Give me one reason to care

Really.
Just one reason.
ONE GOOD REASON to care about ANY of this.
I couldn't care LESS about school.
They aren't teaching me ANYTHING I can use.
And if you're thinking "You won't be saying that later!" trust me, I WILL be saying that later.
I have been taught nothing USEFUL in the last year or so.
I mean, come on. Algebra? No. If you wanna be a mathematician, learn algebra on your own motherfuckin time. Don't take up mine.
On top of that, I have been taught the EXACT SAME THING in Language Arts and Science my entire life.
The only classes I have benefited from are my Civics, Chorus, and TV-Film classes.
On top of it, my Algebra teacher has seven students failing at the moment and one A, IN MY CLASS ALONE.
I'm a writer. I know how to write and read. I have the highest Lexile in my school (tied with Erika's ex-boyfriend). If my Lexile gets much fucking higher, they won't be able to calculate the damn thing. I know how egotistical that sounds, but I'm being serious.
And then I get yelled at for even giving less than a fuck?
No.
No no no.
NO.
In this situation, I believe not giving a fuck is warranted.
Academically, I AM NOT AN OVER-ACHEIVER. I never HAVE been. Before, it just kind of happened. I didn't TRY. I do not care if I am a straight-A student. I am perfectly fine with being average if I excel in doing what I love.
And no, Lori, using the word "average" is not a fucking SIN. I know I'm smart. It's the fact that you expect me to act on it that's bringing me down. How about ya call me STUPID one more time? Compare me to my BROTHER one more time maybe? Yeah. Make me feel fucking bad about being content with focusing my time on something I LOVE and can actually BENEFIT from. Try to get me to look AWAY from my future ENTIRELY, try to make me give up my comics, try to get me to be that academically perfect little daughter who's just like her BROTHER. Tell me how SMART he is one more time. Just do it. I fucking DARE YOU.
I am completely fine being an "average" or even a "below average" student academically if it means I have more time to focus on my comics and do what I LOVE to do and focus on my REAL FUTURE. I'm perfectly content with that. I mean, honestly, if you don't approve of my wanting to be a comic creator, just fucking SAY IT. Don't keep going around screaming about how glad you are I'm creative if that's not how you really feel. That just makes you a liar. And you know how bad I am with liars.
You want me to be a singer, don't you? You want me to be a singer like you wanted to be? Yeah. That's what I thought. I love to sing, Lori, but you are making it HELL for me. Every time I do, you start going on and on and on about how you want me to be a singer. But I do not want to sing professionally. I might release an album or two. But I don't want to do it as a real "job". I am a comic book creator and nothing is going to change that. What do you have against comic books anyway? It's not like I'm writing fuckin Superman. I'm writing something with a real story and a real plot. It's practically a novel. But no. No no no. Unless it IS a novel, unless it's what you "thought I would do" then I just CAN'T DO IT, now can I? Actually come to think of it, you'd be fine if I was anything BUT a comic book artist, wouldn't you? I mean, you thought I'd be an actress, a singer, a writer... But never a comic book creator. And because your little "prediction" about me wasn't right, you've got an issue, don't ya?
Well fuck you.
Just fuck you.
I don't care.
I am not my sister.
I am not my brother.
I'm not you.
I am ME.
I'm a girl who loves anime and comic books, who spends time messing around on tumblr, tv tropes, and wikipedia, who happens to be a bit of a pervert, who can be pretty lazy, who knows she's smart, whose knows she's pretty, who loves to sing, who writes to vent, who draws to meditate, who creates comic books of her own.
I'm a Blu Butterfli.

:D

Over the last several months, I’ve had many people call my style “mediocre”, “cliché”, and “amateur”, just to name a few – and frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.^[1] I’ve wanted to draw anime since before everyone started having a bloody turd about it, and that’s what I’m doing. My style for drawing people is influenced by Lynn Okamoto (Elfen Lied and Nononono), backgrounds are influenced by Jhonen Vasquez (Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Squee, I Feel Sick, and Invader Zim), and my shading is influenced by Hidekazu Himura (Hetalia). If that’s cliché, then the word has no meaning. Actually, the word cliché is cliché because the dictionary definition of “cliché” is “a trite, stereotyped expression; a sentence or phrase, usually expressing a popular or common thought or idea, that has lost originality, ingenuity, and impact by long overuse, as sadder but wiser, or strong as an ox.” ^[2] And yes, I know anime is “generic beauty”, but I don’t really care. I’ll draw what I want. Also, I do not trace. Now stop being douchebags and grow a vagina,^[3] you idiots. Thanks~ <3.

[1] Gone With The Wind

[2] Dictionary.com

[3] Betty White

And so we begin...

"I'm not a glass-half-empty or a glass-half-full kind of person. I'm the kind of person who'll smash the glass against the wall and say 'you got me the wrong kind of soda'"

Now, who said that? Come now, don't pretend like you know. No, don't look it up on Google/Yahoo/MSN/whatever the hell you're using either. This is because very few people know who Zoe Marshall is. As far as you're concerned, Zoe Marshall does not exist. Well, at least until now. Why now, you ask?
Because I am Zoe Marshall. Welcome to my blog.
My full name is Zoe Anais Marshall, "Anais" being after Anais Nin. On the internet, I'm known as zoezoewriter. I was born June 23rd, 1999 in Janesville, Wisconson and I have lived in Sarasota, Florida since I was 4. I am in 7th grade, all gifted classes (133 IQ at 10 yrs). I have a 2.5 GPA, although if I really wanted to I could pull off a 4.0... It's just so boring I...
Anyway, why do I think I am interesting enough to have a blog?
I write, I sing, I draw, I act a little... I have a knack for Psychology (Neitzsche over Freud), Criminology (considered becoming a criminal profiler), History (WW2 especially), and Government (I once spent a Friday night writing notes on communism).
I am an otaku and proud (for those who don't know, an otaku is basically an anime/manga freak who gets into it a little too much.) My favorite series is Axis Powers Hetalia - my friends actually call me Russia because of this. If you know the series, you have another bit of my personality. My favorite serious series would have to be Elfen Lied. After that Death Note, Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler), Code Geass (love that black and gray morality), Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni, Masturbation Master Kurosawa (a little-known, non-hentai, non-ecchi manga)... I also like the webcomic Blip and Homestuck- *shot*
Ehem... Anyway...
I'm teaching myself German, I plan on taking a French class next year for highschool credit, I plan on learning Czech and Russian at some point, I'll have to learn Spanish eventually with the way America is becoming.
My calling card is the Blu Butterfli, that sketchy, angular butterfly you see everywhere. I have an association with yellow, red-spattered roses as well.
Dislikes... Cheaters, egotists, con-artists, liars... I swear to whatever higher power there is out there, lie to me and you will not live to lie again.
Favorites... Food would be Saltines...or maybe apples...no, Saltines. Color... Umm... Dark I geuss? Umm...
Hmm... Congrats to those of you who are still here, because now we get to the more (or less) interesting part.
In regards to my little talents... With writing, I'm partial to psychological, mystery, thriller, and political or black comedy (but never at the same time). I'm working on getting my book, Criminal Obligation, ready for publishing. Just proofing and adding illustrations, then I can self publish with a little help and... (Criminal Obligation was scrapped mid 2011) My preffered form is actually comics, which I illustrate with the help of my background artist (after actually starting I began drawing my own backgrounds) I draw in anime and my style is very sketchy. I use dark pencil instead of ink. I smack Blu Butterfli Productions on everything...
With singing, I'm a soprano, I only really sound good when I'm singing opera, which actually kind of sucks 'cause I sound ridiculous when I'm singing along to some Rammstein, Nirvana, Rise Against, Smashing Pumpkins, Chevelle, Seether, Breaking Benjamin, old Linkin Park, Nine Inch Nails, Vocaloid... Basically anything I would listen to regularly with the exception of Evanescence. I actually want to see if I can get a band together during high-school. We'd have to center everything around my voice since it's...odd, but hey, no point in letting a good voice go to waste, right? Since we all know how damn long it takes to get an album together I'd still have time for writing. I'm not really gonna put too much emphasis on the acting, not too serious about that.
My biggest inspirations are Jhonen Vasquez (Invader Zim was awesome, but I think JTHM is better), Kurt Cobain (Rock In Peace), Till Lindemann (*waits for the moral gaurdians to get me*), Mozart, Richard Bachman (actually Stephen King, but you get what I'm implying; Rage is amaizing), and the Zodiac Killer (joking, joking! Sort of... *fascinated*).
Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (by Jhonen Vasquez) and Rage (by Richard Bachman/Stephen King; now out of print) are practically my Bible.
So, that's me. Wow, I probably sound like a vain bitch, going on and on about myself like this... Let's talk about the people I'll be posting about, shall we?

I said I would, so here I go.

First up is my forever-best-friend, my partner in crime, a little-known blond broad by the name of Erika J. We met back in 5th grade, but we never really started talking until we ended up in that all-girls 2nd period in 6th grade... "We killed all the boys!" is what she yelled to good old Mr. LC, which caused me to burst out laughing with hat Wicked-Witch-serial-killer-burning-alive screech of mine. I'm tellin' ya, I just don't know what it is about that girl... She's got a crooked wheel upstairs but god, is she the twin sis I never wished for. She's energetic, blatant, blunt, a little daft at times (she's blond what do you-*shot*), and dark as pitch with barely an idea of when a good time to hide it is. We balance each other out, keep each other from going a little too mad. She smacks "Creepy Cutie Productions" on everything. For college she plans on going to a film school in the area. She also told me she hates my blog. (I fell in love with her, and we've been falling away from each other since then. I hate it. I hate it so much. Because she's one of the only people I've got.)

Next we've got my mother, Lori Marshall. She's a good woman, reliable - I have to admit that much. She doesn't treat me like I'm less than her, which is nice. She's a strong person, not afraid to speak her mind. Honestly though, Lori's a bit...spastic.

Then there's my step-dad, Mark Sanders. He has a book published - An Alternative Perspective. Although, his publishing company kind of fucked him over. He has good thoughts, good ideas. He's smarter than most people I've met, and really lax on most things. He's actually voiced anger like, twice since he moved in last year. Overall, Mark's a pretty awesome dude.

Of course I should mention my siblings, Echo June Vincent (16 yrs older, dif. father), Brennan Marshall-Morris (8 yrs older, dif. father), and Jeremy Sanders (1 yr younger, step-brother. I like to call him Germ.) Echo is a traveler, for now she's in China with her husband and daughter. Her mind is waaay out there. Brennan is in college, he's a...nice person. His charisma is better than most people you'll meet in a lifetime and he's...quirky. Jeremy's just a kid, he has a pretty soft personality, and he loves legos and videogames.

And then there's the biological father... The sperm donor... The lying bastard... I don't like him much. (Oh daddy~ You owe me for keeping you anonymous~ Chuck over the $5000+ you owe us~)
Hmm...

That turned out a lot longer than I intended.

So yeah. That's me and my people. I hope you enjoy hearing about my little blip of life.

I decided to take a pic of myself every day I post so I can see how I change as long as I have the blog going.

Pic of me, November 5th 2011

A drawing of me (drawn by me), taken out of the blog background AH OH ME GOD MY EYES KILL IT WITH FIRE. WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?!!!