I can barely draw my own comics; I have pages and pages worth of dialogue and action descriptions that I won't actually get to do anything with for months, possibly years, because the actual depiction takes so long. Somehow I doubt sketching naked people will improve that much. You have impressed me to some degree with your writing, but I don't know how to end this sentence.
One of the good things about schools that accept anyone (besides that they accept anyone) is, that, so far, for me, anyway, there have always been a couple people present much older than I. Or at least apparently so. If they're more young than me, but I can tell they're far greater punks than I was at the same age, it's much easier to take. If someone of comparable years seems to be performing better, with pictures and such, I always assure myself, that, when they have the freedom to draw anything, they most certainly draw boring, derivative junk, or even nothing at all. They may get respect, they may get admiration, but they'll never get mine. I wish I could say I didn't know what you were talking about with the conquest aspect, because that could become real trouble in the event I ever picked up a nemesis who wasn't a twit. Or worse, I realized that I was a twit.
One of the good things about schools that accept anyone (besides that they accept anyone) is, that, so far, for me, anyway, there have always been a couple people present much older than I. Or at least apparently so. If they're more young than me, but I can tell they're far greater punks than I was at the same age, it's much easier to take. If someone of comparable years seems to be performing better, with pictures and such, I always assure myself, that, when they have the freedom to draw anything, they most certainly draw boring, derivative junk, or even nothing at all. They may get respect, they may get admiration, but they'll never get mine. I wish I could say I didn't know what you were talking about with the conquest aspect, because that could become real trouble in the event I ever picked up a nemesis who wasn't a twit. Or worse, I realized that I was a twit.
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