Here’s a little story fo you to enjoy at my expense :

I finished one of my Quality pieces for my AP Art portfolio and then as a reward, I logged on to my computer and read some manga. At some point, I noticed my dad didn’t go to work and I looked at the date. It’s Sunday. I started panicking, I was have this huge internal argument over how it suddenly became Sunday and what the hell did I do yesterday. When I finally stopped thinking, I realized that I goofed off yesterday and barely did anything. Which is probably why I didn’t remember yesterday too well.

So. I’m nervous about my research paper grade… I think I’ll get a D. I’m a bit freaked out about my three AP exams, too… I’M A SENIOR. WHY AM I SO STRESSED OUT WHEN I’M ABOUT TO GRADUATE.

My research paper rough draft is due tomorrow. 

I only have two pages type up and it’s already crap. 

Not only that… I’m on tumblr and listening to Big Bang’s AWESOME MINI ALBUM.

I haven’t done any of my other homework.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. 

HELP MEEEEE.

Sorry. I’ve been having family issues. I knew if i went on tumblr at any point during that time, I would be ranting 24/7. I have a curiously strong feeling you guys wouldn’t like that…

Anyways, I’m back! Like the good student I am, I have four AP exams starting next week, which I barely studied for (with my portfolio incomplete); a research paper due next week, with the rough draft due in two days (which I have not started); and my grades are pretty much shit right now. Oh. And I’m completely ignoring all my studently needs because I have CPD. Chronic Procrastination Disorder.

But… Life is pretty good. I’m graduating in a few weeks, I’m getting this Copic markers I’ve been wanting for four years, and I GET TO DORM NEXT YEAR. WOOO. (Yeah, my parents and I had a fight about that and I won.)

I NEED A JOB.

Sorry I’ve been gone for so long. Life has been annoying.

I just recieved my financial aid package from MICA. I got a $38,000 scholarship to MICA, to be divided over the four years. And almost $10,000 in grants. I also have some more as need based financial aid in loans. I still don’t have enought money to go to MICA. My parents refuse to pay for the remaining $30,000 to go to MICA. My family is pretty poor and they have to put my brother through college in about four years so they cant blow a shit ton of money on me. ASDFGHJKL. And my parents don’t really care about how I feel about my life. ASDFGHKL:ASFGKJDHPERIBJLbv

Oh well. My dream is forever lost. My future is a dank, dark hole of despair. Blahblahblah. Enough angst. I’m too old for that.

These are two of the many button designs I made for this year’s CHS OTAKUFEST.

If you live in the Baltimore, Maryland area. You should totally come to this Saturday’s convention.

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June 2008 and March 2012.

A quick doodle after finding that monstrosity.

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So, I’ll get the new Iphone, my first Apple product, when it comes out or my contract expires (soon). By the time I actually get it, I’ll be in college. My parents, capable of even spoiling the freedom of college and a brand spanking new phone after three years, happened to tell me that if I do get the Iphone, they will use GPS shit to make sure I don’t become what they call a “crazy party boy.”

Why do I have such overbearing parents.

Hum. My new toothpaste tastes exactly like Hall’s honey lemon cough drops.

In other news…

Four of the five colleges that I applied to sent me their decisions. I got accepted into three, rejected from one and I have yet to hear back from the last college. (I’ll be rejected)

I had this notion that my parents would be furious at me if I didn’t get into all of them… When I got my rejection letter from George Washington, I thought all hell would break out. Personally, I knew I wouldn’t get it (neither did I want too). Instead, they were rather chill. I was so surprised. 

Then the next day, my mom spend $200 on me. How about that.