July 9, 2011
My mom thinks runescape is making me stupid.
I hunistly don't no whut she is talking about. I think it is not an effecting me at all. Why does she trey to put me down like this? She is herting my self esteam.
COLORING LIKE A CHAMP
Here are some vacation pictures. Pictures...from my VACATION. They're pretty ordinary. I made crude stick figures with a piece of who knows what on the beach. I was thinking about blogging a lot.


"There's only one thing wrong with the beach...Sand." "I'm depressed. 1 wave can blot out my existence."
What a big caterpillar, huh? It looks pretty delicious.
"There's only one thing wrong with the beach...Sand." "I'm depressed. 1 wave can blot out my existence."
Sideways monster. Cool, huh?
My younger cousin asked me to draw him a unicorn wearing camo.
Another cousin asked me to draw her a tomato and a hotdog. She did the coloring.
These here mice were everywhere D: I caught a few and found the mouse hole >:]
July 7, 2011
WOW WHAT A BAD DECISION
I got a tattoo yesterday. I really regret it now. I never should have done it. Guess that's just life, huh?
Oh wait. It's just in marker... Phew! -wipes sweaty forehead-
pfft.
pfft.
July 6, 2011
I am back from vacation.
Not that anyone who reads my blog would care. Or even know I went on vacation. Besides you, mom. Yep. My hands are really unsteady so I don't think I could ever be a surgeon (not to mention the blood and guts). If I try to hold my hand out my fingers convulse and spasm and it twitches. I just want to be like, "Hey hand. Don't rock da boat don't tip da boat over." But I know it wouldn't listen.
I drew a lot of stuff while I was gone. Not everything will get an explanation. And I won't put everything up because I am feeling kind of lazy and sleepy. Not kind of. I am.
The quality is super craptastic again, I know. I do not have a scanner. I am not going to buy one. I'll fix it when school comes back around and I can mooch off theirs.
I also made this list.
BABIES V.S. DOGS
Babies
Poop - have to change diapers
Cries. A lot.
Needs fed all the frackin' time
BREAST FEEDING eek
Becomes a teen - hates you
If you eat it, you're a cannibal
Dogs
Poop - you can leave it outside
Can be caged
Never cries
Just feed twice a day. No need for variety either.
Loves you unconditionally. FOREVER.
Can be eaten in a survival/emergency situation
Conclusion. Have dogs. Not babies.
I drew a lot of stuff while I was gone. Not everything will get an explanation. And I won't put everything up because I am feeling kind of lazy and sleepy. Not kind of. I am.
I also made this list.
BABIES V.S. DOGS
Babies
Poop - have to change diapers
Cries. A lot.
Needs fed all the frackin' time
BREAST FEEDING eek
Becomes a teen - hates you
If you eat it, you're a cannibal
Dogs
Poop - you can leave it outside
Can be caged
Never cries
Just feed twice a day. No need for variety either.
Loves you unconditionally. FOREVER.
Can be eaten in a survival/emergency situation
Conclusion. Have dogs. Not babies.
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