|Perhaps the most quickly done of all my finished" works, taking only five hours. I just love the borderless, lineless style that I haven't been able to replicate since!|
|i know it's an insanely large goal, but who cares? I don't expect to ever fill it. however, if anyone is ever generous enough, things i will use these points for is to buy a premium membership (hopefully), buy commisions, prints, and to give points to others.|
That's probably the happiest way I can put it. I am anything but happy, but I have no choice.
School is being a butt, and my grades have been slipping for a while, and my parents, step parents included (so unfortunately this is going on at both households) are cracking down hard on any and all of my procrastination devices. My 3ds, ds lite (probably. if not, they'll have all my games anyway), i-pod, and anything else they deem necessary is going to be locked away in a safe of all things, and i won't get the back until my grades improve. Also, unless i manage to get straight A's (which is so unlikely the clause shouldn't even be there) My internet is being restricted on both my laptop and phone. No deviantart, no tumblr, no site that doesn't have to do with school, essentially, until next summer or until they think i can handle the temptation on my own. on top of that, anything I do on my laptop will be monitored. i can't even Skype Bewareofthedarke a request to do for me without them knowing about it. they'll know what i type, which means no keyboard shortcuts, which means no drawing or playing game emulators or entertaining myself by typing a story. I've had a pretty rough brake already, and was expecting some relief when i got home to y mom's house...NOPE! chuck testa. they sat me down, told me the new rules, and no matter how logical the stuff i say on the matter is they won't let up. i was lucky they gave me half an hour to type this; they wanted to instigate it right away.
anyway, if you read all that thank you for sticking with me through the whole rant. i tried not to rant too mch and just state the fact. i could keep going but I'd run out of time.
so, see you all next summer.
that little gloomy cloud down there? it isn't crying enough to fit my mood.