I guess it`s the little things that count like persuading an engineer to trade you their dime for a shiny new nickel, happening to walk by your super adorable French prof. on your way home, hanging out with your awesome friends and having to live with a goddamn bilingual clavier qui toujours change sa langue a francais. (Je ne veux pas typer les accents merci! Ca c`est pourquoi mes apostrophes ont change aux guillemets btw)
but for some reason, when I got home I felt more depressed. It`s just so incredibly boring here! Usually, I`d be estatic for more free time to draw and browse around online but lately I`ve been very bored with that. Studying has taken up so much of my time that I`m used to it by now and freetime has turned into long hours where I randomly search up shit on google in an attempt to amuse myself.
On the plus hand, I did get a lot of owed art done! But I`m still bored. Oh well.