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second annual "think positive" meme
prz? (I don't do these often so you know it's important to me |D)
Well the EOCTs are over and they actually weren't bad. I probably just jinxed myself there typing that BUT. OH WELL. THEY'RE OVER. WHOOT~
Then of course, there's the small issue of finals but that will be at the very end of the year probably and they will kill me later. Procrastination, you see, is key. (I don't even know why I'm rambling about this- probably buildup of stress from the two quizzes I will have to take tomorrow, and annoyance that we're reading The Odyssey in lit because I don't really have an affinity for Greek literature and mythology anymore because the whole Troy deal is overrated now.)
Still. I'm updating right now in computer art because there's been something that really bugs me. :\
My parents really got on my case because I've been drawing Suzaku and Lelouch in art lessons- read: YELLED AT ME AND I CRIED - instead of doing more still life crap! I mean, this was the first attempt I have had at anything remotely fun in months and months. And face it, if you're Asian, well, at least at my school- you're just expected to produce great manga-ka - quality drawings at a second's notice and be able to doodle the most awesome chibis. It's been simmering in me deep down for a long time that I cannot do that and I just have an inability to doodle. That marks an ultimate failure. I think it was at this point that I turned to writing- but I digress.
So I'm not allowed to color it now. And without guidance I probably never will. There's alsop the small fact that I will probably have to break out the whiteout and fix up Lelouch and Suzaku because the ink just completely KILLED THEM. But oh well. It just really rankles in me that my parents can't let me have any fun in the area that I want to have fun in. I'm seriously just tempted to cuss out at them until they lock me in a padded room with a psychiatrist. But everyone around me- EVERYONE, is working away at drawing a random CLAMP character or some Bleach person. And loving it, obviously. I think I have the basics of sketching down. BUT THE TEACHERS DON'T TEACH. THEY GUIDE. THEY MAKE YOU FIND THE PATH OF LIGHT ON YOUR FRICKING OWN. I HAVE NOT LEARNED A SINGLE DAMNED THING.
Sorry. It's just really been eating away at my insides for too long and I couldn't bottle it up anymore. I've been rather chilly in attitude towards my father for that very reason. ._.
What can I do to convince them to let me do what I want? :\
prz? (I don't do these often so you know it's important to me |D)
Well the EOCTs are over and they actually weren't bad. I probably just jinxed myself there typing that BUT. OH WELL. THEY'RE OVER. WHOOT~
Then of course, there's the small issue of finals but that will be at the very end of the year probably and they will kill me later. Procrastination, you see, is key. (I don't even know why I'm rambling about this- probably buildup of stress from the two quizzes I will have to take tomorrow, and annoyance that we're reading The Odyssey in lit because I don't really have an affinity for Greek literature and mythology anymore because the whole Troy deal is overrated now.)
Still. I'm updating right now in computer art because there's been something that really bugs me. :\
My parents really got on my case because I've been drawing Suzaku and Lelouch in art lessons- read: YELLED AT ME AND I CRIED - instead of doing more still life crap! I mean, this was the first attempt I have had at anything remotely fun in months and months. And face it, if you're Asian, well, at least at my school- you're just expected to produce great manga-ka - quality drawings at a second's notice and be able to doodle the most awesome chibis. It's been simmering in me deep down for a long time that I cannot do that and I just have an inability to doodle. That marks an ultimate failure. I think it was at this point that I turned to writing- but I digress.
So I'm not allowed to color it now. And without guidance I probably never will. There's alsop the small fact that I will probably have to break out the whiteout and fix up Lelouch and Suzaku because the ink just completely KILLED THEM. But oh well. It just really rankles in me that my parents can't let me have any fun in the area that I want to have fun in. I'm seriously just tempted to cuss out at them until they lock me in a padded room with a psychiatrist. But everyone around me- EVERYONE, is working away at drawing a random CLAMP character or some Bleach person. And loving it, obviously. I think I have the basics of sketching down. BUT THE TEACHERS DON'T TEACH. THEY GUIDE. THEY MAKE YOU FIND THE PATH OF LIGHT ON YOUR FRICKING OWN. I HAVE NOT LEARNED A SINGLE DAMNED THING.
Sorry. It's just really been eating away at my insides for too long and I couldn't bottle it up anymore. I've been rather chilly in attitude towards my father for that very reason. ._.
What can I do to convince them to let me do what I want? :\