Zomg, long time no see... well not so much... I was tired of seeing always the same old entry... ahem.

So, what's up here?
I keep writing songs for friends and they finished with the first one. The result is beyond anything I would have expected. There is something rather odd about it. To know that people can create music and sing something you wrote at the top of your head one evening.

Though apparently, I am still capable of getting mightily pissed off at pretty much nothing... like waiting for a friend to show up and ending up punching a stone pillar, hoping for some bleeding knuckles and cold pain to just dull the frustration... (Anger management issues... me? Nah...)

I am supposed to be deep into therapy but stopped - it is quite expensive and I don't get any refund so yeah... not to mention that my psy knows my mother. And really... pay what I'd earn for two hours work just to hear someone tell me I have 'parental issues'... no way, wouldn't have guessed. Bleh. But I'm better... no panic attack for a while... Though my right eye is still being a bitch because of the stupid allergies, yeepee.

Started to draw again... as you can see... proportions are still the bane of my existence... I set on a new way of drawing, that is, using rounder shapes... am I the only one tired of the super thin and tall? I'm not so tall and the least I can say is that I'm the curvy type... so yeah... guess it was a matter of time. I might post these, but they are doodles.

My novel is kind of back on track, though my boys are definitely asses - though it's not too surprising - they are men after all. (No, I'd never dare and wonder why I never got a date...)

Just won the award of 'rudest ass ever' - from my own father... he said that I 'should work on my speech and manners'. Ahah. No wayyyyyyyyyyyy.

Also... I disappeared and will probably make more blindfold/sunglasses shots from now on as I can't wear make up anymore on my eyes. Even powder and foundation would be too much. In that age of all time perfection, I couldn't feel more out of it. maybe if I were skinny no one would care about my face... though wearing lipstick still make me feel pretty... improvement.

Started substituting again... and my days, I feel old and old-fashioned. In a very McGonagall-ish kind of way. Rude kids, kids who lie (like: we can't do that test, you only made us work on grammar. As though I was senile already before hitting the 1/4 century mark.)... kids who are 17 and should know better than whine all the time because of a blasted test. Or university had turned my 'empathy potential' to a simple 'oh, poor you... do that damn test already else I kick you out of the class'. I'd rather not do it but yeah...

To end on a brighter note: I started reading 'Black Dagger Brotherhood' something like 2 weeks something ago - already at volume 7... And I now know that I can translate my 'écrases-merdes' to shitkickers which actually helps a damn lot for my novel... My slang is just so outdated I'd rather not try it. Bazinga.