My happy thoughts

Too tired to insurgency.

(yeah, I know fancy words.)

Saturday's evening was our class's art exhibition at the local culture house. People really liked our work. People really looked like they enjoyed mine, at least. It appeared in a video of the local tv.

And the horror clip we girls did for multimedia's too. I was a ghost! 

The saddest thing... it is on youtube. Because of that fact, my mother said in the exhibition in front of everyone that I was the shame of the family when M. told her that. No joke.

Maybe she was joking, but seriously, no joke.