ManadaTehPanda

I...just... My gallery makes me both cry and laugh hystericly. So does my journal. Also, I'm 20 now. o_O

Edit: Nevermind. Emo moment gone. -Headdesk- Keeping this up so I can lol at myself. Fuck it, I'm not going to talk anymore. Ever damn word I say is mocked, it seems, or I'm mocked. I'm sick of being fucking patronized every time I ask a question. Fuck you all. You're going to patronize me and mock me? Fine, I won't fucking talk anymore. It's not like anyone listens to me anyway, and there's no point in talking if no one wants to hear what you have to say. Don't reply, don't note me, don't message me. You won't get a reply, and I don't really give two shits anymore. I don't care if you think I'm being a stupid little cunt because I find it

I'm pissing myself off. I can't ever seem to keep a single hobby. Softball? Nope. Volleyball? Screw that. Hiking? Nope. Cheerleading? AHAHA no. :| Playing bass? Nope. Art? Yeah, uhhh...sorta. I've kept doing art since I could remember, but I've not improved a bit. At all. I can't draw without a reference and even then it's pretty much TRACING, only without taping my paper to the computer screen. I can't even do fantasy animals like dragons - they always come out looking fucked up. I think I expect too much of myself, but how else am I supposed to get better? I'm not at all happy with my art skills (or any of my other skills), but I ca