This is what happens. You draw. You read. You draw and you realize that you've missed seeing something cool looking comes from your mind to paper. You read and you instantly wonder why you've put your books on hold to write in the first place. I did both in the past two weeks and I was brought back to the good old days when I thought that I sucked at writing and reading and drawing were what I did best. Now it's a competition of the three to grab my attention. That and having to do homework time as well. Spring Break = not soon. Crap.

So on a drawing note...I totally had this amazing picture that I was going to use for the "Thanks for the hits". It's amazing, really, I'm like, in love with it right now. So how does that coincide with this journal you ask? Because I'm not posting the picture tonight seeing that I don't have it offically done. But I suppose I could post the line art...

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So, why is whenever you draw something you either love it immediately or you hate it? Or when you start off loving it and then you look at it later and see a few errors you made you suddenly hate that picture and wonder how you could have screwed up on something like that?? Idk, it happens with me sometimes.