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Why...
...is moving such a pain? I'm trying to pack up my books and it just makes me tired (there's just so many of them). The fact that it's almost 30 degrees (celsius ofcourse) outside doesn't help much either. *sulk* I'm getting ice-cream... so there! -
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A4, Ink.
I have to rush off today so I'll just post this and run. After today I'll be freeeee! (Well... sort of.)
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Making mushroom soup at midnight.
I just made what was, quite possibly, the best mushroom soup I've ever had! (...and it was all from leftover scraps since I've been too busy to do much shopping ( Read more... ) -
This week... (Quite cheerful at the moment.)
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Why I should not be left to study in a room where there are pretty people.
...especially not when I have fun pens to play with... I started out all good and focused, but after a short while I had drifted off into sketching-pretty-people mode. (No I didn't get much done... I'll have to do it tomorrow instead.)
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Today I have (once again) been poked, prodded, undressed, prodded some more, twisted, bent, had my blood stolen and so on. The doctor has come to believe that maybe the pain in my back and leg doesn't come from the leg, making the back hurt, but from the back, making the leg hurt. ^_^ She also thinks that the beating I took from those teenaged ( Read more... ) -
Exam-muck... and a not entirely new drawing... (Oh, and odd oil sketch, self-portrait, thingy)
Yeah... there should be laws against having a 5 hour long exam on a friday when it's overly sunny and 25 degrees. -_- (Especially when one is feeling quite dodgy and is therefore eating a ton of icky pills which makes one not only sluggish but also extremely thirsty and very nauseous. Geh! And ofcourse more than half of the bleeding exam was about ( Read more... ) -
What is WRONG with me?!? Argh!
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Random sketches.
In an attempt to avoid doing what I'm supposed to be doing (which is studying... but I'm afraid large parts of modernism and post-modernism, bores me, not to mention that some of it makes my brain hurt. I know... that's practically a mortal sin to admit to, but I can't help it.) I looked through one of my drawers to sort out a few piles of papers, ( Read more... )
