The third issue will be mostly me, along with contributions from the rest of the club, as I am making ten pages of Grape Ninja, two Masquerade-themed illustrations with my OC's (original characters FYI [for your information]), glorious cover (which I'm keeping a secret) and an editorial bidding our dear readers fare thee well until next year, my favorite moments of the Club, and the hope I have for the new members.

Sarah's excellent and well-received cover, despite her well-intentioned misspellings
:) I love you!!! You'll be fine as President, and I'll always be a phone call, text, email
away, alright? I love your style and I'm happy that I was able to introduce you into
the wonderful world of japanese comics and animation. You still owe me a smutty comic!!!

The summer-themed cover by Miss Jasmine Sylvester, one of the most talented,
self-taught artists I've been fortunate to know :) That girl knows her shoujo X)
I'm looking forward to her future, as it will be awesome
You'll do a great job as VP and Treasurer!

So, yeah, a fifty-pager, compared to our meek twenty-page offerings before. It'll sell at three dollars, and our little town is having a pre-summer festival so we'll get a booth and try to offer our wares there as well. If anyone's curious, I suppose we can work something else :) But you better be wary, because these little self-published comics might be a gazillion dollars in the future, okay?! Haha, just kidding.


Of course I won't be completely gone...I might make my own contributions to future issues, provided that I'm not as busy ;) 


That's what's been going on with me lately, so I better get back to work. 


After May 18th, I will become a high school graduate. 


And future artist, therapist, adventurer, ramen connoisseur, college student, freshie, 18, and of all things, something to change constantly.


Gosh now I'm getting all sad...


I'm not a pretty crier so I'm afraid that my post-graduation pictures, once I throw that cap into the sky, will look like someone just told me it was all just a dream.


And what a wonderful dream it was.


Here's my senior quote:

"If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching, 

Or cool one pain, 

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain."

Emily Dickinson

She's my second favorite poet, as Walt Whitman will always be my first, Robert Frost my third, and Dante as my fourth. I'm pretty open to every type of poetry, so I'll be on the lookout and post anything new and awesome I've found.

BTW I made a poem about graduation. It still makes me tear up whenever I read it, considering I wrote it spur of the moment last year as I realized one of my friends was leaving to a new state and future. Of course I was happy, but it made me think of other friends leaving and eventually so, along with my own imminent graduation. Needless to say the original was peppered with clumsy, large teardrops.

My Wish

By Kayla

My dear

The equinox draws near

I see your fear:

“Never leave me”

Is your fear

Don’t despair

My friend

My sister

My brother

My love

My equal

I’ll be thousands of miles away

You’ll always be close

I’ll be on the podium

You’ll be on the dewy grass

I’ll be crying

You’ll be laughing

I’ll struggle through the crowd

Looking for you

As you are struggling through the crowd

Looking for me

I whisper

As we embrace

For a moment

We’re one, we’re together, we’re—

And then

We’re lost

In the sea of people

“Never forget me”

Is MY fear

Don’t despair

I will always

Be with you

The times we’ve had

The jokes we’ve had

The sadness we’ve shared

The love we’ve shared

Do you remember?

Frolic in the rain

For now

“Never forget us”

That is my

Unbreakable wish

Dear Gosh I better stop I mean---

AGHHH!!! SKRILLEX! DON'T!!! THIS SONG MAKES ME THINK OF EVERYONE I LOVE AND THE PAST AND FUTURE JOY WE'LL SHARE ALONE WITH FOND MEMORIES STOP IT!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fq-geJ9UwG4

(its a really good song)

TOO LATE.


Well, thanks.
So much.
I really, really appreciate everything.
I don't need some dedication with my baby picture
or photos documenting my school career
Memories are forever
and if they're as lively as I remember
I will never forget any of you.


Now excuse me as I go cry in a corner and smile for being a melodramatic fool

so emotional right now you DON'T even know...

YA'LL BETTER SIGN MY $90 YEARBOOK!!!

LOVE, ME 

>.<

AH HELLS YEAH

I'M EXCITED
FOR MY
RECEPTION

HERE'S TO THE END OF SMELLY BUS RIDES, SMELLY CLASSMATES, THAT REDNECK THAT HIT ME IN THE FACE TWICE WITH A DODGEBALL, PHYSICAL EDUCATION AND ITS SCARY TEACHERS, AND ANYTHING ELSE THAT MAY HAVE NOT KILLED ME, BUT SURE MADE ME A HECK OF A LOT STRONGER (NOT THAT I CARED MUCH FOR THE INTENTS OF SCARING ME)

CLASS OF 2012!!!

more comics

Yes, I am wearing a "I <3 NY" sweater. Got it for twenty bucks in Times Square, went down Broadway, and saw someone else selling it for five bucks.

Still comfy as heck, tho'....

Childhood Trauma!!!

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SCARED OF RANDOM INANIMATE OBJECTS AS A CHILD? AND NOBODY ELSE THOUGHT IT WAS SCARY? ONLY YOU?

This is for those people:

By the way, the three objects in panels #8-10  are an antelope head with various jewelry, the clawed talons of a stuffed macaw, and a straw chest full of funeral blankets--things that were also scary in that room.

The story about the antelope head is the belief that you shouldn't keep animal parts in your home, or else they would come alive (via spirit projection) and make everything go to crap. So, basically, bad voodoo for you for shooting Bambi's mom. Anywhoo, my aunt had one of these, and it was adorned with jewelry and whatnot, which gave it an eerie human-like aura. So, to no surprise that I stayed away from it, believing that it's dead black eyes were following every step I took.

The stuffed macaw is fairly new, but it stood on top of the bookcase like some vengeful eagle out to eat me once I fell into slumber. Plus it's claws looked very painful...

Now, I'm not sure that the blankets were exactly used for funeral services, but my aunt got mad at me. Me and my sisters used to play in her big ol' house, which was perfect for hid n' seek because

1. There was places you couldn't go into and you would not be found for a very long time, perfect for getting out of chores and eating the food.

2. Outside was boring and too hot for doing anything else, and drought-like conditions kept the children from spraying each other with the hose.

3. The only (barely) bearable movies were Sister Act 2 and some Nicholas Cage movie.

4. This was the only game we could play in the house.

So, that's what we were forced to do. Everyone ran off to go hide somewhere, and I already knew where to hide. In the straw "treasure chest". Inside were some Pendleton-looking blankets, and being an extremely small child, I could hide inside.

I was there for a long time, until other kids were being found, and finally..."WHERE THE HELL IS KAYLA?! KAYLA! COME OUT! WE GIVE UP! KAAAAAAAYLAAAAAA!!!"

Of course I didn't come out. We, as children, take wicked delight in being able to trick others. So, if it meant hiding in a dusty straw chest full of dustier blankets with several wolf spiders as my only companions to being the greatest "Hider n' Seeker" of all time, then, yes, I would do so.

It was short-lived when my Aunt started screaming and yelling threats that I finally came out.

She yelled at me and told me to never go in there again, and I think the whole funeral blankets was something I found out on my own.

I don't think I ever went back there again....