GROOVY

I have a Scooby Doo plushie on my bed and a little Mystery Machine model on my dresser. I am so cool.

I have so much art I want to upload here but it's all in dumps so I cannot. I have it on my dA but they'll be too big for here, most likely...
I like them because I've improved so much...

I felt super depressed a few minutes ago.
I was sitting on the stairs going through papers from last school year (in order to clean up the basement) and I found all this old art.
Some of it made me laugh.
But then I found this one piece.
It wasn't amazing, but it wasn't that great.
I ripped it up.
I feel really guilty I did that now.
I want it back.
But it's too late.

Just like a lot of art I had on the computer downstairs. My brother found some it and was printing it out to rub in my face, so I deleted all of it.
I hate that empty feeling that I can't fix.

Going to do this stupid college essay writing class this week. I am NOT happy.

Chapter left to go in my online course. Still have to finish my book for school.

Need to sign up for driving lessons. I hate them. :
Went driving with my aunt today before she left. She left her car with us--we now have three cars. Meaning I get one. I am excited. But I won't be able to drive until November, if my parents even let me test then.

As for drama on here, still no news from Adam.
So w/e.
Don't know, don't really care much anymore.

I AM IN SUCH A BLAH MOOD WTF.

Graduated to red stripe belt yesterday, though. And I am SOOOOOOOOOOOO sore right now.
16 months until black belt.

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