Started my Job yesterday.. It was okay... Came home, argued with Jen. Today finish off Expressive Folio. Tomorrow... English Prelim... don't wish to talk to anyone.. Tried something new.. Trying to write to express feeling... wen't horribly wrong.. like my mind - It's just erratic and anything but coherent...
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And there I was.
Staring at the ceiling, running the conversation through my mind.
"You were balancing us."
"You were jugeling us"
"You wanted to see which one you'd get"
How wrong she was. How misinformed.
I'd never do that. I don't like that.
I pull memories up from the depths of my subconscious.
Make connections. Make clear my intetions.
It's a puzzel, but I can see a pattern.
I laugh inside. How wrong she was.
She'll say she knows.
"But majority dosen't create truth."
First day back at school. I spent first 2 thirds of the day - in a _very_ depressed mood, only to be made happier by Kayleigh talking to me at lunch Then had two periods of art doing a character design for the Catterpillar - he's very.. um, caterpillarish looking.
Spent after school at mates house messing around - got covered in moisturizer which is always sexy , and she kindly gave me 'Anatomy For the Artist' - a very good book on how to draw every part of the muan body. Will come in _very_ useful.
And now 'm finally home, slightly depressed as always - and finally getting used to using the wacom tablet... Oh yea.
Wacom Tablet arrived today - started colouring 'Alice' [see scrapbook to witness my crap colouring] - hopefully with this lil baby, I can draw / colour half decently. \o/
Today..
Then had two periods of art doing a character design for the Catterpillar - he's very.. um, caterpillarish looking. 
, and she kindly gave me 'Anatomy For the Artist' - a very good book on how to draw every part of the muan body. Will come in _very_ useful. 
