STORY TIME

So yesterday, I take the city bus home from school, like I always do. And the great and wise Comet leaves her binder on the bus and doesnt notice till the next moning. 

So I ask the driver, who thankfully was the driver yesterday, if he had seen my binder. He said no, but if it was found it would have been taken to the bus depot's Lost and Found. So when I get home, my mom calls but ITS NOT FUCKING THERE.

So. On the second day of christmas, what does life give me?

A stolen school binder.

My main school binder gets stolen. 

WITH ALL OF MY FIRST TERM NOTES

I AM REALLY FUCKING UPSET RIGHT NOW BECAUSE FIRST OF ALL, WHO THE FUCK WOULD STEAL AN EIGHTH GRADER'S SCHOOLWORK, AND SECOND, JUST, WHY?!

Life is just really sucking for me at the moment.

I feel like this Christmas for me isnt gonna go by without stress and depression. 

Also, Ive seen a lot of people making wishlists on Wattpad. Most I'm going to draw for them, but I personally won't be making one. Just because I feel like I wouldnt get anything anyways, and I feel like asking wont make it any better. Not a lot of my followers even look at my art book, and I'm not real popular, like Reindeer or Hori or any of them. 
Im not cool, or good at art or writing. Im just a wanna-be who pretends. I feel like the few people who comment on and/or look at my art do it out of pity. 

The Xmas presents I'm drawing for people wont be posted very soon, because I dont have my phone, or any other means of posting them. So, if you get your present after xmas, Im sorry.