I will now attempt to summarize the gaping void that has been the last few months of artlessness in three bullets. Go.
1) I made a portfolio. It went to a university. A phone call back would be nice, sometime in April.
2) Our school has an art teacher, for reals. He's an actual artist as in he makes money, and is also an awesome guy. Pretty much the glorious shining sun of enlightenment to my eager knowledge-seeking brain-garden.
3) Spent St. Patty's evening with my best bud, soaking my hideously blistered feet in the tub whilst drinking Bailey's on some pebbles to numb the pain. A good night, besides the rupturing. Oh sweet leprechauns jigging on toadstools, the rupturing.
NEXT TIME - WATCHMEN. WATCH THEM.
*skimhalfsweetcinnamondolceplz.
Devious Comments
Heard it was good n' graphic like a cult comic movie should be.
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