So, I finally finished the sketch I pormised Dark_Angel_7

And it looks like shit. But I don't care anymore. Spent like 1 and a half hours on it. Take it or leave it, Angel.

Kinda wish Angel had a tail. You can erase it tho -3-

Can't draw Raccoons or "Semmeln" btw. Can't draw at all, in fact.

Soooo, anyone who is only here for art, you may leave now. I'm just going to rant from now on.

Btw,

You can report me now. Flag me. Do whatever you please because I broke one of these rules and as soon as I finish giving out the contest prizes, I'll break a second one.

So, may I start ranting now to give y'all a reason to report me XD (btw, I'm somewhat serious. I'm just kinda waiting to be banned so I can end this already. not that I don't like you guys, but everything's been going even more downhill ever since I joined because I spend to much time with being on here and drawing. I think I wouldn't have the motivation to build up another account like this...)

Anyways, prepare for a long ass chapter.

Okay, so have some school stories!
I dunno if you care but my cuts have almost healed again. Almost. Much to my dismay, I'm fucking stupid and thought that no one would notice my cuts anymore. Oh how wrong I was...

So, it got noticed fucking TWICE today and I actually planned to be like "tell the truth, but not the whole truth" and just said that's I did something stupid and this happened. But it didn't work and I just then said, "well, got myself scratched on the wall, I supposed"... yeah... I need to think of some believable excuses... Oh god why is this so hard?! Like, this is one of the main reasons I NEED to stop but I just fucking can't.

...onto the next one! (btw, my bike was fucking frozen over yesterday and I had so many troubles to get it going)

I wrote my arms full of lyrics in one lesson because
1) I was bored as fuck
2) it was an opportunity to try cover up the cuts
3) If you press hard enough, you can feel a little teensy weensy bit of pain. And it was totally worth it

So I wrote the lyrics of the song I couldn't get out of my head at the moment. "Bitte Hilf Mir" (please help me). It's a song about a suicidal guy who's realy damn fucking lonely and wants help. Obviously.

(tanslation of the lyrics I wrote:)

Please help me! I can't make it on my own! Help me! When all my strength has left me Help me! Be there for me when I'm lying on the ground I can't explain you why it's pulling me upwards

Please help me! I can't make it on my own!
Help me! When all my strength has left me
Help me! Be there for me when I need you
Please tell me what I should live for, or else I'll give up!

(I found an awesome site where the lyrics are already translated for this song so I didn't have to translate them myself this time)

And what happens? Exactly, people come to me with this fake worry cause I didn't simle today (too fucking tired). Like, no one every cared that my arms were full of lyrics from such songs before and the only thing that was diffrent today was that I didn't fucking smile a simgle time at any of their jokes. So I guess they thought that something was wrong (I honestly was just too damn tired, that's all. I even told them that), but that seemed to be the first time they even noticed I write on my arm.

And when they asked me what that was, I told them it was lyrics from a song that was stuck in my head. And what do they answer? "Is this some kind of cry for help of you?". DIDN'T I JUST ANSWER YOUR QUESTION?!

Whatever, I told them no and that's hopefully the end of it. Holy shit I need to get some more happy songs stuck in my head or the "are you suicidal" questions will come back.

They're even more annoying than the "Are you a boy or a girl" questions (yeah, People still ask me that even though elementary school was 4 years ago. I can tell you the whole story if you want?)

Next one!

This is more of a personal one (no, the other ones aren't really personal to me. I feel likt this all happens away from me... but this one really affects me)

So, I promised Angel to get some free time this weekend for her. And that even though I have to study for 2-3 more tests on that weekend. But I just can't leave her hanging anymore like this (hey angel, if you read this, which you probably will, can you help me?? Your opinion matters the most to me...)

So, I decided, Angel and studying and sleeping will be my weekend because I had no sleep whatsoever the last three nights and it's fucking showing. I don't think I'll be getting much sleep tonight or the night after either btw, because tonight, I gotta finish an art project and tomorrow night, I need to study maths. So... yeah, there's that.

But I'm fine with that. I have an even harder constant headache than normally plaguing me tho... Gotta at least drink more...

So, what my actual problem is, that I have another friend (yes, I do have real life friends. Like, two of them. I just (almost) never see them at school because one isn't going to my school (aka Angel) and the other isn't in any of my classes) whom I call.... R (angel, you know who I'm talking about, right??). So R and Angel know each other, too, so you would imagine that we all love each other like friends do.

So R asked me today (one of the rare days I sometimes see him is Wensday cause we finish our last class at the same time and on the same floor that day) if I wanted to go laser tag with him and Angel at the weekend (You never told me you were going, Angel owo) and, I don't mind laser tag even though I'm shit at it and these two would beat me 100%. But I'm really worn out and I don't think I can manage running around that much with the almost non-existent sleep I had latey (especially this week)... so I actually just wanna tell him that I simply can't cause I need to study and sleep most of all. But I don't wanna tell him of cause we didn't hang out for ages (cause, he's a computer freak and I'm an art freak so it's always kinda weird when we hang out cause I suck at the games he wants to play and he says he can't do art so... movie. And Angel is kinda like something in-between which is probably why she gets along with both of us so well).

So... should I just try and drag myself to laser tag (and probably fall aseelp right in the action XD) or should I go against all that I want and say that I'm going to come?? I'm torn... Sorry for bothering you with this... you don't have to answer... (also, Angel, we need to talk! My phone won't let me fucking open Whatsapp anymore (cause phone be bitchy) and I wanna tell you something)

Aye... last one for today, I suppose.

It's a tag. Cause I don't wanna/can post a video of me singing (I don't have a youtube account, okay??)

Rules:
Title the chapter "Lit"
Tag 15 people
Don't do this tag in the comments of this chapter
Put 13 facts about you
Do it within a week or post a video of you singing.

OKay, remember, you wanted this Dream_Big_Fall_Small (whom I was tagged by)

1. I hate the colour yellow more than any other colour (because it's the colour of joy and because yellow roses mean "I don't like you")

2. I hate makeup and too girly things. It's annoying af. Tomboys ftw!

3. I can't wear girl shirts that actually are my size (M) because I have too broad shoulders for a girl. But I can wear either L-sized girl shirts of M-sized guy shirts. But I don't have enough boobs for L-size and if I would wear L girl shirts, everyone could look at what I'm wearing underneath XD (too much info?)

4. I already had three bike accidents (I crashed itno a car in one of them). Ever since I stopped wearing a helmet, nothing has happened...

5. I once got driven home by the fire fighters after being picked up by a police officer after I had one of my bike accidents. I sat next to my bike on the way home in a fire truck (is that the correct word?). That's something I can proudly say XD

6. Tea is love, Tea is life. Like essence, to be exact.

7. I've already been to the following countries: USA, England, Wales, Scotland, Switzerland, Austria, Italy, Trukey, France, Netherlands, Spain and Germany of course. (My parents love travelling. I've proably been to some more countries but I can't remember those. And I consider "driving trough it" as "having been there")

8. 7 is my lucky number. Thus Aniratac7

9. My room is The size of a box room (like, it's the smallest room in the entire house).

10. I was the only child my parents didn't prepare for when our house was built, but apparently, I was the child they wanted the most. (truth be told, when this house was built, my sis was already bron and my mom was pregnant with my brother, as far as I know)

11. I have two selfs running across one entire wall of my room filled with plushies.

12. from what people have told me, I have blue-gray-green eyes with an orange/brown rim round my pupil.

13. I have a second place trophy for a swimming contest. Plot twist, there only were two competitors for my age. But I only lost because of like half a meter! Still, I got second and last place XD

You happy now??