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Hey look a greenish picture.. yihoo
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| A pic |
[16 Dec 2004|03:25pm] |
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I edited this one using photoshop.. I hope you guys like it..hehe
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[16 Dec 2004|02:33am] |
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Hey I gotta a Digicam yesterday.. wonderful.. check out my pictures they weren't edited.. I hope you guys like them.. they're others but gotta fix them first.. I shot all of them except one, which was shot by my brother. Most of them have me in it-I had to use the timer and run back and forth..haha
( El pics )
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| photoshop..yihayo! |
[28 Nov 2004|10:13pm] |
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It's a Long Way to the Top-School Of Rock |
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I used photoshop as in really used it for the first time.. This is the image I came up with.. I thank Diana for taking the pic and sending it, and JK for the advice on how to use photoshop.
I hope you guys like it.
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| More pics.. |
[18 Nov 2004|10:16pm] |
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Hey more pictures that I took and tampered with.. Check out my baby Sadako.. hehehe
( El pics )
Hope you guys like it..
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[05 Nov 2004|08:14pm] |
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Hey Trish this is a comic of the fartoon characters, but they're not fartoons or vartoons.. hehe.. you gave me the idea so..
For Trish:
I hope you guys like the comic..
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| Haven't updated in a while.. |
[20 Oct 2004|11:41am] |
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Hey haven't updated in a while.. hehe.. I made a story I hope you guys like it..
“Characterizing Affection”
By Christian R. Henares
A hermaphrodite lying down on the soil filled with bright green weeds, looks up at the clouded gray sky. Its hands and feet are tied down by diamond-like crystal shackles stuck to the floor. It looks down on its naked body, and focuses on the glass stomach it was born with. Its flesh clinches on to the sides of the round bowl at the bottom of its torso. Within the glass formation two red butterflies flutter. It looks at them and gives a face of cheerfulness. The dam-shaped clouds move their bodies from sun’s river of light that pours directly into the translucent organ of the hermaphrodite. The insects flying inside then revealed their true color; from the red that they were, they became black. The hermaphrodite watching the result of the disclosure gives a face of irresolution.
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[30 Sep 2004|12:51am] |
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Hmm.. Shit, I gotta stop smoking its becoming something that I have to do.. but it is so good..
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| Labor.. |
[15 Sep 2004|03:07am] |
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Ey made a story.. hope you guys like it..
“Labor”
By Christian R. Henares
The fingers of the moon crawled through the center of the roof. It gave a faint light to the four corners of the small house, and emphasis on a murky figure lying in the middle of it all. The sound of a galloping horse is heard outside. It comes to a halt, and footsteps are then heard at the front of the door. The handle then slowly turns as the sound of the lock clicks to open. Shreds of light slide threw the edges of the door, while he slowly opens it. The light from the face of the entrance then creates a path that extends to the center. His silhouette stands firmly, while the light passes threw his outline. The man takes a step on the floor of the house only to find a liquid filling the whole area. He looked upon this dark thick substance, and gave a grin to the knowledge of what it was. Slowly this being walked towards the innocent figure looking at his pleased reflection below him as it deformed and fixed itself though the ripples. The male reached the truthful figure, and found it to be her, his admirer. She was the loving figure with a lifeless body now. The man knelt down beside her corpse. A hole was found created upon her left breast by a bleeding knife sleeping in the palm of her pale and open hand. The blade had his name embossed in the handle. Her eyes were widely open, and the sides of her visage were filled with traces of tears. He picked her head, while assisting the neck, and gave a nice sweet kiss to her cold violet lips. On releasing, he saw his face on the pupils of her eyes as they stared back at him. The male put her back down and softly uttered “Thank You” as he gave a smile. He raised himself up, and walked out the door, killing the light that came from it. In the end her being was left in the middle of it all.
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