............She looks like a playmate for the pedophiles's section or something rofl.

But that's okay because she's using her skills to pay for medical school, RIGHT?

RIGHT.

And uh, should my paint tool sai's 83% memory load worry me?

 

lolollllll, I don't know what she's wearing.

* * *

( + yang-ping ( picture ), stories. )

I need this, to survive.

And this:



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I'M DROPPING THIRTY-FIVE.
I'M DROPPING THIRTY-FIVE.

 I like this.

SO LONG, HIGH SCHOOL.  I can have a life now!

OH AND, my friends and I saw a tornado last night.  True story.




I don't know why I drew or painted this, but whatev, I like the hair.  : DD

BUT I NEED TO DRAW, FOR YUKIO AND FOR MECHACON but Clap-san's tutorial has given

me the urge to experiment with watercolors, AGAIN.  I am prepared to fail, and fail hard.

FOUR MORE DAYS OF CLASSES!

Then exams.  /sob

Hocrap, my class is testing their boats tomorrow.



( Our boat has a beautiful personality, okay. ) 

I hope we do well!

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It floated!  One minute and fifty-five seconds to and fro.  Not bad, not bad.

And I'm painting sculpey sushi.

NINE MORE DAYS.

Because my obsession makes NO SENSE WHATSOEVER.

( comic. )

At night, at least.

I slept from like, 5 PM to 7 or 8 PM, woke up again at 2 AM, slept yet again, then woke up at 3 AM.

And yet I'm yawning, wanting to go back to sleep if only for a minute ( translation: an hour ) or two.

This has happened EVERY DAY for the past like, two and a half weeks.

I was convinced I had hypersomnia, but I don't sleep at inappropriate times and etc.  So I don't know.

And now it's 4:19 AM,

and I have to finish my math homework, an article for clothing, and slap paint onto my sculpey.  |||

But tomorrow is our last day of classes this week, thank God.  I'll have a week of sleep and... sleep.

NG:  How old are you?
ME:  Seventeen.
NG:  WELL YOU LOOK THIRTEEN.
ME:  ;_;

We Got Married, especially the HwanYobi couple, is the only thing I care to wake up for now'a days.   ♥ 

/nolife  :'DD

I just swept the kitchen and the living room, mopped and bleached the kitchen,

mopped the living room, washed Yang-ping's toys, and gave Yang-ping a bath

in under an hour.  ( I love you, my new Swiffer Sweeper. )

It feels as if I'm the overworked ( not really, but really ) protagonist of a Korean

drama minus the handsome Korean asshole-turned-gentleman to wisk me away.

--*shot*  I need a life, obvs.


But the lower level of my house is now spotless.  CC': 

But for how long, HOW LONG?!  ( Not long since Yang-ping sheds like, asdkfj;;nsa;dkjf. )


I want hardwood floors so badly; tiles suck.



Isn't it beautiful?  * Q *


I'm going to treat myself to a webcomic or two, then start my English and religion

homework;;;;

Because it's seriously lacking my, you know, art.





I had planned to paint something amazing
but there's an 80% chance I won't finish this.

:'DD

08 / 22 PAGES OF MY CHILDREN'S BOOK ARE COMPLETE.

Me:  Must the illustrations be colored?
Mr. C:  Yes, they must be colored.
Me:  Do you think three days is enough time to complete an entire children's book?
Mr. C:  Yes, yes, I do. 
Me:  ...I don't.
Mr. C:  You all have had nearly a week to work on them, plus your free time!

What is this "free time" he speaks of?

I told Mr. C ( no sass whatsoever! ) that his deadline does not gave us enough time to complete our children's books.  He disagreed, of course, and basically blamed my lack of progress on my friends, "my distractions" lolol.  That's funny, 'cause this is only the second class he's set aside to work on them.  AND SO, as "punishment" or whatev, he made me... SIT ALL BY MY LONESOME.  rofl What is this, middle school?  But of course he pretended as if he didn't hear the girls talking about prom, or boyfriends, or asdkfnskjd.  :|

It was hilarious in that lacking-of-hilarity way, chuknow?  He complimented my illustrations and told me that they didn't have to be as detailed as they are ( b- but they aren't that detailed ).  Then, he showed me a past student's book.  I was like, "but that just isn't... me."   

Buttt I'm not angry.  I just needed to vent.

I hope I have time to scan it; it's pretty bangin' ( the sketches, at least ) if I say so myself uguu.

Oh, what I would do for legs like these.

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I'm too lazy to 'shop it.

Red glasses; Y / N?

ROFL.  Adventure Time.

I want a boyfriend solely for matching trinkets like these:





From this thread.

It's lame in a cutesy way okay.  /sob


And now, irrelevance:

After consuming unhealthy amounts of chocolate yesterday, I lost a pound. 

I have no idea as to how, but again, score.  CC:  Ten more pounds to gooo.


Also, new icons; credit to velvet_strings.