The pride and joy of my midterm was most definitely the value drawing, :/
I WILL have pictures of it tomorrow. Promise! It's currently hanging up in Bowe Street... I'll get a snapshot of it during Time Studio Tomorrow.
Everyone did a really good job; extremely impressed and intimidated.
My line drawing sucked ASS. I DARE not show you that one I need a technical pen/repididididildo graph or whatever. I used my shitty micron pens.. ugh it came out so ugly.
I physically pulled an all-nighter on the line drawing portion. My roommates officially
hate me now; complained nonstop about how my lamp was on all night. Well, I kind of needed that to see
. I even tried to hide it from their eyes so it wasn't so bright... I guess my efforts weren't enough.
I could rant about that all night, but meh. It happens . We rearranged the room , it's pretty nice now. I was hoping a new-ish room meant our roommate relationship could start a-new, but apparently, that's impossible.
It's really frustrating when people decide to take it into their best interest to place themselves on a freaking pedastool. People like that are dangerous; they've inhaled too much of their own goddamned farts. Not naming names, not being specific. I guess all the things I've done to assist, help, and do around this stupid room are null and void when people are living in their own little world.
So yeah. I'm literally restless. I feel like a hot turd in a germination vent.