I obviously didn't make another post yesterday featuring my art.
Sorry about that.
In fact, I just finished coloring it not too long ago. I would post it now, but it's late which would make the lighting in the photo look bad. And yeah, I'm too tired to get the camera and adjust my drawing papers several times until I can take a decent photo of it.
I don't know when I'll post it. Hopefully tomorrow, but knowing me no promises.
And I have no idea when I'll finish the other few other drawings.
On other news, little punk cat Thelma decided to scratch my finger today. So now I have this long scratch on the inner side of my left index finger. Thelma never stops to annoy me. Ahh.
My other cat Zo got a paper receipt stuck on one of his back paws. Being himself, he wouldn't allow anyone to take it off for him. So he's just. Running around the house. With a paper on his foot.
Sunshine gets the award for best pet of the day. She's not as annoying as the cats. Good job, dog.
I'm just here. On my bed. Casually drowning in procrastination. I'm soaking in it. I procrastinate on everything. Not nearly everything. Everything. I almost forgot to walk my dog (poor Sunshine) and eat dinner (I constantly forget that I should eat even if I'm not hungry oops lol) for last night. But it's all good. I ended up doing those things. Good vibes.
I'm also in that sorta funk mood. Where you're just. You can just. Feel the despair and sadness creeping up beneath the surface. Please stop, no, hide under the carpet again. Stop resurfacing every few days. Stop, please stop. Oh my god why.
I have to work on this project for school. How tragic.
Another thing I'm drowning in is essays.
So many essays. Unbelievable.
I took the PSAT this past week. And yet I still have to go to my SAT class. And then get assigned to do essays there too.
Two essays? Are you kidding me? Yeah, just go on and pile more essays on top of me. That's totally fine.
Life. How tragic.
I feel so dramatic in my posts. Like they're not even dramatic. I'm such a boring person that they just seem that way.
Shut up, brain.
'Night.
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