I literally had to anNOY THE CRAP OUT OF MY DAD JUST SO HE COULD TELL ME HIS FAVORITE FLOWER.

Turns out he didn't have one, and just said a random flower, which was rose.

sO HERE I AM.

TOOK ABOUT 45 MINUTES. THE COLORING WILL LIKELY BE THE DEATH OF ME. AND 50% OF THIS WILL BE BLACK-- AND I HAVE NO PAINT--- (rip black and dark brown coloring pencils)

HHHHHHH- MY FINGER IS DYING, COZ OF THE SHADING/BLENDING.

(holy crap, my dad walked in the room and almost saw the rose--
*frANTICLLY FLIPS TO A RANDOM PAGE IN LE SKETCHBOOK*)

HERE IS SOME GOOD NEWS, WELL TO ME AT LEAST.
(it's about the photo album, if you don't wanna waste time reading this.)

MY PHOTO ALBUM IS ALIVEEE.

NONE OF THE PHOTOS ARE BLURRY (af) ANYMORE.
I CAN FINALLY DELETE PHOTOS.
I CAN TAKE PHOTOS.

I HAVENT TESTED IF I COULD SEND PICTURES Y E T.
IT'LL MOST LIKELY WORK THO.

H A H, IM NEVER CLOSING MY IPAD (you know when you hold the off button, and you have to slide to turn off?) AGAIN. 'CAUSE THATS THE REASON WHY MY PHOTOS DIED.

IF YOU WERE THERE TO HEAR MY SCREAMING "My-photos-are-alive" MOMENT, (which my dad and brother were there) YOU WOULD BE SO HECKING ANNOYED:

COZ I
SCREAMED,
NON STOP,
FOR ABOUT TWO MINUTES,
IN MY HIGH PITCHED "your-eardrums-are-probably-going-to-die-if-I-keep-screaming" ,
IN A CAR, (windows were slightly open, and we were parked in front of a grocery store)
A N D,
EMBARRASSING MY DAD AND BROTHER IN FRONT OF RANDOM STRANGERS.

I DUNNO WHY I FELT THE NEED TO SAY THIS TO YOU GUYS, BUT THERE YOU GO.