YOURMOMSMOM

I'm getting addicted to an online journal that no one reads. This is much easier than actually writing in one. Okay- so for now, I'm going to journal as if this was a private- but not TOO private, journal. Thursday- today, was a horrible mess. This whole week was. I literally screamed in eighth period, I was so frazzled. I told people on the bus I was frazzled and they give me a O.o and said "What the heck does frazzled mean?" BAH! Stupid kids. They just don't realise how literature-deprived they are x.x. This whole week has been so pressured- FOUR PROJECTS AT ONCE. HOW CRUEL CAN YOU GET. Last Tuesday my teachers daughter died. I was so sad.

I'm pulling through. Is anyone even there? If you noticed, my art improved slightly. From the picture of Miniaturized to Chesnut, I like Chesnut whole bunches better. Thanks for the encouragement, people! It really helped me draw.

Someone burn it for me. Please? Burn the picture of Mini. Well, I guess you can't really burn it. So ruin it in the most dramatic way on some sort of coloring program. That would make me feel alot better.