assessments are over.
OVER and done with.
tired of drawing, shading, smudging, being perfect here and there.
TIRED!
argh..
it was hell, cause being a lazy person i am,
when my panic starts to flow,
i'll start sweating with a cringed face and pull a few strands of my hair,
then i'll tend to do things at the very last minute.
it sucks.
i hate the tension.
especially the running up and down the stairs cause the lift was full of artsy fartsy people.
oh and here are my mediocre work.
my not so beautiful sculpture.
my 3D model.
the hot samba dancers in charcoal.
the annoying feet in charcoal.
.................being last minute sucks.
so im 19 already.
i like my birth date, 090988.
i had cakes and fondue.
with wonderful people.
i love all of you!
nostalgic moment.
i love this.
thank you, we shall head to japan.
one day.
and buck up will ya!
2 weeks, and everything will be alright.
cheers.