Time of the art block again, oh no~~~ *desperation dance*

Galloping gerbils, Batman!

nostalgia

Revisited an old style.
....And then remembered why I stopped drawing like this. (Durrr, it takes how long?)

Going Postal

It seems there's a new postman working for my area, because he keeps FOLDING my mail. ;A;
Don't do thatttt there's art inside goddamn ittt!! D;;;

lake and summerlicious!

Lake Ontario~~<333
It was super cold so I was nursing a leg cramp haha. (Why are the texts underlined?)

Went to Summerlicious (a food festival) for Moroccan food after the beach.
One of the high end streets of Toronto where the night scene was reaaaally pretty. *A* (9pm ish)
I also learned not to get any drinks with pomegranate and rum in the same mix. Spine-tinglingly disgusting.

ffffffffffffff

So I have to cancel my trip to New Brunswick, despite me promising a friend ages ago.
Teacher's college applications start in September (I found this out 2 days before =_=), and I'm in terrible need of teaching experience and volunteer hours.
It seems I flake out on a lot of people despite hypocritically valuing the theory of promises.
PEOPLE, DON'T EVER PLAN ANYTHING WITH CYNTHIA.
Guilt trippppppp OTL

bamboo

So I'm looking at the requirements for teacher's college, and there are pages after pages of prerequisites, registration information, program description, etc.
It's absolutely unnerving to think that next year will be my last in university.
School, I realize, is a protective cocoon of sorts for those who perhaps do not yet know what they want to pursue in life.
Though I do enjoy teaching or sharing information on a peer-relation basis, I'm not sure if that's where my passion lay. So is it more important to chase a passion and perhaps come out fruitless, or have a secure job (not guaranteed) that is not quite your niche. ~_~
The randomness of life makes it damn complicated.