EPIC FAIL dango

In japanese class, we have to sing this song about dango. It sounded good, so I attempted to make some with my fail cooking skills.

Big mistake.

I didn't have skewers, so I just stuck some toothpicks in them. The brownish black stuff is supposed to be mitarashi sauce, but it tastes like poo.

Once more, proof at my incompetancy in the kitchen...

Bieber Fail

What goes baby, baby, bonk?

Justin Bieber!

Maze of School

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In one ear, out the other

Why do you flee, knowledge?
I need your aid for the exams to come!

I have a dream...

One day I will be skinny.

Hopefully.

*picks up microphone* Ahemhem.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though I face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men should be skinny."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the fat people will one day become skinny and sit down at the table of skinnyhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of obesity, sweltering with the heat of overeating, will be transformed into an oasis of skinniness and low blood sugar.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will be fat no longer.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its fat people, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "obesity" and "fatness" -- one day right there in Alabama little fat boys and little fat girls will be able to become skinny once more!

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made skinny, the fat places will be made slender, and the overeating places will be made a diet; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall become skinny."

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

I have a dream!

Thank yew, thank yew.

What ifs...

What if life were just an illusion, and what I see and do aren't really there? What if the keyboard I'm typing on, the words that are appearing on the screen aren't there? What if what I'm doing isn't getting anywhere?

What if life were just a test, and everyone around me are pretending to be friends when I'm merely a test subject? What if everybody is in on something I'm not?

What if life were just a fake, and I'm not really here? What if I don't matter?

Well, what I'm doing isn't getting anywhere, because nothing lasts forever. Time will eventually erode all accomplishments, no matter how great.

Well, everyone is in on something I'm not, because I'm not them, and I will never be. It's impossible to know if someone is lying or not about something inside their head, because it's something only visible to them.

Well, I don't matter. I may be the world to me, but I'm nobody to the world.

What if, what if, what if...

Charcoal Self Portrait

One of my first attempts at charcoal. It's different than pencil sketches, because it requires more control. Charcoal draws really dark, so it's more difficult to keep consistent or not. The thickness matters too, so if you turn your pencil the right way, you get a nice looking line.