Forced myself to draw and literally I'm so done with this shit

But after forgetting why the hell I'm drawing, I ignored the obvious flaws and I just slapped this onto my story.

Yup. OTL

But anyways, sorry for not posting much. I've been busy with honor roll and grades.

I've also been busy with (I know it's REALLY early but school is already punching me with 'do this with your life- here's a program to help you!' And I'm not having it.

I've been shoved into the 'Graphic Design' future and I can't get out. I've learned to except that future career, even if people somehow immediately labelled me with it. So I no longer cared about what I wanted to do with my life.

Regarding that, 2 years from now, I'll be joining programs that'll give me college credits and so forth, and my family has already been discussing colleges.

Ah, 8th grade sucks. People are focusing on the later instead of the now.

And at the moment, I want to focus on my art and creating a strong platform where my art is already decided on its style; so when I go to the digital design programs it'll be easier for me to draw and sketch out things without me being stressed on deciding HOW instead of WHAT.

I've already been planning out my high school. I know the programs I'm going to attend take up half the school day, so I won't attend half of the school hours, and will attend the programs somewhere else entirely. But the programs give me high school (and college) credits, so it won't be a HUGE waste.

I've been thinking about the National Honors Art Society, joining Theatre arts, joining the leadership society, and moving onto honors English 2.

Many of my friends are intimidated by the thought of high school.

In all honesty, I'm excited. But right now, I'm comfortable with just talking about it once I cross that road. I've got a whole year, plus another, to think about it. 

Plus, at the moment, I'm happy where I am. Procrastinating my homework, getting silver honor roll, working out my honors English stand point, my art, and my violin.

Sorry for the rant. If you're still reading this, have a nice day. Or night, if you're like me and is about to go to bed.