TODAYS BLAH

I am taken with the belt of my brand new shirt of Pimkee. I ♥ it! Muaaahz <3.

And don't forget the delicious looking strawberries! Precious <33.

Spontaneous, I drew a pic with my deep black crayon. I wanted to try out the brightness in black hair. The face is totally different of the Arinacchi- Style I think. Exempt from the eyes.


My Apricot- Neopiko marker isn't like the color of the skin. I need more of them ;^; But where I can buy this? ;;
Supplies to survive on the month my parents are away. That's up to the 12nd. Oh my gosh, that's betime! My touchy sister said she will let me alone at home. ARGH I hate her! She ruins my new hair which I finally let them be cut by my old hairdresser. (She's young actually) - She's so nice! And her co-worker L*** wasn't very friendly to me, so I looked very forward to be cut by someone else who can SMILE real. At the end I gave her 1€ because of her kindness *-*

Travelling, dubiduuuu~m.

An animation to demonstrate you how I create a panel.

EDIT: Rydia and me in Yahoo Messenger. Very amusing discussion about toast. Enjoy it <3.
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Rydia: du hast gesagt, du magst toast, gell?
Uyen: ja
Rydia: mit was drauf?
Uyen: joa
Rydia: und was?
Uyen: wieso?
Rydia: nur so
Rydia: mir is g'rad fad oO
Rydia: und ich hab ein bild mit toast drauf gesehen
Uyen: LoL. ist da ein gesicht drauf?
Uyen: ich singe gerade ein japanisches lied Oo
Rydia: chi~c
Rydia: also was magst du gerne auf deinem toast?
Uyen: butter. frischkäse. frischkäse-scheiben. salat. das war's.
Uyen: oder gouda auch noch. ich esse brötchen nicht immer so gern mit fleisch.
Uyen: *bzw. toast
Rydia: nigs süßes? keine marmelade oder so? oO
Uyen: ahh.. na klar. <3 aber schon lange nicht mehr. ;_;
Rydia: warum nicht?
Uyen: mune no oku shintou shiteyuku... *sing*
Uyen: meine mutter kauft es nicht mehr, weil sie's vergisst
Rydia: dann kauf du dir doch mal was süßes für den frühstückstoast
Uyen: anata to sugoseru youni kagayaiteitai... *_*
Uyen: werd ich^^
Rydia: diese unterhaltung sollte eindeutig beweisen, dass wir einen an der klatsche haben
Rydia: oOv
G'Day, ordinary seaman, ahoj ahoj! Such a frickin' day and they'll pwn me tomorrow, because I am a school bench presser, haha. I have no reason to blog interesting stoof but I have the sulkiness, so let me continue please. It's a normal warm weather, windy, standard. My class mates having a barbecue, without me and Subenja. Sure, we are so weak, they will teach us tomorrow about: "Why are you 2 always skipping school outings?" To be honest, I caught a common cold, I coughed much yesterday but now it's gone!! You know what? I want to be sick until tomorrow afternoon because I need an alibi to let everyone believe that I was ill today! The good ol' irony of the destiny, yep yep yep.











Today Klapsi, Subenja* and I went to the "electricity chest" and coloured it. To be honest it is ugly. But Subenja is sure that we will win the competition. An old woman, we call "granny" to her, opened her window and shouted: "D'u have the permission to do what you do right now here?" Subenja: "Of course, it is a school activity and we may." Granny: "Who admit you guys doing that?"







