I've always been bad at writing let alone keeping a blog, but I try to have some weird stuff here.
I feel like a freak. Neighbour's little girl came to sell us some painted stones and her parents were surprised about that. Like my apartment is something everyone is supposed to skip. Maybe that's the truth though.
I also just took part of a art challenge where I dew a bad horrific skech of a tomato jack'o lantern combo. I bet I'll be discarded for it, and banne for the next ones. I assure you it's horrinle.
I wish I had a job. That would mitigate the money problems I'm facing vastly.