Haha (Taken with Instagram)
Hello friends! I’ve finally decided, that I’m moving to another account. Reasons:
1. I want my personal blog to me the main blog. Where I can get inbox messages and the sort. I want to actually make friends on tumblr haha!2. Why not make this blog my personal blog? Well because, I don’t really want to go through my posts and or delete them. I don’t want to overlap all these old posts.
3. I want to start all over, again.
So well, if you’d like to follow my new blog (note: I’ll doodle, but I won’t run a doodle blog anymore) you can tumblrask me here! If not well, this is goodbye.
Thanks for being great followers! I posted a picture, so ohhei, you’d know who’s been doing all these doodles for the longest time and maybe so you won’t forget me.See you!
Moved! See you!
The mini I’ve been working on for a couple weeks now….this started as a word ladder, and the last bit was a total, last minute ending. Because it was fun.
Uhwoah, okay.
I used to play Super Hang-On at Chuck E. Cheese. It was so rad. I kinda want to make this into a t-shirt but I’m still on the fence about it. I’m not sure if anybody would buy a Super Hang-On inspired shirt.
In which world, at what time, in which of my planners, did I ever predict that I would actually sing “I’m walking on sunshine, WHOAA~” at the top of my voice, in a dead empty school road, under the damn heavy rain, late at night, with my favorite orange-yellow umbrella - falling in love.
Okay, ranting on twitter is too embarrassing. Because duhh, what 20 yr old is afraid of thunderstorms. But really, OHMYGODD. GHYUIOA NBGFKMVJUEDIOQ. MJHHDGSBANJKIGFHJDKLSAPONB M?,KSNMKLB A IM DYING. SHET OHMYGOD IM DTING.I ALMOST PISSED MY PANTS WTF WEATHER OHMY GOD (patpj gmgpmgmtq maw LIGHTNING IS LIKE A DAMN STROBELIGHT KILLME NOWN NMKC,NBHJUISOA A FRIGGIN KILL ME NOW
Me: Hey.
A: So how are you?
Me: Busy, as usual.
When will this busy-ness ever end. I can't remember having a "bum" day. And they say it only gets much worse 3rd year 2nd semester. I swear, next semester, if I don't end up anorexic, wrinkled, ugly and a coffee addict with above normal attraction to her pillow, I'm going to buy myself a HUGE cake. To congratulate me for surviving.
