# job applications are the worst # now give me an art job instead # ugh # but noooooooo # nobody wants to commission me :( # makes me feel kinda bad # ya know
idk why i think every stranger that comes near me is gonna talk to me, but i get so paranoid about talking.
i blame all the crazy people downtown that just randomly ask me things. and that i tend to regret what i usually say to people.
just go away.
youd think my natural bitch face would scare them away. but nooooooooo.
# ugh # personal # happening now # as i type this # get off this bench
the wifi refuses to work at my apartment. even our neighbors wifi is sucking.
it also doesnt help that my phones 3g connection sucks really bad.
I JUST WANNA WORK ON MY WEBSITE!
now i have to work on actual art…ugh
# personal # ugh # artist problems
Blahhhhhhhhhh.
Can it be halloween already? I need fun time.
# i was invited to be with friends tonight # but im doing homework with my bf instead # because i promised him id come over early this weekend # i kinda regret it # i hope he doesnt ask me whats wrong # i only see my bf on weekends # but friends only wanna hang on weekends # i hate everythig # ugh # lotsa tags # personal
i wish my boyfriend let me take pictures of him.
he’d be drawn as a zombie right now, but nope. no references to use. i don’t wanna ask him for a picture because it was gonna be a surprise =( he loves zombehs.
if he let me take his picture, i’d finally get that fucking iron man piece done. fuck it, he’s not being iron man. i needed to finish this drawing like 8million years ago. sdifjksdjglkdasjglakjgla
# personal # rant # stupid # ugh # too tired for this shit # back to drawing zombehs
UGH. so much stuff i wanna dooooo, but the lack of motivition/creativity is really killing it.
i’m jealous of those artists who can just shit out amazing picture after amazing picture.
UGH. i think having to draw school work all summer has killed it for me. except i get to design this sugar skull thing for my final :3
thing’s i wanna do:
# personal # artist problems # rant # omgggggggg # ugh
so i finally get myself to apply for a job….
the questionnaire part froze, so i exited out.
SAID I FINISHED IT, BUT I NEVER DID SO I COULDN’T EDIT IT.
then i accidentally hit apply.
SO THERE GOES MY CHANCE FOR WORKING AT MACY’S.
bad week is bad.
# UGH # GOD DAMN IT # PERSONAL
Y U NO CONTACT US?!
seriously though why are you having us contact you, and only setting up times with one person. don’t you want us all there for paperwork? Y U GIVE US NO INFORMATION. TOMORROW IS MOVE IN DAY.
i guess i gotta be a big girl and call him…ughhh i hate calling people i don’t know.
you woke me up from being loud, and now you make me hesitant to watch a movie or play WoW in fear that the electricity will go out.
i also wanted to make my boyfriend go see Brave with me this weekend, but you’re suppose to be like this all weekend. now i’m stuck inside.
i hate you,
anna.
why?
- things are always misplaced.
- my bed is always messed up and i have to rearrange it for my bad back.
- things go missing.
- things get unplugged that have no reason to be unplugged.
- things like pillows and blankets get put on the floor [usually in a dusty corner]…..there’s bugs and dust on the floor. grossss. that’s like putting feet on pillows…EVEN MORE GROSS. ughhhh.
- people getting their gross bodies all over my bed stuff. at least wash my sheets and pillows… just because we’re related doesn’t mean i don’t think you’re gross.
- my remote is always misplaced.
- new things are added…like today…shoes.
- my bed smells weird and not like my stuff.
- if you’re one of my smoking family members…that’s even more gross because now my shit smells like cigarettes even if you didn’t smoke in here.
- private notebooks we’re read when i was younger, so i get paranoid that people go through my shit.
- having a dog that has an eye out for my stuffed animal makes me paranoid when people don’t close my door properly.
- people who live with me should KNOW how much i hate people in my room without my permission.
- “but i’m your mom” “but it’s your brother” “[blah] was snoring loud” ”i needed to nap somewhere quiet” are not excuses.
- ASK. then i won’t be so paranoid.
UGHHHHHHHHH
rude.
now here are some gifs…..




