I was nearly late, I fell in mud, lost my eraser, hurt my finger (it's fine now), AND GOT RAINED ON (for a substantial amount of time)!
Of course, it was somewhat cool too. *shrug*
I drew six pages... only four are worthy of posting, so they're here.
The conspiracy of ppl who think I like Sir Phillip has now grown to 8 peeps...
Yet, I've mentioned him about once before, because I nicknamed him Sir Phillip Sydney and because there was something he wouldn't tell me. Ever been around someone who likes someone? They just go on and on and on and on about them. Yech.

Running low on artisticness.... ah!
Two days until...
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BREAK! (What, did you think I was going to talk about your stupid celebration of an emotion I don't believe I possess at this particular time? Get real.)
I love how much space I can take up without really saying anything at all.