Hello world!
Got to hang out with an awesome-possum friend today! Gonna help him with a story about Slender Man. Fun, right?
I told him about this blog, so now he has the opportunity to learn my deepest darkest secrets... SCARY!
Anyways, I have prepared a topic for today: I have learned something about myself. I'm part music video director!
That sounds random (well, maybe not as random as other stuff I've said... but still pretty random), so I will explain.
For a few days I have been obsessed with the song "Just Give Me a Reason" by P!nk and Fun. I was listening to it one day when all of a sudden I had a vision! My mind was making a video for the song. Since that, I've been using free time to replay it again in my head and make it better. I went to sleep last night perfecting my imaginary music video.
I'd like to film it and post it on Youtube, but I highly doubt I could get the opportunity to make it. I would have to get a set made exactly how I pictured it, and a guy to be singing with me. If possible, I would like to record us singing the song instead on P!nk and Fun, cuz if we kept their voices it would seem like we have voices that belong to adults when we are just 13-14 years old. Plus, I don't want to seem lazy.
(P.S. both are singing during the whole video)
At the beginning, the girl is playing on the keyboard in her room. The first verse is only piano and lyric, so she is doing that. Then, the first chorus she's just walking around her room, maybe looking at a picture of her boyfriend (the actor). Then for the second verse they show the boy on his bed. Halfway through the verse (at "You've been having real bad dreams") he looks through his full-length mirror (conceded, are we?) and sees her in her room instead of his reflection. The next line, he taps on the glass, she notices it, and then they sing directly with each other until the end of the bridge. Then they both move away and wander around their own rooms, maybe looking at pictures, sitting on their beds, glancing at the mirror every once in a while. When they finish with the final chorus, they both look back at the mirror, and it's a mirror again. Disappointed, they both climb into bed and go to sleep.
I like the concept. The director inside of me has good taste. This makes a lot more sense than most videos, somehow. If someone sees this blog entry and want to do the video with me, and have the equipment for it, sign me up!
(Sorry, I'm gonna try to post the drawing for this week tomorrow. I didn't have time to finish it with my friend coming over and all.)
You may use anything I posted on this blog, like drawings (although I doubt you will since they are all low quality), and you may do anything to them (even make fun of them), as long as you don't take credit for the original. You don't even have to say where it came from, as long as it's clear that someone drew it/wrote it/took a picture of it, and it wasn't you.
I mean, I'd still like to know if you use something that I posted here, but you don't exactly need my permission to do it.
Okay? Okay.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
BLOODY TWINKIES
Hello world!
This blog is definitely like my diary... I just write the randomest stuff ever!
So, I went to the store with my mom today, and look what I found:
Now the company Little Debbie sells Twinkies! But they are in a different name. And the packaging is stupid. >.< But I laughed a little anyways when I saw this.
Also, I went to a clinic. They took TWO blood samples out of the inside of my elbow. Don't fret, my pet. There is a reason a nurse would do such a diabolical thing.
Last year, around November (I think... wow, my memory is so horrible...) we went to a clinic because I was having a problem. One of the ways we liked to exercise was to dance. I used to be able to handle really hard stuff, but for some reason, recently, if the music got too fast, the left part of my chest started to hurt (as in, around the area of my HEART!!!) and so we were freaking out cuz we didn't know why. So my mom and I explained to the doctor what was happening, then she asked a few questions. Near the end of the visit, she had an idea of what the problem could be, but to know for sure she had to draw out a bit of blood and test it. The doctor's theory was that I did not have enough iron in my blood.
She was right. It turned out that sometimes girls have problems like that when they start puberty. (...) So now I have to take an iron pill twice a day for all eternity. So today was just a checkup to see how I'm doin'.
My favorite thing that happened all day is that the nurse told me that some GROWN MEN aren't as tough as me when blood is taken out of their arm. XD Okay, you know how sometimes in cartoons when someone is extremely wimpy, when they "show off their muscles" their arms just sag instead? Yeah, I'm that wimpy. So this was a little hilarious.
But just a little.
This blog is definitely like my diary... I just write the randomest stuff ever!
So, I went to the store with my mom today, and look what I found:
Now the company Little Debbie sells Twinkies! But they are in a different name. And the packaging is stupid. >.< But I laughed a little anyways when I saw this.
Also, I went to a clinic. They took TWO blood samples out of the inside of my elbow. Don't fret, my pet. There is a reason a nurse would do such a diabolical thing.
Last year, around November (I think... wow, my memory is so horrible...) we went to a clinic because I was having a problem. One of the ways we liked to exercise was to dance. I used to be able to handle really hard stuff, but for some reason, recently, if the music got too fast, the left part of my chest started to hurt (as in, around the area of my HEART!!!) and so we were freaking out cuz we didn't know why. So my mom and I explained to the doctor what was happening, then she asked a few questions. Near the end of the visit, she had an idea of what the problem could be, but to know for sure she had to draw out a bit of blood and test it. The doctor's theory was that I did not have enough iron in my blood.
She was right. It turned out that sometimes girls have problems like that when they start puberty. (...) So now I have to take an iron pill twice a day for all eternity. So today was just a checkup to see how I'm doin'.
My favorite thing that happened all day is that the nurse told me that some GROWN MEN aren't as tough as me when blood is taken out of their arm. XD Okay, you know how sometimes in cartoons when someone is extremely wimpy, when they "show off their muscles" their arms just sag instead? Yeah, I'm that wimpy. So this was a little hilarious.
But just a little.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Birthdays and Body-Switching
Hello world!
So, I just went to my friend's birthday party! It lasted almost 5 hours... My feet were killing me by the time the party was over. (It was at a park, so we did a lot of walking.) And she loved the present I got her: an albino monkey (STUFFED ANIMAL, mind you. Although a real one would've been awesome!!!), two books, and a few mini Reeses cups (turned out to be her favorite candy! I forgot...).
What she told me made me feel pretty bad for her. For some unknown reason, her relatives don't like to give her family presents (I mean her, her mom, and her dad). Even on her birthday, no one gives her presents except her grandparents. And even then, they just gave her some cash. I was the only person who gave her a real present. :( She shouldn't be treated like that by her own family.
I also have another topic today. Yesterday I started thinking about my future. (AGAIN. I think a lot during the day.) I have been thinking about becoming an elementary teacher. I really want to do 3rd grade.
First reason for that was that 3rd grade was AWESOME! My teacher was really great, and I met my bestest friends in the whole world that year. I still talk to them by e-mail and stuff, which is quite a feat, since most of my friends I never talk to again when the school year ends.
Second reason is that 3rd graders seem easier to tolerate than kindergartners. It is easier to understand what they're saying, and they write better. Yet, they are still little enough to do some little kid stuff. Like I remember that in our class, we added a straw for every school day into a cup, then when there are ten days, we would bundle them together with a rubber band and put them into another cup, and when 100 days passed by, we bundled all the 100 straws with a big rubber band and they went into a third cup. I remember I was always excited for the straws ceremony.
I was thinking about how the world would be pretty dangerous for those kids. New technology always brings more security, while at the same time bringing more ways for criminals to hurt you. If the outside becomes really scary for those kids, then I want to be able to help them protect themselves. Every once in a while, instead of kickball or something for gym, I will teach them some techniques for getting out of a bad situation.
I would teach them how to get out of the grasp of a creep and knock him down to make it to safety, all within a few seconds. My classes would include a bit of martial arts and wrestling techniques. And, if a machine exists to make something get into your long-term memory, I will use it. This would be stuff that would be useful to these kids their whole lives.
I was also thinking that if there was a machine to make people switch bodies, I would use it someday. Everyone would switch bodies, then try their best to live like who they are in. So if Max got into Katie, he would be sitting in Katie's seat, hanging out with Katie's friends at recess, etc. for the whole day. A catch, though, is that they can't say who they are until they switch back.
I think it would be fun to be someone else for a day. I also think they could learn a few things that way. They could also make new friends that way, because if Max tells Leslie (ugh, I don't like that name!) he was Katie, and Leslie liked hanging out with him that day (when Leslie was inside of one of Katie's friends), then they could be friends after that. Sometimes, it is easier to become friends with someone when you don't actually know what they look like. Take the internet as an example.
Even if I don't get to do awesome stuff like that, I want to be remembered as a great teacher. That they get to remember at least one day of my class, and that it was a really fun year. That decades later, they will still remember my name. I want to be one of those teachers.
Wow, this is a really long blog post. I will stop torturing you people for the day. Bye!
So, I just went to my friend's birthday party! It lasted almost 5 hours... My feet were killing me by the time the party was over. (It was at a park, so we did a lot of walking.) And she loved the present I got her: an albino monkey (STUFFED ANIMAL, mind you. Although a real one would've been awesome!!!), two books, and a few mini Reeses cups (turned out to be her favorite candy! I forgot...).
What she told me made me feel pretty bad for her. For some unknown reason, her relatives don't like to give her family presents (I mean her, her mom, and her dad). Even on her birthday, no one gives her presents except her grandparents. And even then, they just gave her some cash. I was the only person who gave her a real present. :( She shouldn't be treated like that by her own family.
I also have another topic today. Yesterday I started thinking about my future. (AGAIN. I think a lot during the day.) I have been thinking about becoming an elementary teacher. I really want to do 3rd grade.
First reason for that was that 3rd grade was AWESOME! My teacher was really great, and I met my bestest friends in the whole world that year. I still talk to them by e-mail and stuff, which is quite a feat, since most of my friends I never talk to again when the school year ends.
Second reason is that 3rd graders seem easier to tolerate than kindergartners. It is easier to understand what they're saying, and they write better. Yet, they are still little enough to do some little kid stuff. Like I remember that in our class, we added a straw for every school day into a cup, then when there are ten days, we would bundle them together with a rubber band and put them into another cup, and when 100 days passed by, we bundled all the 100 straws with a big rubber band and they went into a third cup. I remember I was always excited for the straws ceremony.
I was thinking about how the world would be pretty dangerous for those kids. New technology always brings more security, while at the same time bringing more ways for criminals to hurt you. If the outside becomes really scary for those kids, then I want to be able to help them protect themselves. Every once in a while, instead of kickball or something for gym, I will teach them some techniques for getting out of a bad situation.
I would teach them how to get out of the grasp of a creep and knock him down to make it to safety, all within a few seconds. My classes would include a bit of martial arts and wrestling techniques. And, if a machine exists to make something get into your long-term memory, I will use it. This would be stuff that would be useful to these kids their whole lives.
I was also thinking that if there was a machine to make people switch bodies, I would use it someday. Everyone would switch bodies, then try their best to live like who they are in. So if Max got into Katie, he would be sitting in Katie's seat, hanging out with Katie's friends at recess, etc. for the whole day. A catch, though, is that they can't say who they are until they switch back.
I think it would be fun to be someone else for a day. I also think they could learn a few things that way. They could also make new friends that way, because if Max tells Leslie (ugh, I don't like that name!) he was Katie, and Leslie liked hanging out with him that day (when Leslie was inside of one of Katie's friends), then they could be friends after that. Sometimes, it is easier to become friends with someone when you don't actually know what they look like. Take the internet as an example.
Even if I don't get to do awesome stuff like that, I want to be remembered as a great teacher. That they get to remember at least one day of my class, and that it was a really fun year. That decades later, they will still remember my name. I want to be one of those teachers.
Wow, this is a really long blog post. I will stop torturing you people for the day. Bye!
Friday, May 24, 2013
Amnesia
Hello world!
Have you ever read in your health textbook how "during adolescence you discover more about yourself" and all of that? Now that I think about it, I don't think the book is lying.
Nowadays, I get more time to ponder upon the mysteries of life. (Hehe, I bet that sounded fancy :P) If there's something I want to say, I usually first explain it to myself in my head so I can figure out if it sounds weird. And since there's some things I have wanted to say for some time (For example, a post I did after Mother's Day), I've been thinking a lot about it.
And during that pondering on different subjects, I would arrive to the subject of who I am. I realized that it would be almost impossible to explain my entire personality. I could say a lot of attributes I have or don't have, but for someone to truly understand exactly who I am... that would take a looooooooooooooong time.
I was probably a lot easier to explain when I was little.
I'm sure I have changed plenty since I was 5. Or 8. Or even 11. I'm not sure what I'm like to other people anymore. I'm not sure if I ever knew.
Future me: I hope you figure it out soon.
Have you ever read in your health textbook how "during adolescence you discover more about yourself" and all of that? Now that I think about it, I don't think the book is lying.
Nowadays, I get more time to ponder upon the mysteries of life. (Hehe, I bet that sounded fancy :P) If there's something I want to say, I usually first explain it to myself in my head so I can figure out if it sounds weird. And since there's some things I have wanted to say for some time (For example, a post I did after Mother's Day), I've been thinking a lot about it.
And during that pondering on different subjects, I would arrive to the subject of who I am. I realized that it would be almost impossible to explain my entire personality. I could say a lot of attributes I have or don't have, but for someone to truly understand exactly who I am... that would take a looooooooooooooong time.
I was probably a lot easier to explain when I was little.
I'm sure I have changed plenty since I was 5. Or 8. Or even 11. I'm not sure what I'm like to other people anymore. I'm not sure if I ever knew.
Future me: I hope you figure it out soon.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
KIIIIIIIITIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEESSSS! :3
Hello world!
Originally, I was going to attempt to draw Boris the Cheshire Cat (also from Alice in the Land of Hearts; I love those books too much!), but when I started, I remembered:
I am not able to draw straight anime hair.
I don't know why, but when I try to draw how most manga and anime hair is done (straight and in strands) I totally fail. I don't know how to do it right!!! D: I hope I learn, cuz otherwise it will be impossible to draw other characters. I'm pretty sure people practice drawing from pictures that already exist, right? Well, I'll never be able to do that until I figure this out!!!
Anyways, seeing that poor Boris was looking like a porcupine, I decided to just draw normal kitties. :3 Everyone loves cats! Except cat haters...
It's just two drawings, but I posted two different pics of each cuz I didn't know which was better!
I'm so bad at decisions! But that's something to talk about another time...
Saturday, May 18, 2013
PartyPartyParty
Hello world!
I was going to post yesterday (I usually post every Friday and 1-2 other times in the week), but I went to a quinceaƱera. I had not planned to go, because they tend to be kind of boring, but then my mom told me I had to.
NOT COOL.
But I still liked it more than I thought I would.
It was for a girl named Melanie. She and her sister were really good friends with me and my sister. We had about 3 sleepovers together. But that was, like, 3 years ago. Now it was awkward just coming up to her to say hi.
We really liked being friends. I wish I could hang out with her again.
I was going to post yesterday (I usually post every Friday and 1-2 other times in the week), but I went to a quinceaƱera. I had not planned to go, because they tend to be kind of boring, but then my mom told me I had to.
NOT COOL.
But I still liked it more than I thought I would.
It was for a girl named Melanie. She and her sister were really good friends with me and my sister. We had about 3 sleepovers together. But that was, like, 3 years ago. Now it was awkward just coming up to her to say hi.
We really liked being friends. I wish I could hang out with her again.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
SYTYCD
Hello world!
I got an amazing shirt at Savers yesterday! It's from the totally amazing show So You Think You Can Dance!!! :O I've always loved this competition, so I was extremely lucky to find this! I was so excited, I used it for a new drawing!
I got an amazing shirt at Savers yesterday! It's from the totally amazing show So You Think You Can Dance!!! :O I've always loved this competition, so I was extremely lucky to find this! I was so excited, I used it for a new drawing!
This is the first drawing posted with color. I don't color my drawings that often anymore, cuz it just feels like extra work that I don't really need to do. But I felt like this one needed it.
This was my outfit today! My new used shirt, with gray(and light blueish) skinny jeans, and my sneaker socks! (♪Sneaker socks, sneaker socks, socks that look like sneakers!♫) I didn't get out of the house today, so I never wore actual shoes.
Just so you know, my hair is a darker brown than what this picture shows. Also, my eyes aren't green; they are also really dark brown. But lately, it feels like I would be having too much dark brown on the head, so I've been coloring my eyes green. I like manga me with green eyes. ☺
Also, in case you were wondering, I actually did this pose in the mirror... XD
Monday, May 13, 2013
Happy Mother's Day! (yesterday...)
Hello world!
I used to be able to tell my mom anything. But I've noticed that it's becoming harder. I haven't had a serious talk with her in forever. I don't like being serious, but there have been things I want to say to her. She doesn't know what kind of games I've played, books I've read, shows I've watched... and a lot has happened from that stuff.
The biggest stuff was last year. That was the first time I had actually heard the F-bomb (for reals! I had never heard the actual swear word until I was 12!), along with some other not-so-nice words, and I learned about adultery. Frankly, since then, I've felt like I've been corrupted. The feeling just gets worse; it feels like since I learned about these things, I see it a lot more often. But I know I had to know, and I should be happy that I didn't know when I was younger.
Back to the main point. It's getting really hard to say something serious to my mom, because I generally feel pretty uncomfortable in situations like those, and I really don't know when is the right time. I don't know if I should wait for when we are both alone in the house, or at night, or what.
I have a little story that goes with this:
Last year, in June, we were packing up to move. We were all in a hurry and stressed out, but my sister and I really didn't want to do all that my mom and dad were doing. My mom got even more stressed out because we didn't do much. Seeing her so mad made it really hard to say something, so I ended up writing a letter to her, the night before we were supposed to go.
I poured my heart (and other organs) onto that piece of paper. I just wrote without stopping, not thinking about whether she would actually understand everything I was saying. When I finished, I read everything I wrote, folded it up, and gave it to her.
In the morning, I asked her if she read it, and she said yes. I remember her looking a little bit calmer, which I totally understand. (Once the day is finally there, there is no use stressing out quite as much. What's done is done.) I think I apologized for how I acted, and she forgave me, saying that she really wanted to do the same. It felt really good to be okay with my mom again.
I don't know if I should try the letter thing again. It just seems now I can only do stuff like this indirectly. And that's actually what I've wanted to talk to her about...
I used to be able to tell my mom anything. But I've noticed that it's becoming harder. I haven't had a serious talk with her in forever. I don't like being serious, but there have been things I want to say to her. She doesn't know what kind of games I've played, books I've read, shows I've watched... and a lot has happened from that stuff.
The biggest stuff was last year. That was the first time I had actually heard the F-bomb (for reals! I had never heard the actual swear word until I was 12!), along with some other not-so-nice words, and I learned about adultery. Frankly, since then, I've felt like I've been corrupted. The feeling just gets worse; it feels like since I learned about these things, I see it a lot more often. But I know I had to know, and I should be happy that I didn't know when I was younger.
Back to the main point. It's getting really hard to say something serious to my mom, because I generally feel pretty uncomfortable in situations like those, and I really don't know when is the right time. I don't know if I should wait for when we are both alone in the house, or at night, or what.
I have a little story that goes with this:
Last year, in June, we were packing up to move. We were all in a hurry and stressed out, but my sister and I really didn't want to do all that my mom and dad were doing. My mom got even more stressed out because we didn't do much. Seeing her so mad made it really hard to say something, so I ended up writing a letter to her, the night before we were supposed to go.
I poured my heart (and other organs) onto that piece of paper. I just wrote without stopping, not thinking about whether she would actually understand everything I was saying. When I finished, I read everything I wrote, folded it up, and gave it to her.
In the morning, I asked her if she read it, and she said yes. I remember her looking a little bit calmer, which I totally understand. (Once the day is finally there, there is no use stressing out quite as much. What's done is done.) I think I apologized for how I acted, and she forgave me, saying that she really wanted to do the same. It felt really good to be okay with my mom again.
I don't know if I should try the letter thing again. It just seems now I can only do stuff like this indirectly. And that's actually what I've wanted to talk to her about...
Friday, May 10, 2013
Paint and Domics
Hello world!
So a few months ago I found a Youtube channel named "Domics" thanks to the Facebook page "Finn, the human." Someone posted one of his videos in a comment on a picture, and an admin said they laughed their pants off, so I had to check it out. Glad I did! There are some channels where you only like one or two of their videos, but I pretty much like all of his. And he is a really awesome dude. I tend to like asians on Youtube (I also like nigahiga). There's just something about them and their humor that makes you love their videos so much.
Also, a few weeks ago I subscribed to the channel "Paint." He has a lot of amazing videos, but I think my all-time favorite is his newest one, "After Ever After." I've been considering singing the song and then editing both videos so that the original is at the top and mine on the bottom, so I'm pretty much combining them. It would be a duet! :D
The problem is that I'm too shy to ask anyone about helping me record my singing. Also, I have no idea how to use MovieMaker or anything. I don't have any computer programs for that kind of stuff.
Plus, I'm overall too worried about showing my face like that on Youtube, and that haters will say nasty stuff, and that maybe even Paint himself wouldn't like how it came out!
I'm such a worry wart sometimes.
(I'm gonna try to get a drawing on next week!)
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
PPG, TT, SJ, and BATMAN!
'Sup world! (Ooh, mixing it up already!)
Since about a week ago, I started recording Powerpuff Girls, Teen Titans, Samurai Jack, and Batman: the Animated Series on our DVR. I used to be obsessed with the PPGs, and I'm not sure about the Titans or Jack, but I know I liked them at least a little bit. I don't remember that far back; I have to use my parents' word, and the toys and stuff I used to have to know about that.
But anyways, I really miss all the old stuff like that that used to play on TV. Now you can only find them on Boomerang. (except Batman; he's on the HUB channel) These are violent, but they are a whole lot better than Dog with a Blog! Seriously, with a title like that, how are you supposed to expect kids to actually watch that?!
So I'm getting more into some of the old stuff from Cartoon Network. And it's already affecting me. I went to sleep Monday night thinking about what it would be like if I joined the Powerpuff Girls. This is what I would look like, except orange with brown hair, and my name would be Buttons. I would be the sarcastic guy always cracking jokes. I would explain that a professor in Mexico figured out how Professor Utonium made them and created a PPGirl of his own - but by accident I came out with cat ears. So I'm pretty much their sista' from anotha' professa'!
Since about a week ago, I started recording Powerpuff Girls, Teen Titans, Samurai Jack, and Batman: the Animated Series on our DVR. I used to be obsessed with the PPGs, and I'm not sure about the Titans or Jack, but I know I liked them at least a little bit. I don't remember that far back; I have to use my parents' word, and the toys and stuff I used to have to know about that.
But anyways, I really miss all the old stuff like that that used to play on TV. Now you can only find them on Boomerang. (except Batman; he's on the HUB channel) These are violent, but they are a whole lot better than Dog with a Blog! Seriously, with a title like that, how are you supposed to expect kids to actually watch that?!
So I'm getting more into some of the old stuff from Cartoon Network. And it's already affecting me. I went to sleep Monday night thinking about what it would be like if I joined the Powerpuff Girls. This is what I would look like, except orange with brown hair, and my name would be Buttons. I would be the sarcastic guy always cracking jokes. I would explain that a professor in Mexico figured out how Professor Utonium made them and created a PPGirl of his own - but by accident I came out with cat ears. So I'm pretty much their sista' from anotha' professa'!
Then this morning I slept in a little longer than usual (oops... :/) and I was hanging out with Raven (the Teen Titan) and Batman! I also remember a dog that looked a bit like Scooby Doo, but i don't know if I became the dog or it disappeared. Anyways, all of a sudden we were being chased by a little girl and Batman started freaking out, so we were all running away, but she was very persistent. We went down a ton of flights and stairs and stuff. Then I decided to hang back and stop running towards Batman and Raven so that the girl wouldn't know where they went. Then I lied to her about who they were and suddenly she dragged me into a perfume lab/ DNA analysis lab (something like that) and she was trying to find the DNA/perfume of the person I told her it was (Blood Orange) and then after that I woke up.
...Yeah, my dreams are all over the place. But the point is that because of watching these shows I was hanging out with RAVEN AND BATMAN! :D Awesome possum, right? (Rhymie Whimy, right?)
Friday, May 3, 2013
Finn, the human
Hello world!
I never truly explained why I am doing this. It's not just cuz I want my pictures on the internet and become famous or something (although I wouldn't mind that...). Last year I liked a page on Facebook named "Finn, the human." Turns out, that page has a lot of major admins. And one of them, Shun, does a lot of drawings and they are so cool! He does more than one style (Adventure time, manga, chibis...) and they are all drawn really well and cleanly.
So he kind of inspired me to get back on drawing. I want to do the best drawing I could ever make for them and send it to the page, and hopefully they will share it. Just one picture. And I really want to see how many 'likes' something I made with my own two hands can get on such a big page. Most of the stuff on there get 3,000 likes easily, so even if it has an average amount of likes it would really boost my self-esteem and get me to do some more.
I'm not saying I need self-esteem. I'm just saying that if people like my picture, it'll help me make another one and send it, and keep doing that until I get cool enough and become an ~ARTIST~! :D And if that happens, I'll finally have the guts to show my face on anywhere besides Facebook. :3
That will be a grand day.
A grand day indeed...
I never truly explained why I am doing this. It's not just cuz I want my pictures on the internet and become famous or something (although I wouldn't mind that...). Last year I liked a page on Facebook named "Finn, the human." Turns out, that page has a lot of major admins. And one of them, Shun, does a lot of drawings and they are so cool! He does more than one style (Adventure time, manga, chibis...) and they are all drawn really well and cleanly.
So he kind of inspired me to get back on drawing. I want to do the best drawing I could ever make for them and send it to the page, and hopefully they will share it. Just one picture. And I really want to see how many 'likes' something I made with my own two hands can get on such a big page. Most of the stuff on there get 3,000 likes easily, so even if it has an average amount of likes it would really boost my self-esteem and get me to do some more.
I'm not saying I need self-esteem. I'm just saying that if people like my picture, it'll help me make another one and send it, and keep doing that until I get cool enough and become an ~ARTIST~! :D And if that happens, I'll finally have the guts to show my face on anywhere besides Facebook. :3
That will be a grand day.
A grand day indeed...
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