Welp, now that the musical is over I have to face a lot of bullshit.
Gotta try to secure a job in Anchorage before I move in a month (or so I hope). I have to get back to rewriting my empty-as-fuck resume to make myself look more employable, and send it to every possible place that I feel I meet basic qualifications for. I don’t mind what I get employed in; really, as long as I’m keeping a good schedule, and I have enough time to practice my artwork, I’ll be fine.
As far as things go right now, I just have a small apartment lined up at $800 a month…or so I think. Without even asking me or discussing it with me at all, my dad just told my sister (who owns the lease) that I’m no longer sure about moving anymore. I am rather pissed at him, and she is at least trying to verify with me what my plans actually are—but I have to remember to tell her tomorrow that he’s full of shit. If she ended up believing that, she would have closed the lease and I’d be stuck with no place to stay.
Seriously. He’s stomping on thin ice, and I’m going to be the one under water if it breaks.
Stress stress stress. All of it.
Everyone’s giving you some smooches but how about one below the belt?
(also anonymous because I hate my art u n u)
Something tells me I really like the idea of this. Thank you so much! =9
Kisses for Tori!
I don’t know how to draw kissing so
BUT OF COURSE YOU DO, look, you drew it! And I love it <3