orangelion90

So... I'm doing the AP art portfolio... and my oh-so-brilliant art teacher had us put our work up on the walls so she keep count of how much of our portfolio we had left to do.

AND THREE OF MY WORKS GOT STOLEN.

I officially hate humanity.

I mean, two of them aren't all that good, but the third was amazing,  breakthrough for me in how I use markers.

When I found out (they had been up there for weeks so it was difficult to tell when they went missing, especially when you have twenty or so pieces to keep track of) I was so BLOODY ANGRY. I spent the rest of the day basically having a tantrum, which I can't remember doing since I was a toddler. Seriously. I wanted to scream and throw furniture. I couldn't even punch any walls because, what if I broke a hand? I still need both in order to type and finish out the school year, and I definitely needed the right one so I could finish the goddamned portfolio.

The most irritating thing was my art teacher going on, saying, "I know it's a loss... and I know it hurts, but you need to finish your portfolio. At least... people took interest in your work." I SWEAR I WAS THIS CLOSE FROM PUNCHING HER IN THE FACE.

I went around muttering that if I ever found out who did it I would punch them and knock their teeth out and keep their teeth (though, realistically I suppose, I would have to use a baseball bat or pliers or something). I also said things like ripping out their testicles, pan frying them and shoving them down their throat, the little ingrates. To this of course, my friends said, what if it's a woman?

To which I responded that ovaries would fry just as well.

I always thought it was, anyway.

Very, nearly, imminently almost there....

(I wonder if it will be Champagne-Petals again...)

Well, I'll be damned, I turned sixteen about an hour and half ago.

I lived to 10-10-10.

I'm a bloody tribute to the Metric System.

I was just thinking how interesting it is, that one can add something to a collective, plainly accessible by the public, and watch as the world pokes back at you.

As a technological inebriate, and someone who should know more about the web considering how long they've been accessing it-- I still get a small thrill to know someone has faved a drawing, or for one passsing moment, without even knowing who I am- thought it was kind of neat....

It's fascinating that you can poke and prod at others all around the world, as we kind of reciprocate this enjoyment and feedback to each other.

On a broader note, it's kind of startling to realize that we, the most recent humans in a long and brutal history, can access a whole world of information by the world, and use it in real life. Although, I suppose really, this revolution in storing and using information/data really began with written language.

I hope that little musing makes sense, and you're not all like "wut?". Cheers.