Another post in one day....
Feb. 15th, 2007 10:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arkratirmaI realize that I am still incredibly bored most of the time.
So bored that I can't work up the 'energy' to make art for my portfolio.
I don't fall asleep easily, either, and once I do, I have dreams that usually weird me out.
Dad and I are still riding our bikes. When we get home, however, I tend to snack on a bunch of carbs and am lazy for the rest of the day. Mom mentioned something about gaining weight when you don't sleep well. Yay, that's all I need. I think about what I need and want to draw, but I never draw until late at night, and even then I don't draw much.
I hate procrastinating, and I hate being an underachiever.
I've pretty much given up on the Pan's Labyrinth sketchbook contest; I put it off for too long. The deadline is TOMORROW at 11:59 PM and I have only two completed drawings. I suppose I could submit just those two for the hell of it - they were fun to make, anyway.
I pull out my pencils and markers thinking I'll make art, but again I don't. I put everything off.
It's like high school all over again, but without the teachers.
So bored that I can't work up the 'energy' to make art for my portfolio.
I don't fall asleep easily, either, and once I do, I have dreams that usually weird me out.
Dad and I are still riding our bikes. When we get home, however, I tend to snack on a bunch of carbs and am lazy for the rest of the day. Mom mentioned something about gaining weight when you don't sleep well. Yay, that's all I need. I think about what I need and want to draw, but I never draw until late at night, and even then I don't draw much.
I hate procrastinating, and I hate being an underachiever.
I've pretty much given up on the Pan's Labyrinth sketchbook contest; I put it off for too long. The deadline is TOMORROW at 11:59 PM and I have only two completed drawings. I suppose I could submit just those two for the hell of it - they were fun to make, anyway.
I pull out my pencils and markers thinking I'll make art, but again I don't. I put everything off.
It's like high school all over again, but without the teachers.
