shit is me.

probably the lowest, if not the second lowest, point of my entire holiday. i feel like i'm SH*T itself. with some terrible headache on top.

i'm not satisfied with how my art homework turns out. it's not good at all. at first i was like, ok this is easy, it's your ideal theme and it's gonna be good, so just hang in there and do your prepwork.

but now i feel that this is not interesting at all and i don't wanna work on it anymore. i wanna rip them off but i have no time. NO FRIGGIN' TIME. idk if it's just me but IT'S JUST NOT INTERESTING AT ALL. it lacks depth and detail, gosh, it's just a plain block of cliff with a tree and books on top. and hyenas below.

plus i've got math, gp and chem hw, and a nagging mother to top it all off. in two days.

and i just read something that makes me realise how tiny and insignificant i am. how i am smaller than a speck of dust in this planet. how puny and foolish my goals are as an artist.

i have failed myself by writing this.

my head hurts ;____;



silently screaming as the water rushes in and drowns everything
and it was pure silence in grey and blue