yo wassup everyone?
for those of you who r actually reading this, how you been? i totally forgot i had a deviantART so i thought id check it out again...still not that great of a drawer but its fun to do when im lit! so, lets talk or somethin!

....homework.

im going to murdur my teachers!

ok, so my cuzin steven (aka "urinsaneasylum") gave me a bood called "zobmando" for christmas. inside this book are some nasty "would you rather" questions. one such question is:

would you rather?
have you parents walk in on you having sex,
-or-
walk in on your parents having sex?

another? OK:

(as a man) would you rather?
piss a marble,
-or-
crap a softball.

yeah nasty...oh and i have a GOOD joke:


so its the first grade and the teacher is reading the story of the 3 little pigs. she gets to the part when the first pig is trying to accomadate some supplies to build a house.
the pig sees an old man with a wheel barrel of straw so he walks up to the man and asks him, "may i have some straw to build a house"
the teacher then pauses and askes the students what they think the man said.
one boy raises his hand and says, "'HOLY SH@#! A TALKING PIG!'"

thank you, and good night.

yeah i said it! lifes a bitch. and school doesnt help at all, what-so-ever!

if you want to know why i feel this way than read on and absorb my suffering for yourself.

OK. so i go to private school and it sucks. then i just so happened to get the toughest teacher in the whole school to teach my History and Latin classes. as of right now she is having my class write a 5 - 6 page essay on a medieval eroupean country. that not being hard enough for her she is having us (at the same time as write the essay) study for a 3 chapter test, normally it is just 1 chapter and those alone are fricken hard as hell! then i have a Latin test, and literature essay, a math test (which im already failing), an earth science test, and tons of grammar!

so yeah thats only the school part of life, then i come home and go to baseball (the only good thing in my life besides family) but the consiquences are painful: my body aches and i cant even pick up a pencil. but i can count on going back to baseball tomarow! XD

anyway, you probably think that i am a big baby...well i am, but at least i can come here to DA and relax.

thank you, and good night!

im sure most of you artist out there have been curious...about the truth. one very common question asked among children is the statement: "where do babies come from?"

well today i have the TRUE answer.

here it goes...

it all starts when the baby is shiped from mars all the way to earth. once there the child is named and gendered. after a few months of crying and poo, its time for the atachments. most atachments are shiped from india...this can cause problems as the child grows into its teens ,seeing they are most vulnerable to catch deseases at this time, since hormones are commonly found in the shipments from india. these elongations can become very exspensive as the years pass. yet there is help: a growth spirt coupon can lower the cost though they may have a few tricks up their sleeves such as, constant eating, moodiness, and worst of all - pure pressure. but eventually the child will advance into an adult and will no longer need these atachments. only at this most advanced stage will the beings brain fully "work".

yeah...sometimes the truth hurts. thank you, and good night!