Too Human
...How the hell did we manage to run out of gas while driving up a slope? ....Okay, art lessons~
Showed the teacher my paintings, etc etc. She liked them, of course. So.. okay, fine. ._. We started working on this.. winter scene that was on a book. So~woo.
I actually started..frowning around the first few minutes that we spent on the thing, because she was saying I was doing very good with the sky, but it was like, NOTHING like the picture in the book. She wasn't listening when I wanted to change it.
But after a while, when we finished the sky part, and moved on to the trees and ground, we got it to work, and we fixed it a little. So it ended up pretty nice, in her opinion. For me, it looks fine--if you squint at it from some feet away.
She also made me do a figure with ink and a brush. So I think it went well, seeing that I wasn't really given any instructions. Cue teacher's suggestions of hiring a nude model. L-lol. :o I don't mind. But I'll suck muchly.
Emilio came home from soccer practice (or tournament, I dunno?) around that time. He hung out, started singing to my ipod, commenting on An Cafe. He brought out a tub of of grapes and left it beside me. They were sweet ♥ (THE GRAPES.)
Teacher asked me if I wanted to eat something, coffee, cookies, biscuits, anything (I always end up eating there x__x I apologized, but she said that if she didn't want me to eat, she wouldn't offer. So. OKAYFOODPRZ♥)
At the mention of snacks, Emilio screamed "Takoyaki! Takoyaki!" (I think that's the Japanese pancake's spelling?) So~yummy.
When we ended up alone (lol) Emilio started looking through my drawings, which the teacher spread around. The notes on my drawings are in Japanese, which he was actually pretty curious about, so he's like, "Someday, I'm gonna learn Japanese."
So the conversation ended up with anime. Turns out, he knows One Piece and Reborn!, he likes Bleach and Naruto, and he reads from OneManga like me. We both prefer manga over the anime.
So I stopped drawing because I was distracted by the dog, whom Emilio was shouting at for dragging rags in the house. K.
TURNS OUT, HE KNOWS METRO STATION'S KELSEY. I was shrieking. :O
A-and.. later, he's like, "C'mere, c'mere. *fingers move in a "c'mere" motion* I want to show you something." So he took me to his parents' room and showed me the paintings around his house, etc. Btw, his room is not messy. :o~
While walking behind him, I figured out that he was nearly a head taller than me.
So anyway. Uhhm. Coffee. 8D I had coffee.. then milk.. then cookies. o,o Thanks teacher.
"Y'know, Emilio and I have quite a lot of common interests!" ...LOL I CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT TO TEACHER. o_o (he wasn't there)
Emilio also showed me his doodle sketch-pad. He's really into these abstract things. But he didn't want to show me these pieces that he did some 3 years ago, 'cause he said they were awful. I saw a little bit before he yanked it away. They looked interesting.
At the request of darkyuki_19, here's some paintings (the one that I was 'proud' of, and the two pieces that we did just today [winter scene/figure]). Prz take note that I only bothered with watercolors now, and r ttl n00b. 8D And..I was lazy to scan, so I took pics instead (thus, they look crappier than they actually are...hopefully). DON'T DARE CLAIM AS YOUR OWN. :|
This was the one I did in two hours. I was proud of it. I guess. Mom cursed me for doing it. [Watercolor + Pencil; 2 hours]
The winter scene done just earlier today. :D The sky really bitched on me. [Watercolor; 1 hour]
Girl~ ? Teacher wanted her ass really big. But I'm idealistic. [Calligraphy brush pen + nylon brush to wash; 30mins]
Anyway. In other news.
Dad's a slob, and he doesn't understand how awful and BAWWWW I feel when I think about being alone, and when people are not there, especially when they should be. Especially on those days. But dad said it doesn't matter. And I want to stop caring, because it'll just prove my theory about not being loved at all by anyone (like every other aspect of my life lol), and giving me a legitimate reason to hate them for the rest of my life (ignore the fact that I already do). But I can't, because every time I look at them, I just feel
so
damn
lonely
....tl;dr? ._.
Showed the teacher my paintings, etc etc. She liked them, of course. So.. okay, fine. ._. We started working on this.. winter scene that was on a book. So~woo.
I actually started..frowning around the first few minutes that we spent on the thing, because she was saying I was doing very good with the sky, but it was like, NOTHING like the picture in the book. She wasn't listening when I wanted to change it.
But after a while, when we finished the sky part, and moved on to the trees and ground, we got it to work, and we fixed it a little. So it ended up pretty nice, in her opinion. For me, it looks fine--if you squint at it from some feet away.
She also made me do a figure with ink and a brush. So I think it went well, seeing that I wasn't really given any instructions. Cue teacher's suggestions of hiring a nude model. L-lol. :o I don't mind. But I'll suck muchly.
Emilio came home from soccer practice (or tournament, I dunno?) around that time. He hung out, started singing to my ipod, commenting on An Cafe. He brought out a tub of of grapes and left it beside me. They were sweet ♥ (THE GRAPES.)
Teacher asked me if I wanted to eat something, coffee, cookies, biscuits, anything (I always end up eating there x__x I apologized, but she said that if she didn't want me to eat, she wouldn't offer. So. OKAYFOODPRZ♥)
At the mention of snacks, Emilio screamed "Takoyaki! Takoyaki!" (I think that's the Japanese pancake's spelling?) So~yummy.
When we ended up alone (lol) Emilio started looking through my drawings, which the teacher spread around. The notes on my drawings are in Japanese, which he was actually pretty curious about, so he's like, "Someday, I'm gonna learn Japanese."
So the conversation ended up with anime. Turns out, he knows One Piece and Reborn!, he likes Bleach and Naruto, and he reads from OneManga like me. We both prefer manga over the anime.
So I stopped drawing because I was distracted by the dog, whom Emilio was shouting at for dragging rags in the house. K.
TURNS OUT, HE KNOWS METRO STATION'S KELSEY. I was shrieking. :O
A-and.. later, he's like, "C'mere, c'mere. *fingers move in a "c'mere" motion* I want to show you something." So he took me to his parents' room and showed me the paintings around his house, etc. Btw, his room is not messy. :o~
While walking behind him, I figured out that he was nearly a head taller than me.
So anyway. Uhhm. Coffee. 8D I had coffee.. then milk.. then cookies. o,o Thanks teacher.
"Y'know, Emilio and I have quite a lot of common interests!" ...LOL I CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT TO TEACHER. o_o (he wasn't there)
Emilio also showed me his doodle sketch-pad. He's really into these abstract things. But he didn't want to show me these pieces that he did some 3 years ago, 'cause he said they were awful. I saw a little bit before he yanked it away. They looked interesting.
At the request of darkyuki_19, here's some paintings (the one that I was 'proud' of, and the two pieces that we did just today [winter scene/figure]). Prz take note that I only bothered with watercolors now, and r ttl n00b. 8D And..I was lazy to scan, so I took pics instead (thus, they look crappier than they actually are...hopefully). DON'T DARE CLAIM AS YOUR OWN. :|
This was the one I did in two hours. I was proud of it. I guess. Mom cursed me for doing it. [Watercolor + Pencil; 2 hours]
The winter scene done just earlier today. :D The sky really bitched on me. [Watercolor; 1 hour]
Girl~ ? Teacher wanted her ass really big. But I'm idealistic. [Calligraphy brush pen + nylon brush to wash; 30mins]
Anyway. In other news.
Dad's a slob, and he doesn't understand how awful and BAWWWW I feel when I think about being alone, and when people are not there, especially when they should be. Especially on those days. But dad said it doesn't matter. And I want to stop caring, because it'll just prove my theory about not being loved at all by anyone (like every other aspect of my life lol), and giving me a legitimate reason to hate them for the rest of my life (ignore the fact that I already do). But I can't, because every time I look at them, I just feel
so
damn
lonely
....tl;dr? ._.