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the name by which they call me
My heart bleeds so easily.
There was this tiny potted flower that my mom gave to me a while back, and I was taking good care of it while I was aware that it existed... but then it got pushed to the back of my desk somehow and I found it dead today. :/ Its leaves had fallen off, (AP Bio experience tells me that it was desperately trying to conserve energy), and I feel so bad because I neglected it and made the poor thing die a long, slow death of thirst. Wtf. I am angsting over a tiny plant? This is why I am strange. I shall use my angsty Roy icon in memory. Of a plant. Wtf.
In other news, I should scan stuff from my sketchbook. And not suck so much at Photoshop-coloring... though maybe that's because I have to run it through OS9, so when I try to do selections and stuff like I've learned at work, everything is laggy and djksfsdkjf annoying.
At least I'm almost done typing up those charts!
There was this tiny potted flower that my mom gave to me a while back, and I was taking good care of it while I was aware that it existed... but then it got pushed to the back of my desk somehow and I found it dead today. :/ Its leaves had fallen off, (AP Bio experience tells me that it was desperately trying to conserve energy), and I feel so bad because I neglected it and made the poor thing die a long, slow death of thirst. Wtf. I am angsting over a tiny plant? This is why I am strange. I shall use my angsty Roy icon in memory. Of a plant. Wtf.
In other news, I should scan stuff from my sketchbook. And not suck so much at Photoshop-coloring... though maybe that's because I have to run it through OS9, so when I try to do selections and stuff like I've learned at work, everything is laggy and djksfsdkjf annoying.
At least I'm almost done typing up those charts!