Ugh, I hate being in 4. Year.....the matura is stressful and it won't start till May! Hagh...not to mention my brains won't turn on, so it's a bit difficult for me (I mean: I shiver until I get a grade I didn't expect---in a good way!)

The preparations for prom go swell....if you exclude the fact my dancer is 30 years old and my taekwondo trainer =_= at least he knows to dance (so it's funny to see us both learn četvorka )

Other then that....I'm drawing for philosophy (I'm working on Henri Gibson's Essay of laughter and well in order to do seminar work I have to include two sketches and an overall drawn piece what Essay of laugher contains),
I finished my piece for Freedom contest () and I sketched something for someone's birthday

Ummm....I can't wait to get over my birthday (I'm turning 18 next Friday; 20.11) and I started to write something and hopefully I will post in on dA during....next month ?

And during this madness (caused by my delusional head thoughts) I can't find anything (not again....RUBBEEEEER WHERE ARE YOUUUU)!

Yup I'm going nuts.
Hopefully
TSA (Zarja)

Now where the heck did I put my tablet pencil???