It’s been ages since I last wrote a blog and I have many excuses for it, but none that will convince you. You will just have to trust me when I say, I just didn’t feel like taking the time to write about my life.
Why should I write about my life, it’s going good? Humans are strange that way, lucky for me I am an alien though so everything I do is strange. I write about my life when there are troubles in it, or when there are not, like now. I am unpredictable. No, this doesn’t make any sense, that’s the point of it.
Okay, seriously, I swear there is a bee haunting me because I can literally hear buzzing from memory in my bedroom from when I saw a bee there trapped earlier today and now it’s gone? So where the hell did it go?
Of course I hear buzzing, because it’s some where, even if it’s not in my house any more. It’s out there.
Another thing thats bothering me is the fact that I can’t seem to pass level 79 in Candy Crush on face book. If you have no idea what I am talking about, you must be too busy with real life to know about it. That means you suck. “Just saying”
Candy Crush has been mind boggling and each time I pass a level the excitement lasts about a minute before i want to defeat the next level and the next until I pass my boyfriend in it who has managed to do a lap around me he’s so ahead. Even my mom passed me in that game at one point, it’s insanely hard and I swear the levels keep getting harder. Those dang chocolates that just wont die and like to flock together like zombies wanting my brains just keep covering the entire game board of candies and defeating my purpose, which is to devour and concur the level.
I know face book can make you become excessive in status updates and its unlimited supply of games that want you to pay for special treats to pass the levels faster then anyone and technically become a cheater in secret.
Face book is a genius, it has everyone buzzing around and posting when they took a shit or what they ate a for breakfast. pineapple. At one point I found myself telling face book everything I was doing. i couldn’t stop, I had to share with everyone that I was making dinner and taking a shower. I had to tell face book about my day and what happened in it and it got so excessive my brother commented on how I don’t need to share all that stuff. He’s wrong, that’s what face book wants. We are all lerkers now, it’s what life has made us now, we all must know. We must know more and must know all about everyone.
If you get asked out by a guy or girl, what do you do? You check their face book of course. Are they regular, do they already have a significant other, are they a loner. Do they post when they take a shit? I mean I wanna know. You have to pass the face book check.
Lucky for me, someone has to pass more checks then face book status checks and picture albums, but that’s just being smart.
Well this blog was absolutely pointless and useless to anyone. I have succeeded in my goal. Yay me!
My book Aquarian has now arrived. I love it so much, it looks incredible and I feel so great to have accomplished it and to have wrote this touching magical story that is filled with so much love, passion, action, mystery and fantasy that will bring a whole knew look on life once you read it. Enter the world of Ava Jewel by picking up a copy of Aquarian TODAY!
Inner peace of sacred mind. Spirt bound of countless time. He knows no bounds to what he thrives, he knows no mercy to my vines. He takes and does not give no line, he waves his hand and throws his wine. I dare not gaze upon his eyes, he glares of hatred, my tongue is tied. I know no words he speaks his lines, I know no way to meet his size. Over shadows he glares me down, above my collar he holds his time. Dare he speak his words of false truth. Dare he cast his useless fruit of bitter taste on bitter tongue. Dare he stare me down in hate, with witness eyes behind windows pine. Dare he point and snicker loud, dare he sing his pride aloud. Religious hat he seals his crown, but behind his feathers he strikes me down. His words of swords, he dares to pry.
I know not of this man, I know not of his ways. I know not of his wisdom of false face. I know not of his hands, he has no touch, his voice is silent and his eyes are blind. I do not know this man who stares, who cuts me down and points his prize. I do not know this man, not I.
Tricky tongue of saucy hands, his hair grows long and his shadows fade. He paints his portrait, you force your gaze. This man is not who he claims to be, he is not your friend and not in faith. I do not know this man, do you?
The Beginning
There was a time when life made sense,
when living was more than another day,
where a life was more than a second glance, a
taste more than a flavour, a sound more than
a whisper. There was a time my eyes could
effortlessly open to a morning where everyone
I ever cared about, ever loved and lived with,
laughed and cried with was there when I opened
my eyes.
That life was gone, leaving me alone in a
cold dark world filled with the blood of my family.
A scar would remain on my heart; a tear would
permanently stain my cheek.
To forget, how could I when all that had
mattered to me had burned from beneath me.
A title wave of lava burning my body and mind,
chaining me down to the grounds beneath me I
struggled to break free. Why
Why would I try to break free when I wanted
nothing more than to die, nothing more than to
join my family, to join my kind, but how could I.
I could not die I was immortal. I could not
run away from the truth that was before me, I
was weak and helpless. I was dream deprived,
I was lost and alone in a big world filled with
nothingness but the sound of my own heart
beating, my breath rapidly exhaling and inhaling,
the over whelming smell of fresh blood all around
me.
With every step forward, I could hear the
sticks and debris beneath my feet crunch and
crackle. I could feel the breeze on my face trying
to phase out the overwhelming stench.
With my arms crossed tightly over my brown
jacket I made my way through the Aquarians
drowning in blood all around me, stepping over
arms and legs, still bodies that once were, but
will never again, be with me. Their warmth had
gone, their souls had passed on, and I could feel
the wind carry away all signs of life from them.
The meaning of my life was jaded and I
was taken aback while gazing into the blinding
sunlight. My body ached although my body
does not feel pain, my head pounded. My knees
knocked together with every step closer to my
home. A broken wooden house, debris scattered
across the residence. A tear rolled down my
cheek staring at the home of my fathers. The
home he built with his own hands.
I glanced down at the remains of the home
scattered about seeing the leg of a man buried
beneath the rubble. As I got closer, I could make
out the brown shoe that my father had worn. My
heart pounded compressing the thoughts that my
father may be the man beneath the rubble. I was
frozen afraid to find out when I heard a silent cry
from the pile of debris.
“Ava . . .” the cry became louder.
“Father . . .” I cried, running towards the pile
crashing down onto the ground grabbing at the
pieces of glass and wood throwing them behind
me, uncovering my father who lay beneath the
rubble bloody and bruised.
“Father . . .” I uncovered his body, slipping my
arm beneath him, around his back and shoulder.
I held him up hearing the sound of his heart
beginning to slow ever so quickly.
“Ava . . .” he lifted his large hand covered in
fresh blood stained of black oil. He placed his
hand to my cheek staring up at me; I could see
the pain in his eyes.
“You mustn’t be here . . . you must go
immediately before I . . .” he struggled to
continue letting out a deep dry cough.
“I won’t leave you.” I cried wrapping my arms
around him tightly soaking my clothes in his
blood.
“Have you forgotten the stars . . . have
you forgotten?” he breathed trying to help me
remember.
“Let them fall and crush me.” I roared. “Let
them take me as they have taken all of you.”
I shouted to the sky above staring at the two
moons in the distance. “Let night come and
take me with you. I will not live as one. I won’t
remain.”
“You mustn’t be angry my daughter. You must
go to the underworld until life above has settled.”
“I won’t.” I growled. “I refuse to leave you.”
His heart faded as he took his last breath. I
screamed feeling his body go limp.
“Father!” I screamed, “no! Father!” I cried,
rocking his body slowly. The sky became angry,
the sun fell, and darkness crept over the land
quickly. I rose from my father’s body staring
up at the stars forming in the sky above. Tears
streaming down my face I glared.
“You said you’d always be here!” I held my
hands in tight fists, “You promised!”
The sky roared and the stars shook in the
sky, “go ahead!” I shouted loudly.
The stars shook in anger; I could feel my
knees knocking together in fear.
“Go on and take me.”
A star fell from the sky and shot down onto
the ground in an explosion. The earth cracked
forming a wall of fire and debris flying at me. The
pressure of the explosion shot me up into the air
covering me in dirt, feeling boulders strike me.
The earth was angry with me, the stars were in
pain watching as my body was tossed in the air
smacking into bricks and boulders cutting up
my skin. Fire blaring around me, I could feel the
heat.
I landed on the dirt two thousand feet from
my home smack down on the ground. I struggled
to get to my feet. I stood up snakingly, my face
and body covered in dirt and mud, my clothes
torn up and covered in my father’s blood. I glared
up at the stars furious.
“Is that all you’ve got!” I shouted.
I opened my arms to the stars, provoking
them to kill me.
“You will not be harmed.” A kind
understanding voice spoke from the sky above
me. I shook my head believing I was already
dead and I was in heaven until I looked around
me realising heaven had not been where I was.
“Your father spared your life.”
“I wish to die.” I pleaded.
“Death . . .” the voice paused in sadness.
“Death will not be granted.”
I picked up a boulder throwing it against a
building. “I said kill me!” I shouted loudly in rage.
“Do it.”
There was no answer.
“Do it?” I screamed, “Now”
The wind gently blew through my thick black
curls and I knew the stars had refused to take
me. They had spared my life as my father had,
they were angry with me though understanding
to my rage. They would not let my anger towards
them cause them to make an irrational decision
that my father would disagree upon.
My father was a lord of great respect to
our people and the universe; they would never
disrespect his honour. I should have been
grateful, but I was angry at the world, I was
angry with my father, but most of all I was angry
with myself. I wish I was stronger, I wish I could
have stopped the war; I wish I could have done
something to prevent the bloodshed.
Nothing could have prevented, such a
traumatic outcome, there was nothing, anyone
could have done, my father tried to stop Renown
from bringing war to our people, but he refused
to reason. He refused to come to a truce;
instead, he wanted an end to our kind, to his own
kind then to have us continue with life.
Renown was an Oiler, a mystical being
far greater than an Aquarian. Oilers were
killers amongst the world. They were oil to
water and were the beings who posed a great
threat to us. Renown did not reason, he had
no understanding for our people. He had
no remorse or mercy; he wanted death and
welcomed it openly.
I sometimes wondered if there would come
more of them to destroy a new world, but I had
not to worry. Years passed by and still no life
above me on land. I was doomed to walk the
world in silence and it frightened me, I spent
most days keeping busy underwater building
onto my underwater world my father and I had
built together.
I missed my father very much, his strength,
his heart, the way he laughed, his respect and
understanding for life. He was a man I looked up
to greatly and only hoped that there would come
a time when I could be see him again.
As you all know my new book Aquarian is getting closer and closer to being ready for you to get your hands on one and I am very excited about this. I want you all to enjoy the beautiful story of Ava Jewel that I have created. It is a whole new world and it is filled with magic, spirituality and wonder. If you are a fan of fantasy and poetry then this is the book for you. Ava Jewel is a very poetic creature filled with mystery and magic.
I just got finished approving the Galley and the Cover and it looks incredible. I can’t believe how beautiful it is looking, I am so happy to be able to publish this book and I am so inspired I have even started writing a new book to publish next. You will not be waiting years for my fallowing book I promise.
Here is a preview of my cover so you can get an idea for it.
Aquarian will be available through the authorhouse website, black bond books, Amazon, barnes and nobles and I will be marketing for it to even be in libraries and book stores near me. I have already spoke to a book store who is interested in my book and I look forward to bringing them a signed copy.
I will post more information on how to get a copy of one of my books soon. It will also be available in E-Book form for those who do not want to own the soft cover.
Everything has been decided and I spent two hours last night creating the perfect illustration for my front cover and finally managed to get it the way I liked it and I am so happy with it and I managed to get it past the resolution requirements. So this rocks my socks in a jiggle. I am so excited my belly’s shooting rainbows. My availability book on the Authorhouse website will be May 30th. So be the first to order yours when that happens. I still have to review the cover and interior of my book and a few other things, but other then that the process is moving along as planned.
Here is the Illustration for the cover of my book, All rights of it are owned by me.
My day has been non stop. I am serious, I feel like my mind is running a million miles an hour and I can’t wait for it to be bed time and I can have a nice hot bubble bath and relax. I had to do more shopping today and get a few more groceries since it’s easier then doing a huge shop in one shot considering I only have a stroller to put food in. Plus it allows me to go for a walk with the kids and they enjoy that a lot. So I looked into getting a Po Box because I have a few people interested in purchasing my paintings and also some that want to send me some fan mail which is pretty awesome I think. I have always wanted to get one and think now is definitely the right time to do so.
I am feeling really good about everything in my life right now, I have my beautiful healthy children who are a God’s send, I have my creativity that surprises me every day. I have a PO Box. I am looking into going back to school to redo my ECE so that I can work in B.C. I am also seeing a nice guy right now. Friends right now, we’ll see how that goes, I’m not in a rush, I am just enjoying time. I see my friend John on tuesday and have more plans from there.
I am getting a few more things for my place like rugs, lamps to brighten up and make the place more homey.
Life is good right now and it feels nice to stand tall and feel good knowing the negative people that were in my life were wrong and I really can meet nice people and accomplish what i want to if I just believe in myself and go for it. God will do the rest.
Next week is going to be busy, tomorrow I’m going over to my parents and my dad’s going to help me make my first resume and then Monday I have to take Mimi to the vet for her next needles/clipping/program and then go down to see about getting sponsored for school. Tuesday I have a play group for the kids and then John comes over. The rest of the week I’m not too sure what’s going on, hopefully resting. Ha! I am also planning on working on another painting, I have in mind.
So I have decided to take an ECE course which is translated into Early Childhood Education so I can work in a day care which is originally what I was suppose to do after high school. It’s what I was planning on doing and even had a job lined up but my life took a different course and I became a wife and mother instead which was okay, but now that I have had all my children and am a single mom I am now ready to face the world again and begin my life and do what I was originally suppose to do while I do my art on the side, which is where my passion lies. I will always be an artist. I will never quit, it is who I am. I love it.
I am looking into the school course and there is a process before I can start it, but I will keep updated on it. I have a few meetings to attend first.
I have purchased a few things for school already.
How exciting, never thought I’d say that about school, but I’m just excited to get out there and make money and meet cool people who like doing what I do.
Made easy for you, after all you have enough to worry about without adding a career to the list.
Not only can you browse the website and get started on finding the career right for you, but you can visit the blog and read more about it and stay connected with My Career Advisor making it easier for you to always find it and learn more about it.
There is a song and dance that seems to be going viral for some reason. I don’t understand why, but I wanted to be a part of it and do my own silly version of the song and dance while pregnant. Maybe it will induce me :p For those who haven’t heard of it just google the title and you will find many dances to the song. If your interested, here is my own version of the song and dance, I think you might enjoy.
So it’s almost here, the day when I get to go on a vacation. An actual vacation, which well.. let’s face it, I’ve never been on one before. I get to go Camping with my family which is just totally awesome and Niki and I are going to have so much fun. It will be his first vacation and camping trip as well. I get to use a huge ass tent to because my awesome brother leant me his so I can experience a great first camping trip. :p
I have packed almost everything except the fridge things I need to brings which I can’t pack until the day we leave obviously or that will just make a gross little mess, now wont it. :p
I am so excited to go. I even got myself a little potty for my tent so I don’t got to walk five minutes to the bathroom during the night. Otherwise I’d never get any sleep. I am hoping Niki will be a good sleeper in the tent, if not OH BOY!
A few more days to go. I am charging up my cameras so that I can film my experience and make some cool as vlogs for you all as usual. Always creating know matter what I’m doing. :p
I have come across many articles about celebsmarriages and their later breakups. It’s understandable considering all the pressures in their individual lives they have and merging them together with someone who is also a known celebrity would be pretty difficult. You would need a balanced universe between the two and they would need to work extra hard to keep the public out of their own affairs, which is hard to do when there are cameras on them every where they go.
It’s bad enough having issues in a relationship, than the whole world knowing about it and making judgments on stories they read about in an article. I have a lot of respect for celebrities that have to put up with a lot of criticisms and not just for their creations, but for their everyday lives. It comes with the territory of being a celebrity. Their personal lives become a movie to the fans and they are entertaining us with their falls and rises?
Celebrity’s jump in and out of marriages as they do clothing.
We would to, if the cameras were on us everyday off camera people like you and I. Well technically, I am an on camera person considering I create and am a born performer like my father. Only he didn’t go for that route. Some of my other family members did however, one being an actor.
I just read on yahoo because that has become my daily newspaper for some reason. I wont even touch my daily newspaper that comes to my house everyday, I hate that crap. I don’t like reading about deaths and killings etc. That’s all papers seem to write about, like it’s entertaining. That shit aint cool.
Okay so I read that TOm cruise who is a major hotty is splitting up with Kate Homes. I am sure they have their own reasons for their split up and mostly it just comes down to, simply growing a part and just not working together the way they used to. When a marriage or relationship fails it’s very gradual and happens over time, depending on what occurs to the final breakup, but there is always a build up. Couples letting things build and build and never finding or seeking to find a solution that will better their relationship. Believe me, I know what I’m talking about there.
I feel sad when a couple splits up, it means that they both have decided to give up, if their still in love it’s more sad, because they should be able to find the strength to work together to better their relationship and make it stronger, but usually if you have to really struggle to try, it just wasn’t worth it. I am a strong believer that if it works it falls into place and you have something solid to start off with. If you don’t have that solid start at the beginning of the relationship, you either get weaker or you get stronger together. It all depends how much you want it and are passionate for another. Your love should inspire you and should drive you and should motivate you, but not to become great on your own but great as a union together as well.
I look up to Will Smith and his wife, they are a family of stars that have that solid strength I believe. Very dedicated and motivated and very in love and putting everything they have into each other, not because they have to, but because they simply are. Yes, I am aware I know nothing about these people, but I can see it when I look at them, I just know.
It’s kind of sad when I read about celebs on tabloids because I know what they must be feeling when they see some of the topics about them being distributed across the globe and knowing there are so many people judging them and to feel that pressure of that has to be exhausting. They have to develop a superpower to block off that world from entering their own little force field of, “I am great and I love myself and know who I am and what I stand for!”
It doesn’t matter what people think, yes it hurts sometimes, but deep down it’s what you think of yourself that really matters in the end. We create and shine from the inside out and the only shine we got is how we feel about ourselves.
“I feel great” I’m still building my confidence that got shattered through he many years of men etc telling me I wasn’t good enough etc, “I know I am beautiful inside and I know I am a good person.”
It’s not close to finished yet, but it’s looking really neat. It’s really fun to put together. I plan on doing a lot more with it. It needs more furnishing for one and the exterior of the house is a diaper box so it needs to be covered with a roof looking style and it needs to have a house looking exterior. Perhaps even a chimney. Not sure yet.
I decided to make my own little doll house as a creative project. My daughter always comes over trying to play house but only has a few furniture pieces to play with, so I decided i would make a doll house. I am using a diaper box haha. I am obviously not close to even finishing it, I just added the basic design of it and still need to add the floors on different levels. Cover the exterior and interior in pretty paper to make it look doll-like and Purdy. I need to add more furniture and color. I need people for it. I need linens and windows. Its going to be so cute when it’s finished. I need to get more boxes to build the rest before I even think about covering it. I can’t wait to work more on it, it’s so fun to create. I love-making things and this is really fun because it’s girly.
I made the bed and night stand, but I think that’s pretty obvious. The dollar store has other cheap furniture I can get but if I can’t find, I can make. I’m good with my hands. I used to do pretty good in shop class. I am not using wood though, I don’t want to deal with nails and sawing and paint. I decided cardboard was the way to go. even if it’s just a model that sits in my home and not played with, I think it’s wicked cool haha.
Watch out people it can happen to you. It just happened to me.
I got an email from I will not say that told me I was giving hundreds of dollars to someone with some email I have no idea of and I contacted my personal you know person who is my provider etc blah blah the big man in the suite and told them of this fraud that would have occured. I can’t believe this shit. Then I get an email to my email saying i asked to update my pw etc and I didn’t click shit in that email.
I hate frauders. Damn them.
Thieves. and trying to steal from a single mother who poor? screw you, how do you sleep at night. The government supports me, they will be all up in your ass.
I hate frauders.
Whose had this happen to them?
It’s insane, I mean I heard about it, but I was more of, oh it wont happen to me and poof it happens and I’m like SHIT man.
Have you ever tasted anything more beautiful than rainbow ice cream? I just found some in a store and bought it. how could I not? I love rainbows and it’s ice cream which makes it that much more beautiful. I saw it and I fell in love and I was drooling all over my clothes and blamed it on Niki. He’s teething so it’s more believable. I thought, “wow there is nothing more beautiful than this delicious ice cream and then I saw it.
The most beautiful yummy in the whole world and I drooled more leaving a puddle of my saliva on the floor beneath me, it took awhile to convince the costumers and staff there that my water hadn’t broken.
I saw Peanut Butter chocolate chunk cookies and grabbed them. They were mine, I love them. I saw and fell in love, a lot different then the feelings I had for the ice cream because I love peanut butter and mix that with cookies and I got me some good ass shit.
I got back from the doctors today, which was suppose to be yesterday but I had to reschedule because my doctor wasn’t in. I have sad news. well worrisome news. When the doctor was listening to the heartbeat I noticed something odd. The heartbeat of the baby sounded very weird. It was missing beats or skipping beats it had a weird rhythm and the lady doctor said it sounds like an ectopic heartbeat which freaked me out cause then both doctors were listening and talking in doctor language and I felt like a lab rat laying there asking them whats going on and why does it sound like that and is the baby okay.
The doctor said he’s not concerned it may just be something with the tissue of the heart and they will know more about it in the ultrasound and now of course I am worrying about my baby and hoping it’s okay.
Please send a little prayer out for me <3
I would be so crushed if I found out something was wrong. That would break my heart.
I swear to gawd, every morning I get up, or it doesn’t even have to be morning. Okay well it’s usually morning when I notice it.
I looked at the clock and it’s like, lets say I see that it’s almost 9 am in the morning and I feel so well rested from a full nights sleep. I get up and get dressed, Niki and I do and we have breakfast and then I glance at the clock at it’s an hour earlier than what it said before so it’s almost 8am. This happens every morning like I’m moving in time. It is so weird, yet I love that shit, so I am really quite interested in what the hell is going on with that.
I mean I have always known i could alter time because I would be late for something and arrive early haha. How it happens I have no clue. Also I would have a shower and think I’ve been in there for so long because I make myself stay in there long because it feels so nice and then I get out and it’s been five minutes and this isn’t just when I’m alone. Oh know. The time shifts even around people and they don’t even notice it.
I’m just moving and their not, or something happens like that. So strange. Or I’m moving faster in a minute or hour than they are and then I catch up once my conscience is back to, hello. I’m still here on planet earth pretending to be human like you. haha
I am alien so this doesn’t at all surprise me plus it’s been going on for a long as time and I have had so many experiences through spirituality that it’s so easy to know for sure, and unless you know me really well like my family and close friends. You aint going to believe me when I said it.
