'scuse me
To my deluded mind--
I am unsure why, that on a constant, three times a day estimate, you make me conjure up these ideas in my head that make me worry like mad. Worry that something bad is going to happen. Worry so much that I can't ponder on anything else, do anything else, but sit and wait it out to see what will happen. It makes it quite hard to go on with my normal activities, such as school. Which, I have something else that is troubling me. My constant inability to concentrate in any math related field. =3=; That's just not cool. Doodling tiny pictures of Chibi Cys and Crais and Ezes are not something that I should be doing when determining if something is collinear and or skew. I am in a complete understanding of why I cannot pay attention well in Biology. Ms. Eberly is a BORING old lady. And the class is excrutiatingly easy.
I find myself complaining on the worrying factor too. You make me worry about the most idiotic things. Such as, 'Will I remember in THIRTY MINUTES to bring that card?' Pointless. And agitating. If I would have not found my weekly card in French, I probably would have spent my weekend worrying about what my punishment would be for the alleged 'crime'. Not flippin' sweet.
And also, this must be noted for it has been on my mind all day, I think I have come to a point where I believe the fact that I look back on things I've drawn in distaste is the artist's strive to improve. Something 'perfect' is never so, it can always be better on an art standard. Something could have been lighter, darker, the shadow darker, blended more, that line should have been thicker, and so on. This instinct is very tedious, causing me to redo many a picture, the comic being no exception. Though I have also came to a decision that I will keep the pages. It is just the recent few I'm redoing. They seem rushed, they could be better.
I am also dissappointed with your constant urges to strangle any small child you see. What happened to your love of their innocense and constant admiration of those older than them? Well...I'm guessing it's because they're snivelling little brats who care only for themselves, and are too young to realize how annoying they are.
As a random statement that you have just brought up, many thanks to VH1 for their witty 'Best Week Ever's, 'Best Summer Ever', 'Totally Obsessed', and 'I love the 70's-90's'. Plus thanks to the testosterone filled staff at Spike for airing a CSI marathon.
To bring up some lighter things that have been dwelling in the back of my mind, I must thank you and respect you for coming up with brilliant character designs every so often. Cerb and Cieler, for one example....adorable Eze for another.
--Kayla
FLIPPIN' SWEET. I managed writing that without one single 'XD'. I have acheived new heights today. I have become what I've always wanted to be. IMMA GO GET SOME ICECREAMS NOW.
I am unsure why, that on a constant, three times a day estimate, you make me conjure up these ideas in my head that make me worry like mad. Worry that something bad is going to happen. Worry so much that I can't ponder on anything else, do anything else, but sit and wait it out to see what will happen. It makes it quite hard to go on with my normal activities, such as school. Which, I have something else that is troubling me. My constant inability to concentrate in any math related field. =3=; That's just not cool. Doodling tiny pictures of Chibi Cys and Crais and Ezes are not something that I should be doing when determining if something is collinear and or skew. I am in a complete understanding of why I cannot pay attention well in Biology. Ms. Eberly is a BORING old lady. And the class is excrutiatingly easy.
I find myself complaining on the worrying factor too. You make me worry about the most idiotic things. Such as, 'Will I remember in THIRTY MINUTES to bring that card?' Pointless. And agitating. If I would have not found my weekly card in French, I probably would have spent my weekend worrying about what my punishment would be for the alleged 'crime'. Not flippin' sweet.
And also, this must be noted for it has been on my mind all day, I think I have come to a point where I believe the fact that I look back on things I've drawn in distaste is the artist's strive to improve. Something 'perfect' is never so, it can always be better on an art standard. Something could have been lighter, darker, the shadow darker, blended more, that line should have been thicker, and so on. This instinct is very tedious, causing me to redo many a picture, the comic being no exception. Though I have also came to a decision that I will keep the pages. It is just the recent few I'm redoing. They seem rushed, they could be better.
I am also dissappointed with your constant urges to strangle any small child you see. What happened to your love of their innocense and constant admiration of those older than them? Well...I'm guessing it's because they're snivelling little brats who care only for themselves, and are too young to realize how annoying they are.
As a random statement that you have just brought up, many thanks to VH1 for their witty 'Best Week Ever's, 'Best Summer Ever', 'Totally Obsessed', and 'I love the 70's-90's'. Plus thanks to the testosterone filled staff at Spike for airing a CSI marathon.
To bring up some lighter things that have been dwelling in the back of my mind, I must thank you and respect you for coming up with brilliant character designs every so often. Cerb and Cieler, for one example....adorable Eze for another.
--Kayla
FLIPPIN' SWEET. I managed writing that without one single 'XD'. I have acheived new heights today. I have become what I've always wanted to be. IMMA GO GET SOME ICECREAMS NOW.