I went over to my Grandmother's house, because my relatives were visiting. I took a book, a paper, and a pencil, and drew. I drew for a long while. I wasn't ignoring anyone; I was drawing, and talking. Anyways, everyone was standing behind me, watching me. Like I was so interesting. I don't like people watching me while I do my thing, it's embarrassing. I was drawing a OC, and my Grandmother was like, "Is she sitting down?", I was like "No, her dress is just like that.." then my mother was like "She probably messed up" *facepalm, flips over table*..
Also, I'm going to try to post up a version of 1925. To be honest, I'm so embarrassed that *