White Out

 I look down at my picture and it makes me a bit angry to see a clump of it on there, but it was the only thing that kept him from looking like he had a tumor on the side of his head.
Gerd it sucks so much.
I mean, it clumps together and it smells weird.
And it's never even the same shade of white as the paper you're ACTUALLY writing on. So if you're doing something and you put some white-out on it, it looks quite obviously like you put white-out on it, no matter how much you try to hide it.
Those damn liars.
It should be 'You Obviously Made a Mistake and Now Your Paper Looks Like Shit'.
I've never seen such an awkward shade of white.

Shade of white. White isn't a colour, does it still have shades? Or would it be values?
Or are those the same thing?
Don't know, don't care anymore.

White Out Sucks

It really does.
Clumpy shit.
Anyways.


I said I was gonna upload some art and shoop a picture, but, I'm going to save that for a different day. Maybe Friday. Or Saturday. Or Thursday.

It's almost time for a new Tosh.0. I love that show. It's so offensive it's lovely.

Can't wait to start working on our collaborative comic. Our, as in my-friends-in-painting-class.
those dashes were unneccesary.
Is that even how to spell that word

Hell Kitchen is so good guys read it now
So is Boy Lessons and OSCP

my mouth hurts

Sheiße

i just realized that nobody is going to read this
my introductory post has guaranteed that

Hey

Throw-back Twinkies are fucking amazing.

Cool Titel

It took me forever to find the 'Neuer Post' button at the top of the screen.

Anywaysss.


This is my first time trying to maintain a blog, and honestly, I'm not sure if it'll go over well.
Most likely, it'll wind up being mainly drawings.
Of Mega Man.
Because if you couldn't tell, I love Mega Man.
Metal Man.
Metal Mannnnnnnn


So excuse me while I go get my power cord for Crescendo

My house smells like cookies.
I freaking love cookies.

And birds. But, I doubt they'd go well together. No, I know for a FACT that birds and cookies wouldn't go together....

I wonder if I should make this a roleplay blog. Like, not completely? But try and post some from Metal Man's perspective. That'd be fun. That weird rabbit-eared robot. I mean, Wily really fucked him up. What kind of robot gets killed by their own weapon in two hits? Mega Man can beat him with the weapon Metal Man was supposed to be impervious to, rip off his arm, then about five hours later come back and shoot him in the face with the arm he stole. I mean, damn, Wily. This is why nobody respects you.

Mmmmmmmrf

my fingers are cold
and I need to finish painting
All I need to do is to put in a few more flowers and it'll be complete.
But I honestly feel like writing more thoughts.









Damn, out of thoughts.