When I was still 16, I wished I was 18. Now that I’m 18, I wish I’m back at 15.
I’ve been reading a lot of Foxtrot as reference for my recent drawing frenzy. The humor is mostly fresh, the drawing is appealing and the characters are strangely endearing. It lets me live through their somewhat harmoniously chaotic life vicariously. I mean, my life is far from boring, but it’s not that interesting either. Then again, no one lives life like they do.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY THEO!
Here are some comics for everyone, before I head of for my errands. Sighs.
A little FoxTrot to cheer any downtrodden spirits. 
It feels weirdly like holidays, even though MSTs have yet to even start. I mean, I’m totally in the holiday mood, well, except for this small weight at the back of my mind which I assume the cause to be the upcoming tests.
I think the tests are more than upcoming, they’re in fact, uprising.
It’s kind of funny, the way some trivialities can bogart your total attention while some things that really matter, in my context; the MST, command only a picayune of a fraction.
Anyway, other than the premature holiday mood, I guess I’m feeling kind of, I don’t know, off? You know, those moments when you can just stare at nothing in particular and sit there for hours. Moving around seems redundant, because everything seems to move so fast, in a weird fashion of slow motion. I guess the brain is unable to register the situations around fast enough.
I think my (current) off-form moment is clearly evident, from the quality of this post.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!
Christmas is less than a month and I can’t wait to have all those celebrations. Though it is quite a pity that it doesn’t snow here, not that I want it to snow. Because that would probably entails the end of the world or something along that line.
Or maybe there could be a swap in the magnetic fields of the northen and southern poles, resulting in the reversed spinning of the globe.. I’m sure I read that concept somewhere….
