Today I started classes again, one week late. I told my teachers to go fuck themselves, they did not, they did however totally understand that I was going to miss the first week of school and give me absolutely no crap about it. Another great advantage to missing the first week (the first advantage being the fact itself)was this; In Wolk's class we are supposed to meet in groups of our own assemblage. I, however wasn't there when said groups were forming, thus I left class an hour early pretending I was walking over to wherever my group meets, and proceeded to my Scion XA parked conveniently across the street. I think I will keep this game up for as long as I can.
Idiots.
Okay so once I got home I imedietly started sulking, then sudenly as if out of a dream. I started a painting, because I want to get a few done... It's been awhile and it kinda shows... I'm rusty.
This is where you come in, when I turn the lights out I want you to shout real loud if you think it is done or needs tunning.
READY?
NOW!
Some of my colleges might recognize the friendly motorist depicted above. What's that you say, you thought it was an abstract painti... Oh I see, yes very clever.
Idiots.
2 comments:
that is a nice painting and i am not a whore.
eat my fist dead guy! uh i was going to yell at you for not writing me a letter but i forgot it was my turn. SO SORRY! yeah, i wanna see pictures from your trip man.
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