....T_T
I have nothing left.
I feel tierd again, and I can't draw anymore, and I'm failing my exams now, and I feel sick, annoyed and forgotten.
And the translations.
Of course. TRANSLATIONS.

...I can't do this anymore. It's not my level of French. And I have a serious lack of vocabulry in Russian.

LOL 't was so funneh, I came from school tierd as hell, and my mom came home, and we started translating, and we were both so tierd that I kept on mumbling, getting stuck on a syllable and repeating it over and over 'til I can pronounce the word.
...as far as I can remember, I never was dyslexic.
Well, 'til these two months.

...gosh, I shall seriously think about getting and iPod. Somethnig. Gosh, SOMETHING!!!!
...moral learned: NEVER, under any circostances, N-E-V-E-R BUY ELECTRONICS IN THESE LITTLE ARABIC SHOPS.
Especialy the ones with "Made in Taiwan" written on them.
...never x'''D

...and, oh, BTW. Dad got a job. A trucker for the CAA.
In Spanish class, we're learning the simple sentences construction, and everybody were like: "Mi papa es...uuuuh. Producteur de films."
Or "deteneur d'une compagnie privee"
Or "directeur de ...*somthing,smthing".
I was the only one to proudly pronounce: "Mi papa es un camionero!" and everybody were staring at me like I just said thet my dad is God or something xD

...having to tell taht your dad is a trucker is better than saying that your mom is a student.
Seriously >__>

*sigh*

I wanna be rich. Rich enough to live alone, to buy decent food and afford paper, an MP4, a FUNCTIONNING car and mechanical pencils.

Oh BTW. Our car passed out a few days ago xD
Dad takes the bus.I walk. Mom takes the subway.Yee-haw.

*sigh*

I'm in a lack of inspiration.
Well, no not of inspiration, but of...time and power to draw.
I can't. Just ca't.
...I hate my teachers so much! I failing all the stuff 'cuz of 'em xD

Oh BTW.
Gotta go.
See ya later.

~Kiwi