I got tagged by yeseul, and wanted to try this.
Altho whatever results from this will probably be a lil doodle(inb4 it starts out as a doodle but turns into a detailed pic lol), since I'm currently stressing out about getting ready for school XD
Lemme see what happun :3

"Axel, come on, let me see..."
"No."
"Why not?.."
"Because."
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"A-...Axel... Oh my God..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
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.
.
Wow I'm such a nerd XD
But anyway, I wanted to try something a bit more dark, I guess, and this is what I came up with.
I'm not an expert on drawing injuries, like cuts and bruises(despite the fact that I get them a lot), but think I did a fairly good job here. I actually had a bit more fun drawing the blood than I probably should have...
But yeah the main reason behind this was a lack of sleep.
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My style changes too much :P

Here u go welcome_to_my_world. Somebody being possesed violently. I dont know much about demons and getting possesed so i hope its good lmao.
I tag: (in no certain order)
♥wild pinku♥
Fluffy cat
welcome_to_my_world
East is up
momokaii
Dandalion T.
★CosmicBlue★
TinyCY
Azraq
Crybebe
Jeff2kgamer
Aahh i cant think of anyone else im sorry and most people i wanted to tag have left or have been inactive for a very long time :/

"Axel, come on, let me see..."
"No."
"Why not?.."
"Because."
.
.
"A-...Axel... Oh my God..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
.
.
.
Wow I'm such a nerd XD
But anyway, I wanted to try something a bit more dark, I guess, and this is what I came up with.
I'm not an expert on drawing injuries, like cuts and bruises(despite the fact that I get them a lot), but think I did a fairly good job here. I actually had a bit more fun drawing the blood than I probably should have...
But yeah the main reason behind this was a lack of sleep.
.
.
.
My style changes too much :P

Here u go welcome_to_my_world. Somebody being possesed violently. I dont know much about demons and getting possesed so i hope its good lmao.
I tag: (in no certain order)
♥wild pinku♥
Fluffy cat
welcome_to_my_world
East is up
momokaii
Dandalion T.
★CosmicBlue★
TinyCY
Azraq
Crybebe
Jeff2kgamer
Aahh i cant think of anyone else im sorry and most people i wanted to tag have left or have been inactive for a very long time :/

"Axel, come on, let me see..."
"No."
"Why not?.."
"Because."
.
.
"A-...Axel... Oh my God..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
.
.
.
Wow I'm such a nerd XD
But anyway, I wanted to try something a bit more dark, I guess, and this is what I came up with.
I'm not an expert on drawing injuries, like cuts and bruises(despite the fact that I get them a lot), but think I did a fairly good job here. I actually had a bit more fun drawing the blood than I probably should have...
But yeah the main reason behind this was a lack of sleep.
.
.
.
My style changes too much :P

"Axel, come on, let me see..."
"No."
"Why not?.."
"Because."
.
.
"A-...Axel... Oh my God..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
.
.
.
Wow I'm such a nerd XD
But anyway, I wanted to try something a bit more dark, I guess, and this is what I came up with.
I'm not an expert on drawing injuries, like cuts and bruises(despite the fact that I get them a lot), but think I did a fairly good job here. I actually had a bit more fun drawing the blood than I probably should have...
But yeah the main reason behind this was a lack of sleep.
.
.
.
My style changes too much :P

"Axel, come on, let me see..."
"No."
"Why not?.."
"Because."
.
.
"A-...Axel... Oh my God..."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
.
.
.
Wow I'm such a nerd XD
But anyway, I wanted to try something a bit more dark, I guess, and this is what I came up with.
I'm not an expert on drawing injuries, like cuts and bruises(despite the fact that I get them a lot), but think I did a fairly good job here. I actually had a bit more fun drawing the blood than I probably should have...
But yeah the main reason behind this was a lack of sleep.
.
.
.
My style changes too much :P

i just contacted medibang about the negative anonymous comments on your myspace and illustrations, i've been wanting to do this for a while but i just learned how,, hopefully this gets resolved soon :))
i'll update u when they email me back, if they do.💕

I was wondering if anyone has some TV shows/anime they could recommend to me?
At least, something I can watch without being afraid of my parents walking in on an "awkward" scene or somth lol
It doesn't even matter if it's considered a "kid" show, just something I'm so bored :'D

I'm still aliveeee
I enjoyed my journey to the fullest, and now it comes down to an end sniff
I'll tell you more about that when I'll be back in Paris. For now I'm departing from Tokyo and and I'm once again going to Dubai (just for 1 day tho)

See you!💕

So whats so terrible about it?
Well u see. We where staying in a relatives house for 3 days, they live in incheon. So it was around 2am when this happened. I usually wake up at night from my sleep paralysis (im so used to it now i dont care anymore lol) or when i get awoken from thirst. I went down stairs from the room we where in to go get some water, my relatives have spiral stairs, but at my house we just have straight up atairs, not spiral stairs. It was all dark so i forgot i wasnt at home. So used to my stairs i kept walking in a straight FUCKING line on fucking SPIRAL stairs. Walked into the banester and fell off the dumb stairs, woke up everybody by falling off the highest point of the staircase. I broke my leg and i need to use crutches. I would show pictures but its to dark so i cant. It hurts!
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Im used to getting hurt. I broke my leg as a kid from jumping off big rocks at the beach and severly broke my left shoulder when i was fourteen from falling off the back of a very high highstool. So im not new to breaking bones. But as a kid, that was my left leg (i almost spelt foot with ph oml XD) im right handed and right legged, so this time i broke my good leg!
Great yeseul! You hurt yourself again for like the ten billionth time, why am i so clumsy?

So whats so terrible about it?
Well u see. We where staying in a relatives house for 3 days, they live in incheon. So it was around 2am when this happened. I usually wake up at night from my sleep paralysis (im so used to it now i dont care anymore lol) or when i get awoken from thirst. I went down stairs from the room we where in to go get some water, my relatives have spiral stairs, but at my house we just have straight up atairs, not spiral stairs. It was all dark so i forgot i wasnt at home. So used to my stairs i kept walking in a straight FUCKING line on fucking SPIRAL stairs. Walked into the banester and fell off the dumb stairs, woke up everybody by falling off the highest point of the staircase. I broke my leg and i need to use crutches. I would show pictures but its to dark so i cant. It hurts!
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Im used to getting hurt. I broke my leg as a kid from jumping off big rocks at the beach and severly broke my left shoulder when i was fourteen from falling off the back of a very high highstool. So im not new to breaking bones. But as a kid, that was my left leg (i almost spelt foot with ph oml XD) im right handed and right legged, so this time i broke my good leg!
Great yeseul! You hurt yourself again for like the ten billionth time, why am i so clumsy?

I was wondering if anyone has some TV shows/anime they could recommend to me?
At least, something I can watch without being afraid of my parents walking in on an "awkward" scene or somth lol
It doesn't even matter if it's considered a "kid" show, just something I'm so bored :'D

Something has come up and I have to leave MediBang.
I'm really, truly, sorry..

I FEEL SO BAD THAT I HELD BACK YOUR CONTEST BY ALMOST A MONTH!!!
INFERNO, I PROUDLY PRESENT MY CONTEST ENTRY!!!

"Alright, now, everyone, let us release all our stress and anxiety with some healing...
*starts screeching loudly and screams random angsty phrases*"

I just did five more pages today.
My arm is killing me, but I like how the pages turned out.
Altho I'm too tired to put in the word bubbles rn, so the story makes no sense to the reader lol
Don't think anyone cares but whatever I guess XP
Goodnight x.x

I FEEL SO BAD THAT I HELD BACK YOUR CONTEST BY ALMOST A MONTH!!!
INFERNO, I PROUDLY PRESENT MY CONTEST ENTRY!!!

"Alright, now, everyone, let us release all our stress and anxiety with some healing...
*starts screeching loudly and screams random angsty phrases*"

So, I'm kind of at 128 followers... which is really close to 130 followers... which is really close to 150 followers.... which is half of 200 FOLLOWERS!!!
I'M FREAKING OUT
>:000

Han Kin, a 23-year-old lawyer, started to head off for work. A new colleague was to be introduced today, not that it meant anything to him in the slightest. Kin was born with an extremely rare defect, he could not feel anything, he didn’t have any emotions. Because of this, he closed himself off, he assumed no one would like him anyway. He earned spectacular grades when he was very young, and graduated highschool at 15, where he began aspiring to fight for justice.
As he scanned his key card over the device on his office door, he could hear overlapping voices. “Are you telling me that there isn’t enough evidence!?” “Thank you for avenging my daughter…” “This cannot be happening!” Cries of agony, joy, and frustration. All of these, Kin would never understand. He shrugged it off and started his court paperwork. Soon after, Hunter, a fellow co-worker, started knocking on his door, “Hey! The new lawyer is here!” Kin gave him a cold thumbs-up, watching him almost cartwheel towards the meeting room. The strange thing was, he was older than Kin. Taking a seat around his fellow criminal justice attorneys, he stared at the clock, awaiting for the moment he could continue his work. The boss stood up, “Alright, let’s welcome our newest member of the family, Hannah Keys.”
Kin felt a strong pain in his chest the moment he locked eyes with her. His face was burning up, his palms, sweaty. He found her fascinating. Her midnight blue hair, contrasted by her light skin, flushed with blush that of a pale rose. Her deep, blue eyes, framed by her gray glasses. The way she smiled at everyone. ‘What is this?’ he wondered. The two tomato-faces swiftly glanced the other way. As Hannah started talking to the other employees, Kin just couldn’t keep his eyes off her. ‘She must have poisoned me,’ he thought. ‘Wait, poisonous eyes? Not only is that an insult, it’s completely foolish!’
“Hi! I’m Hannah! You must be Han Kin, right?”
“Yes I am, it’s nice to meet you.” He stuttered.
“I can’t wait to get to know you. I’ll see you around!” She turned and left to chat with the others.
After the meeting was over, Kin rushed to his computer, listing his symptoms in the search bar. “Maybe I’m sick,” He whispered to himself. He scrolled through various online blogs and websites, but the only thing came up was this thing called, ‘love.’ “Wait, what is love? Some type of feeling, right?” He paused. A feeling. Was he feeling?
The next few weeks flew by in a flash. Hannah and Kin were beginning to be the best of friends. They discussed their interests in music, Kin could play any string instrument you gave him, Hannah knew how to play the piano. Kin revealed his defect to Hannah, which, to Kin’s surprise, she was completely accepting of it. They exchanged advice on the daily. On her first official work day, Hannah knocked on the window. Kin quickly opened the door to greet her.
“Hello, Hannah.”
“Hi there,Kin! I just came by to ask you a few questions.”
Kin gestured for her to sit in the chair he reserved for clients as he shut the door behind her. He sat down in his chair, on the other side of the desk.
“So, what seems to be the problem?”
“I just wanted to know about this place. The atmosphere and such.” She fidgeted with her hands.
“Alright, let’s hear it.”
She reeled in a deep breath before speaking, “Are the lawyers here as immature at their job as they are just hanging out with buds? Am I going to succeed in this career? Will I fit in? Are my clients going to leave me because I’m not like everyone else?-”
Kin cut her off there, “I’m no fortune teller, but I do know that you’ll be fine. Do you think there is anyone in the office you can talk to? Someone you trust?”
Kin awaited her response, and then she answered, “There is, you see, there’s this guy I’m pretty into. He’s tall, with dirty-blonde hair, scorching gray-blue eyes. He’s awfully cute.” Kin couldn’t breathe. Coughing non stop, he excused himself from the room. ‘What is wrong with me?’ he thought, ‘ So what if she likes Alfred? Why should it matter me? Is this what love feels like?’ He rushed into the men’s room, collapsing against the sink, hacking violently. Once he started to calm down, he looked up at his reflection in the mirror. Immediately, he noticed the blood running from his mouth, dripping into the sink, which bore a single petal. ‘What was a flower doing in here? Did someone bring it in from the outside?’ He remembered that Hannah was still in his office, and returned. By the time he arrived, she was walking out the door. Kin explained that he wasn’t feeling too well and would be leaving early, she understood, and waved goodbye before disappearing into the long hallway of mayhem.
~
The next couple of weeks were troubling. Kin was coughing up more and more blood, discovering the flowers were coming from himself. It increased the more he saw, and felt attracted to, Hannah. He scheduled an appointment and learned that this strange predicament was called, ‘Hanahaki.’ Hanahaki is a disease that forms inside someone suffering from one-sided-love, flowers form in the victim’s lungs and if they are not treated properly, they will die. There were three ways the Hanahaki could be removed. The first was simple, the victim can confess their love, if their crush returns their feelings, the Hanahaki would disappear from them entirely. The second was a bit more complicated, the victim could have the Hanahaki removed surgically, however, their love for the person dies with it. The third was obvious, death.
This disease had literally destroyed Han Kin, inside, and out. It affected his eating and sleeping schedule, his exercising, his work ethic. Everything seemed to be falling apart. His office seemed troubled as well, but they suspected he was overworking himself, or that he was just sick. Then, one day, Kin excused himself from a meeting to use the restroom. He lost a bit of blood, he filled the entire sink with petals, and Hunter witnessed it all.
“Kin! What’s going on!?”
“Hunter, this doesn’t concern you.”
“It does concern me! You’re obviously not sick, so, I’ll ask again, what’s going on?”
Kin sighed, “Fine, I have Hanahaki.”
“You mean, you’re in love?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you couldn’t feel love.”
“I did too.”
To Kin’s request, Hunter didn’t tell a soul what he saw. He was still trying to figure out what to do. If he confessed to Hannah, which would be hard to accomplish since she had been buried in a mountain of cases to work on, there was a chance he’d be rejected. After all, she did admit to loving Alfred, but, to Kin, it might be the most logical solution. If she rejected him, he’d have no choice but to receive the surgery necessary, neither would have to worry.
This is what Kin believed until the ‘People V. Ivan Scarlett’ trial. Kin represented the people. During his opening statement, he started coughing, hard. He was coughing up full blossoms, blood was everywhere. There were screams and crying as Kin’s vision went blurry, the floor collided with his body.
He awoke a day later, in the hospital, faux flowers surrounding him. He looked around, noticing the cards atop their vases. They were all individually signed by all his fellow attorneys, no, all his friends. The doctor suddenly flung open the door.
“Han Kin. Do you know where you are?”
“Yes. I am in a hospital, because of what happened during trial.”
“Good. You understand that you are suffering from Hanahaki, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Then you understand what it means to cough up full flowers?”
“No, I do not. Is it a bad omen?”
“Very much so. It means you only have a week left to live, unless you consider getting rid of this.”
“You mean, the surgery?”
The doctor nodded. This was it, he had to decide between the life and death of himself. It took Kin a while to make up his mind, he tried to buy some more time. He used up the whole week. Holding onto his life, the doctors told him it was too late. The Hanahaki had spread to every inch of his lungs. Hannah, burst through the door, crying.
“Kin! Why did you wait? You’re going to die!”
“You don't think I know that?”
“Kin, you don't understand, we can’t lose you!”
“At least I got to look into your eyes one last time…”
“Kin?”
“You’re the one I’m dying for. Ever since the meeting, the moment I saw you, I loved you.”
With that, he choked, and choked, and choked, on every flower, every petal, inside him. Hannah couldn’t take it, she fell to her knees, clutching Kin’s hand.
“Kin! You can’t leave, you don’t get it! It was you! You were the one I loved! I was too afraid to say it! I love you!”
She repeated the phrase, “I love you” until she couldn’t any longer. Beneath her violent sobs, a sharp gasp could be heard. Kin rose with a deep inhale, he squeezed Hannah’s hand.
“What’s going on…?”
Hannah hugged him, “Technically, you weren’t dead.”
That moment ended Kin’s Hanahaki, and started their everlasting love.

Han Kin, a 23-year-old lawyer, started to head off for work. A new colleague was to be introduced today, not that it meant anything to him in the slightest. Kin was born with an extremely rare defect, he could not feel anything, he didn’t have any emotions. Because of this, he closed himself off, he assumed no one would like him anyway. He earned spectacular grades when he was very young, and graduated highschool at 15, where he began aspiring to fight for justice.
As he scanned his key card over the device on his office door, he could hear overlapping voices. “Are you telling me that there isn’t enough evidence!?” “Thank you for avenging my daughter…” “This cannot be happening!” Cries of agony, joy, and frustration. All of these, Kin would never understand. He shrugged it off and started his court paperwork. Soon after, Hunter, a fellow co-worker, started knocking on his door, “Hey! The new lawyer is here!” Kin gave him a cold thumbs-up, watching him almost cartwheel towards the meeting room. The strange thing was, he was older than Kin. Taking a seat around his fellow criminal justice attorneys, he stared at the clock, awaiting for the moment he could continue his work. The boss stood up, “Alright, let’s welcome our newest member of the family, Hannah Keys.”
Kin felt a strong pain in his chest the moment he locked eyes with her. His face was burning up, his palms, sweaty. He found her fascinating. Her midnight blue hair, contrasted by her light skin, flushed with blush that of a pale rose. Her deep, blue eyes, framed by her gray glasses. The way she smiled at everyone. ‘What is this?’ he wondered. The two tomato-faces swiftly glanced the other way. As Hannah started talking to the other employees, Kin just couldn’t keep his eyes off her. ‘She must have poisoned me,’ he thought. ‘Wait, poisonous eyes? Not only is that an insult, it’s completely foolish!’
“Hi! I’m Hannah! You must be Han Kin, right?”
“Yes I am, it’s nice to meet you.” He stuttered.
“I can’t wait to get to know you. I’ll see you around!” She turned and left to chat with the others.
After the meeting was over, Kin rushed to his computer, listing his symptoms in the search bar. “Maybe I’m sick,” He whispered to himself. He scrolled through various online blogs and websites, but the only thing came up was this thing called, ‘love.’ “Wait, what is love? Some type of feeling, right?” He paused. A feeling. Was he feeling?
The next few weeks flew by in a flash. Hannah and Kin were beginning to be the best of friends. They discussed their interests in music, Kin could play any string instrument you gave him, Hannah knew how to play the piano. Kin revealed his defect to Hannah, which, to Kin’s surprise, she was completely accepting of it. They exchanged advice on the daily. On her first official work day, Hannah knocked on the window. Kin quickly opened the door to greet her.
“Hello, Hannah.”
“Hi there,Kin! I just came by to ask you a few questions.”
Kin gestured for her to sit in the chair he reserved for clients as he shut the door behind her. He sat down in his chair, on the other side of the desk.
“So, what seems to be the problem?”
“I just wanted to know about this place. The atmosphere and such.” She fidgeted with her hands.
“Alright, let’s hear it.”
She reeled in a deep breath before speaking, “Are the lawyers here as immature at their job as they are just hanging out with buds? Am I going to succeed in this career? Will I fit in? Are my clients going to leave me because I’m not like everyone else?-”
Kin cut her off there, “I’m no fortune teller, but I do know that you’ll be fine. Do you think there is anyone in the office you can talk to? Someone you trust?”
Kin awaited her response, and then she answered, “There is, you see, there’s this guy I’m pretty into. He’s tall, with dirty-blonde hair, scorching gray-blue eyes. He’s awfully cute.” Kin couldn’t breathe. Coughing non stop, he excused himself from the room. ‘What is wrong with me?’ he thought, ‘ So what if she likes Alfred? Why should it matter me? Is this what love feels like?’ He rushed into the men’s room, collapsing against the sink, hacking violently. Once he started to calm down, he looked up at his reflection in the mirror. Immediately, he noticed the blood running from his mouth, dripping into the sink, which bore a single petal. ‘What was a flower doing in here? Did someone bring it in from the outside?’ He remembered that Hannah was still in his office, and returned. By the time he arrived, she was walking out the door. Kin explained that he wasn’t feeling too well and would be leaving early, she understood, and waved goodbye before disappearing into the long hallway of mayhem.
~
The next couple of weeks were troubling. Kin was coughing up more and more blood, discovering the flowers were coming from himself. It increased the more he saw, and felt attracted to, Hannah. He scheduled an appointment and learned that this strange predicament was called, ‘Hanahaki.’ Hanahaki is a disease that forms inside someone suffering from one-sided-love, flowers form in the victim’s lungs and if they are not treated properly, they will die. There were three ways the Hanahaki could be removed. The first was simple, the victim can confess their love, if their crush returns their feelings, the Hanahaki would disappear from them entirely. The second was a bit more complicated, the victim could have the Hanahaki removed surgically, however, their love for the person dies with it. The third was obvious, death.
This disease had literally destroyed Han Kin, inside, and out. It affected his eating and sleeping schedule, his exercising, his work ethic. Everything seemed to be falling apart. His office seemed troubled as well, but they suspected he was overworking himself, or that he was just sick. Then, one day, Kin excused himself from a meeting to use the restroom. He lost a bit of blood, he filled the entire sink with petals, and Hunter witnessed it all.
“Kin! What’s going on!?”
“Hunter, this doesn’t concern you.”
“It does concern me! You’re obviously not sick, so, I’ll ask again, what’s going on?”
Kin sighed, “Fine, I have Hanahaki.”
“You mean, you’re in love?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you couldn’t feel love.”
“I did too.”
To Kin’s request, Hunter didn’t tell a soul what he saw. He was still trying to figure out what to do. If he confessed to Hannah, which would be hard to accomplish since she had been buried in a mountain of cases to work on, there was a chance he’d be rejected. After all, she did admit to loving Alfred, but, to Kin, it might be the most logical solution. If she rejected him, he’d have no choice but to receive the surgery necessary, neither would have to worry.
This is what Kin believed until the ‘People V. Ivan Scarlett’ trial. Kin represented the people. During his opening statement, he started coughing, hard. He was coughing up full blossoms, blood was everywhere. There were screams and crying as Kin’s vision went blurry, the floor collided with his body.
He awoke a day later, in the hospital, faux flowers surrounding him. He looked around, noticing the cards atop their vases. They were all individually signed by all his fellow attorneys, no, all his friends. The doctor suddenly flung open the door.
“Han Kin. Do you know where you are?”
“Yes. I am in a hospital, because of what happened during trial.”
“Good. You understand that you are suffering from Hanahaki, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Then you understand what it means to cough up full flowers?”
“No, I do not. Is it a bad omen?”
“Very much so. It means you only have a week left to live, unless you consider getting rid of this.”
“You mean, the surgery?”
The doctor nodded. This was it, he had to decide between the life and death of himself. It took Kin a while to make up his mind, he tried to buy some more time. He used up the whole week. Holding onto his life, the doctors told him it was too late. The Hanahaki had spread to every inch of his lungs. Hannah, burst through the door, crying.
“Kin! Why did you wait? You’re going to die!”
“You don't think I know that?”
“Kin, you don't understand, we can’t lose you!”
“At least I got to look into your eyes one last time…”
“Kin?”
“You’re the one I’m dying for. Ever since the meeting, the moment I saw you, I loved you.”
With that, he choked, and choked, and choked, on every flower, every petal, inside him. Hannah couldn’t take it, she fell to her knees, clutching Kin’s hand.
“Kin! You can’t leave, you don’t get it! It was you! You were the one I loved! I was too afraid to say it! I love you!”
She repeated the phrase, “I love you” until she couldn’t any longer. Beneath her violent sobs, a sharp gasp could be heard. Kin rose with a deep inhale, he squeezed Hannah’s hand.
“What’s going on…?”
Hannah hugged him, “Technically, you weren’t dead.”
That moment ended Kin’s Hanahaki, and started their everlasting love.

I finished the cover and the first page for the project I'm working on. His neck bothers me(andotherstuff) but I think it looks okay enough for a cover. I'm starting to like coloring with blue a lot more too lol
I also really hate the title but I can't think of a good one ugh
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Okay I'm tired and no one cares but goodnight x.x
I like posting random stuff that no one cares about heh

I'm attempting to finish the last half of a story I'm writing for my English class that's due tomorrow. I'm really proud of it and wondered if you'd like to have me post it here...?

i actually fineshed this lol, its one thing off stuff i have to do, but i get distracted really easily. Id be like "time to finish this", then i see something outside the window and continue to look out the window for the majority of the day, then i get super lazy and end up sleeping, but other times im at school so its another reason why everything i need to do takes so long, i have to take the subway to school and one day these foreigners where making so much noise, talking and laughing and all of these old people where shushing them, its not really funny tbh but i was sorta laughing, i just covered my mouth and started coughing so they couldnt see i was laughing lol
Mu list:
- finish the designs and info card for new oc's im working on
-finish my miyeon picture (i might post it in english this time, idk)
-draw bts in chibi style for wild pinku (dongsaeng im sorry that its taking so long)
-finish something (secret, im not saying what >:) )
Fineshed.......fInNaLy

Theres going to be a typhoon so no school tomorrow! Im so happy! :D