i know it's not summer right now for about 80% of you. BUT I DON'T CARE D:< i heard it's gonna be over 40 degrees c tomorrow!!!! (over 105 f) adsfgasdgkjhdlaa D<<<< Noooo. not again

sketched all these on one page whilst at work today inbetween serving customers XDDD i should take advantage of boring work time more often i love that there's no one to boss me round, and i can't get in trouble if i stay out of camera view.
plus there was nothing to do there today, no new stock and the shop is completely clean. so boring. and with almost a year of starting work 10mins early most mornings without getting paid for it. i can take one day off i say XD
i also wrote 2 whole scenes and a bunch more ideas for my SP fic i'm starting.

BUT....i still couldn't help it. i still teared up whilst drawing this. T^T i tried to suppress it, i tried not to think about it. but it just kept creeping up on me!!!!!!! waaaaaaaaa~

yesterday morning i decided to take part
of my day off to read the final 1/3 of the fic 'Fighting the Truth' by ~IndianaBeachBum [link]
OMFG *cries hysterically* that fic has absolutely devasted me DXXXX i simply couldn't believe it. and i'm still not over it. i won't be over it for a while i think.

maybe it was alittle more devastating for me to read yesterday, because just the evening before my work buddy Tahlia had got a phone call from a friend over in Adelaide (where she's from) saying that the friend she'd only just seen afew days ago on her visit there, was just today in a car crash and is now in a coma. D: so sad. *comforts* i had then been thinking about that sort of thing alot....and then FTT came along and i died inside! XO

and then today, when i was drawing this and trying not to think back on the story, i overheard these 2 ladies talking over the other side of the flower display from me, and one lady was describing how she had recently saw someone she knew get involved in a car accident, and how the car was so mangled, and there was blood everywhere, and how she couldn't help the guy, and she felt so useless, and i just went straight back to the story and teared up again! in fucking public DDDDDD< dear god

somehow this sketch still managed to turn out cheery though. god knows how. that fic is so bloody brutal. i am trying my hardest not to turn emo now >n<

is this a frigging journal entry or what.