Mood: Worn Out
Listening To: Music
Eating: Soup
Drinking: Nothing, soup is enough
Today was one of the rainiest days of the week and I was having troubles getting home. First, my train went in the wrong direction. Then it just passed right by my station. In the end, I just took a bus home. And no, this is not my fault because I don't pay attention! The trains just don't like me.
There really is no point for this journal. I just wanted to finally write one. Right now I am still practing drawing because my anatomy (and everything else) is just so horrible. But I think I have improved a little. I started drawing seriously on September 9th,