List of things I like for today:
~SNES emulators
~A really cool friend
~Reconnecting with Nick
~Current song

I love that when I started drawing again some people were all "oh well I can too!" and now take the opportunity to remind me whenever they doodle. I never claimed to be able to draw yo' I just like to play with sharpies and if what comes out ends up being decent then I'm a happy camper. I'm the last one to blow my own horn, because I used to have to look at the art my friends in school did (ie art IB explode your brain mostly goodness). As such I've never thought that I was good. I think sometimes I get lucky, and sometimes things turn out. But most of the time it's just my interpretation of someone else's work that turns out the best, not my originals. But back to the story I suppose, I didn't bring my sketchbook back with me after reading week because I don't like the attention that it brought. I don't like that people suddenly expected me to do stuff for them, I've never worked like that and never will. Maybe if I had gone to art school I would be more flattered I guess but at the end of the day I pursued my greater passion and it certainly confuses people when I explain my original intention for coming to Carleton haha. Apparently most people can't see me in architecture, and I can't either hence why I'm not in it. In the end, I'm not like you and never will be so let's stop pretending. I can't wait for next year at school, Frontenac ftw.