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Sometimes, I wonder if I started writing just because I couldn't draw what was on my mind. And sometimes, I really hate being such a shitty artist when it's my first love, and I would truly love to make a living out of it. I don't know. It's a vicious cycle - I'll get frustrated because I can't draw something right and then stop alltogether and then I won't get practice so I'll STILL suck at it and ARGH. Maybe I'm just emo today, I don't know.

And now I'm off to my twin uncles birthday party. Joy. [/sarcasm].

I'd already changed into my pijamas when my mom asked if we wanted to go out for some tacos, the answer of which is, 'well, yeah, duh,' so I ended up throwing on some jeans and a hoodie and put on my red flats over striped socks. Let me tell you, it's damn weird to be out on the street while not wearing a bra, lol.

The party was quite boring, but the height of my day? The mariachi playing a cover of Yesterday, lol. And the main singer kissing every single male on the cheek, much to the distress of the 'ZOMG macho' guests, haha.

Sorry for my emo outburst earlier today. I've been quite frustrated artistically for some time now, and it just ruined my day today. But oh well. The good thing about studying graphic design as opposed to art is that design has such a wide field, and there's tons of things to do.