..and the reason is, wasting my life and talent in this industrial engineering school, which I chose myself! well actually, I didnt really choose it, when we were making the list of unis that I'd like to attempt after the uni entry test, I was listing electronics and architecture schools, but mom asked me if I'd like to add this industrial engineering school, and I said "mkay". dammit.. I never wanted to be an industrial engineer, they do nothing about engineering but have to learn all technical stuff!

but it s not that. even if I were in a proper engineering or architecture school, I still wuold have made the wrong choice; because the place that I had to be in, which unfortunately I realised after entering the uni, was ART SCHOOL!! but no, I was all like "I wantz to be an engie! I likez science!" in hi-school. dammit. What an idiot was I for not realising that I dont really have potential to be an engineer, even if I had, as you see, I fucking wrote that fucking industral engineering crap in the list and that fucking branch has NOTHING to do with engineering!! Fuck, I dont wanna be some white collar manager or something, I dont really want to be a tf2 style engie anymore either!! I want to be a professional artist!
of course I still can be; but school stuff won't let me do it freely! otherwise if I was studying in an art school, like, studying cartoons and stuff, I'd fucking shine!!
I have TONS of nice ideas that involve art and animations; but I can't make them happen because school makes me busy!! and even if i manage to finish this school and start a career as an artist, I will be a moron that wasted his five years in a school that he didnt really want to study in. and probably my ideas will become obsolete by then. well they may not be obsolete but...

...dammit.. I dont know.. well I may not end my life today; but I DO know that I'd live a much better life and would execute cartoons and stuff in my mind much easier. and seriously, I am wasting time in this school; and seeing that there s only one year left to graduate (or two), I tihnk I gotta complete this waste of time -_-

damn my idiotic decisions.

PS: I also won't be able to finish my pico flash by friday. dammit.

I am making one. it involves a seasoned, 40 year old Pico in year 2020... And I need some voice actors, mostly male, and one or two female.
Here's some little detail..

The best April Fool ever! Kevin Bacon is so cool!

Susan Winslow has an important business meeting in Paducah this evening. She has a number of alternate routes by which she can travel from the company headquarters in Lewisburg to Paducah. The network of alternate routes and their respective travel time, ticket cost, and transport mode appear on the next two slides.
If Susan earns a wage of $15 per hour, what route should she take to minimize the total travel cost?

Transport Time Time Ticket Total
Route Mode (hours) Cost Cost Cost
A Train 4 $60 $ 20 $ 80
B Plane 1 $15 $115 $130
C Bus 2 $30 $ 10 $ 40
D Taxi 6 $90 $ 90 $180
E Train 3 1/3 $50 $ 30 $ 80
F Bus 3 $45 $ 15 $ 60
G Bus 4 2/3 $70 $ 20 $ 90
H Taxi 1 $15 $ 15 $ 30
I Train 2 1/3 $35 $ 15 $ 50
J Bus 6 1/3 $95 $ 25 $120
K Taxi 3 1/3 $50 $ 50 $100
L Train 1 1/3 $20 $ 10 $ 30
M Bus 4 2/3 $70 $ 20 $ 90<p>%u2248%u2248%u2248</p>

oh boy...

still sooo many in mind and sooo few -actually null- in progress.
I hope I will change it soon.

don't worry dudes I will finish those soon. You see, I do them with nothing in return so you don't mind the time while your wallet is safe :P

Winter was enjoying its reign over the Blue Mountains. And a gnome was trying to find his way on the mountains, defying the battering blizzard and the biting cold. Where he was travelling at? Why he had left his home? Nobody knows. Only clues about him were his tiny rubab and some other tiny belongings, which were all packaged in some old tiny fabric and tiny ropes that made of rat hair.

Tiny, the gnome was. He was only at sizes of a human's finger. So, while even strongest humans can survive such weather for barely a fortnight, there was no doubt that he couldnt even complete the second day of his harsh journey. He did it to dawn of the third day, tho. And as he saw the rising sun, his body was already failed at moving. Like a dead, he was lying among the snowflakes, which were at the size of his tiny hands. Only his eyelids were still moving, trying to decide if they are gonna defy the death by staying open or accept it by closing down.

Suddenly, as finally they decided to let the kind hands of death take away their master, they got opened to their tightest, to let the eyes of gnome see a huge silhouette that came out of nowhere.

It was a yeti. A female one, that carrying two lives.
The pregnant yeti smiled and bent over the almost dead gnome, and picked him with her left hand. Like many other humanoid races, gnome too thought that yetis are fearsome beasts, so he thought that he would end up in her stomach; but instead, the pregnant yeti warmed the frozen gnome by pushing him against her warm fur and rescued him from dying by freeze.

Gnome was surprised. He asked: "Why did you save me?"
Yeti answered: "Because I need your help. My tribe was destroyed by human beasthunters and I and my unborn child are the only ones managed to escape. I can find a shelter or another yeti tribe to live with; but this wouldn't change the fact that we will keep being hunted by greedy and ignorant humans for reputation and fur, unless we will have a leader that will unite and train yetis against humans. We yetis can't raise such heroes because we are mostly lack of wisdom that real heroes have." the pregnant yeti stopped for a second and took a look at the tiny rubab that shows itself from back of the gnome. "You are a bard, I see" she said. "I know that bards spread wisdom by their songs and stories, especially gnome bards. Now, little gnome, I saved your life as you see, and

IT'S INTERNET'S 40th BIRTHDAY!!!

oh well I just realised that I was de-scouted in Art portal.
submitting more pics anyway.
ps: I am not begging for scouty, I am just expressing my situation and doing it in my journal which is barely public anyway -too few people read my journals-