what's your favorite piece by shakespeare? sonnet/play/uhh anything else he writes?

quote it?
why?
(:

I'm 15.

stay with me here, I have to vent.

<sub>lmao, every day seems filled of FML!s.
But, haha, I wouldn't have it any other way.

I think I've learned more here than from anywhere else.
It destructs your stability, rebuilds your endurance, throws you into a loop of self-discovery, punches you in the mouth with alienation, and then makes you deal with it much to the indifference of the teachers ("God, I'm so glad I don't teach regulars. It's like avoiding gunshots!"). Hahah, the cynicism, the experience, oh god, and the line between practicality and what-the-fuck-is-this-shit is often trampled on. I think my mind is blown by the unbelievable level of judgment and offensive behavior here.
idk the only thing that keeps you going here is your own solid belief in your own little self. Who you are, what you are, where you're going.

SO even though this place is hellpit, unlike Satan - dumbly contributing to his condemnation what with his flapping wings without realizing the parameters of his limits, this place is racked with peripeteia, crippled with anagnorisis.

actually, the above two paragraphs are probably false
there probably isn't anything stirring in the minds of 99% of the people here
hell, i couldn't care less what people said about that pregnant chick. haha, he fucking yelled, "HEY! PREGNANT GIRL!" across the cafetaria.
hell, what discovery is there here? what charity? you learn what you learn what you learn. and then there's this huge amount of cheating SO much cheating. OUR NUMBER TWO IS A CHEATER FUCKING GOD.
I refuse to believe this is just "preparing" you to "better adjust" to the system.

idk i like to believe that there's some altruism here. even if it's not really there, because it means that there's something here besides GPA and godforsaken motherfuckers (no, i don't want to see your fucking chest, you BITCH)
but i can deal if the only thing this school had was gpa. hale, i'm not one to complain.
maybe it's just me. everyone else with enough independence in their (daring!) 20 long study sessions in the library seems to be fazed, well, not at all</sub>

SO YO BBs (/people who got this far)
I have a favor to ask of y'all.
Any books to read? Any ones you absolutely adore?
Anything y'all want to sketch? Want to draw?
Any problems you want to vent to me with?
Anything you need to talk about? (haha from greek history to why pi stands for pi?)
(: Ok ok. You won't comment, but just remember that I'm thinking of you.
and that I'm stalling from checking my Renaissance test grade, dear god.

I hate my fucking life.
but i wouldn't have it any other way lmao???


From and who are both complete dolls~~~~

You can ask me THREE questions.
No matter how crazy, inappropriate, or random they are.
I will answer 100% truthfully or as close to the truth as I can.

no one will ask me OTL

to do list:
finish commissions
owe (moral-extremist, pyrinea !!!!, yuning

Hey mofos, I'm sorry for being awol and all. Shit's just been going down, and balancing everything is like trying to compliment a one-legged elephant.

I've just got one message i picked up that is, just, so blunt and so true:
stop acting so humble. you're not that great.

to anyone, really

and

If people knew how hard I worked to get my mastery, it wouldn't seem so wonderful after all. ; Michelangelo

idk. keep these in mind whenever shit goes down. Because shit has a habit of going down.

MY COMPUTER WORKS. FINALLY.
NOW I HAVE PHOTOSHOP AGAIN YES.
PREPARE YOURSELVES, COMMISSIONS. D:
ohmygod this one commissioner's e-mail doesn't work WHAT DO I DO
I'm so sorry everyone, I suck.

While I was fending off art block, I showed caro the cute Russia-Lithuania strip, where she went and referenced asp.



AND VOILA. MAGICAL ASP har har.



..Oh yeah, and Stanton.
YOU WON'T GET IT.
BUT IT WAS STILL AWESOME.

AND OHMYGOD BACK TO ART.
/works diligently
ONCE AGAIN, I AM SO SORRY. D: