I wanted a book to learn how to draw realism.

Well, none of the Barnes and Nobles I went to had it.

So my mama suggests getting it on the Nook.

I know that she doesn't draw, and my Daddy never took art lessons or read books about it, but I need this as a book. When something's teaching me to draw, it can't be on a screen (unless it's a video, that would be a little weird).

Still, I'm upset. I told her I didn't want it on the Nook, and she just asks over and over again if I'm sure. So I go to the bathroom to cool off.

Oh, and we're at church while this is going on.

So I'm in one of the stalls and I'm taking deep breaths to calm down and she comes in and says,"What did I do?"

So she gets me out of the stall and tries to calm me down but I end up crying.

Got to love getting ready for "Aunt Flo," if you know what I mean.

Now I'm sitting on a closed toilet seat and waiting for my face to stop being blotchy and my eyes to stop being red.

And I have an art contest entry and a photographer contest entry due on Thursday.

Here's my excuse for no art. Lolololololo*cri*