still dn't recognize me? Giving you a tip: No boots.I am supposed to be the friend of a fat fisherman and his wife,who give me some fish.And i talk to the mule who carries the products to the fair,although it doesn't understand me at all.The only thing i don't get it is that i havent eaten any yellow birds.What the hell is that feather supposed to be?
That's what happens when you stop believing your dreams.I'm turning into this i guess.I'm almost losing the feather.
... At least i still have my sashimi.
Note: *that crap-paint is more like a little rant about my hopelessness.Although I love drawing,the more I try,practice and sweat over it,more I feel like I'll never be able to learn how to draw. And since drawing is the only thing i like to do,i worry a lot about my future,having to return to the computer science college because my talent isn't nearly enough to be a designer/illustrator/whateva.*