She's got a little wild fire burning in her angel eyes, probably ain't never been lost after midnight.

I apologize for being missing in action this past monday. Life got in the way. I was just too busy. Not so much with working then with some me time. I did a new drawing, did some reading, listened to some new music. It was great to be honest. Sometimes I just really need a break, but don't we all? The country girl in me usually wins, I'm so frustrated in the city, I hate the damn mall, I hate the concrete, I hate the people really. Aint nothing better then sitting outside on the sun, in a meadow or on top of a hill, sketching, not a living soul around you. Yes yes my ''people patience'' is getting worse. I know. I don't know what's that about...are there really just idiots around me or...? *sigh* confusing really. My mother told me that living on Alaska where there's more dogs then people would be perfect for me. Am I really the only one seeing heaven here? More dogs then people? Hello? Paradise! Hah. Aight. I'm missing a concert today. Not happy about that. Local guys, amazing bands really, good friends too. But on the other hand movie night sounds just as good. Fuck. I'm getting old aren't I? Speaking of...I'm turning 24 soon. In about a week. And I am dreading it. Not because it would be a high age. Ah no not at all. I'm dreading it because fuck I'm 24 now. It was always ''what are you going to do when you grow up?'' well guess what? I'm all grown up and I still have no fucking idea. I'm terrified. What the hell do I want to do? Everything and nothing? I don't know...I love so many things, I have so many interests, I want to travel everywhere, I want to see all the bands, I want so many things and some seem so impossible from where I stand and it's scary. Time to get serious, time to make a move, do something, be serious about life. It's scary. If I had it my way I'd have a house in Georgia, a couple horses, probably a farm and life would be good. Yeah. I'd like that. But life isn't a fairytale and as easy is it? I'm not afraid of working hard don't think I am. Specially not if it's working for myself, doing something that matters, knowing I'm working for myself not 20 other people who sit on their asses scratching their balls all day. The only problem is that I'm afraid I suppose, starting something from nothing is scary. Like moving half a world away is. But if you never do it you never know right? You need to take risks, you need to ''work hard and play hard'' right? I suppose so. So here's what I really want for my birthday I guess...some clarity. Finally knowing what I want, finally feeling like I belong, not so damn lost, like a fucking alien. Sounds like a fucking party I know. But lately I am just so miserable in this place, with these people, with this life...it's a mess. Not all those who wander are lost yes, but I think I am. Quite lost. Damn it. Something has to change and that hit me today. I have dimples when I smile right...and someone who sees me everyday asked me today if I still have them. It's just a silly question but to me it was a slap in the face or a bucket of cold fucking water. People haven't seen me smile in so long they don't remember how it looks like...speaks volumes doesn't it? Ah well, something's gotta give right? The wheel always spins back and if things are bad now doesn't mean they'll always be that way...

Enough moping, let's move on to better things. I got the new Florida Georgia Line album of Itunes and fell in love with it. Yep. That good. I really like it. It's called Dig your roots, if y'all like country music, check it out, if not, well maybe if you're curious take a look, might like it. I especially like the song ''Good girl, bad boy'', ''Smooth'', ''Dig your roots'' and ''God, your mama and me'' which is actually with Backstreet boys, so bad for my rock and roll rep but shit I love it...

Here's a little something to end this post with. Spent way over 20 hours working on this drawing, almost tearing my hair out because drawing in color is hell but somehow I made it through. It was hard but I'm pleased with the end result. It's Eleanor Tomlinson and Aidan Turner as Demelza and Ross Poldark in the tv show Poldark which I may or may not love a little too much. And the other is just a quick snap of the night sky I took tonight, wishing airplanes were shooting stars...

Alright let me put on some Warrant, Motley, Guns and Skid to get outta the mood I'm in. Funny how all these bands I love most are either ''over'' or incomplete...

Enjoy your weekend guys, do something fun or stay in watching Netflix both is cool. Stay safe.

The sound of silence.

''She's sundress cotton, he's grease on a Carhartt shirt, she's a candle in the wind, he's a light it up and let it burn and everytime she's with him, all she wants to do is kiss him, starts thinking maybe she can fix him, he's thinking he's love to let her try.''

What do you do when you don't know what to do? When you're completly lost looking for someone or something to tell you where to go, what to do...do you look for a sign or something? Do you turn to people you trust? Do you gaze at the stars wondering about life out there? Wondering about your life, where you might end up, wondering what the future holds for you...and if you do...what do you imagine? What are your desires? What do you see? But these are the wrong questions aren't they? I think the question I should be asking is something along the lines of,...you got a dream, you got a goal, a wish, now are you brave enough to go after it? I like to think of myself as bold and brave and determined but sometimes I'm just not...there are things that people would probably find silly, simple things, little things, that absolutely terrify me. Though to be honest there is no space for fear in my life. No space to doubt, no space for self loath. It's crazy isn't it? Years and years of edjucation and nobody teaches us to love ourselves. Maybe because that is a lesson we should learn on our own? Though a little push wouldn't hurt. Just as little advice wouldn't either. I admit, sometimes I loose my way too, sometimes I doubt, sometimes I don't know what to do and I don't know what I want. In moments like those when I feel like anxiety is going to get the better of me I try to get it through to myself that I need to calm down. We all need to calm down. Our dreams are not outta reach if we are willing to work hard for them. May it be traveling, may it be art, poetry, photography, music, as long as you're ready to fight and never give up you already did half the battle...and isn't then when life is really worth living? When you reach your goals, your dreams become your reality, when you prove all those who doubted you wrong? Those are the moments to live for...And in the mean time you gotta learn how to enjoy in the little things in life. Like when people who care about you ask you how you're doing, or ask you about something you told them a while back, showing you they listen to you...or falling into your bed with fresh sheets after a long hard day...or petting a random dog, just think of it this way, the dog tugged on it's leash just to come say hello to you...or watching the sunrise, a new day, a new begining, nothing better then that...or putting on your favorite artists new album for the first time, and every other time...or that moment when it's pouring rain and you have nowhere to be so you can roll over and stay in bed or lie on the sofa with a good book...or maybe that moment when you do something, like try a new recipe, change a lightbulb, change the oil on your car, nothing major but a small victory that I know will make you feel good about yourself...I suppose what I'm trying to say is that we need to learn how to live more, laugh more and above all how to love more and where else to start if not by loving ourselves?

In other news, here's a drawing I finished this week, in between stressing myself out over exams for no reason because guess what? I passed them both *fuck yes* and seeing a movie premiere, the Bridget Jones's baby, which by the way was actually really good, so funny too...and two pictures I took...my photography creativity is so dead lately...*sigh* but enjoy these anyways...

And more importantly before I wish you a pleasant weekend and a good night...today is the Boss's birthday...the only real love of my life. Hah, Bruce I love you, thank you for everything you do, thank you for sharing your amazing music with the world and thank your for all the inspiration you give us. I know life is hard on you sometimes but you're a fucking fighter and I have nothing but mad respect for you. Thank you. Happy birthday.

Good night guys, stay safe out there.

''She's a good girl, sky blue, turquoise, fallin' for a bad boy, drivin' that Detroit, big block cruising up the blacktop, turning up a corn row, scare crow, farmhouse, gravel road, comin' for a good girl counting down the sunset, never been broke heart racing like a corvette, got a little wild fire burning in her angel eyes, probably ain't never been lost after midnight. Tryin' to be a good girl, but fallin' for a bad boy...''

Tell me when a kiss of love becomes a lie, that bears the scar of sin too deep to hide behind, this fear of running unto you, please let there be light In a darkened room.

Today I just really want to share something. Some advice. There are some things that you should never ever never say to an artist. I personally listen to these all the time and they anger me so much I can hardly put it into words...

“Do a drawing for me! Or draw me!”

Uh excuse me have you heard of commissions? How about a payment? This is taking time, money and not to mention years of practice.

''Why should I pay you it's just a drawing.''

For real? This is just beyond offensive! If it's just a drawing then fucking do it yourself.

''You're so lucky you were given this talent.''

Really? Fucking really? What do you think a fairy god mother sprinkled me with fairy dust and I was given the ''gift''? Uh no. I got no gift, I am where I am because I started drawing since before I started kindergarden and haven't stopped since. Dedication and hard work that's what it is not magic.

“That’s a hobby not a job. Or okay that's great but what is your real job?”

A fucking porn star. How come art isn't a real job? Are digital artists not making every single visual thing you see on a daily basis possible for you? How about tattoo artists? Photographers that take pictures of your wedding day or whatever else? That aint art or what? Fuck you!

''I wish I had so much time to do nothing like you do.''

Oh my god! I apologize if I chose to spend my time doing something else then stuffing my hands down my pants or killing my brain cells with reality shows. Really. How stupid of me to be doing that.

''This is such a waste of time you know.''

This one makes me want to chop heads. If something I love and something I'm good at is wasting time then what isn't?

''You should draw this instead or you should draw this and this...''

No I fucking shouldn't. I draw what I want to draw. I am not here to please the ignorant. I draw what I like. Art is expressing yourself and it's not much of an expression if you're painting by numbers.

''You should give some of your works for free so you get more attention from people.''

Are you fucking kidding me?! That is excatly why artist are struggling! Why free? Why wouldn't people who pay you fairly spread the word for you??? Here's an idea why don't you volunteer some extra hours in your job or volunteer to something free to ''gain followers for your boss''? Maybe you'll get more ''attention'' then.

''Aren't you done by now?''

Do people asume you spit on a canvas and it's done? Maybe I'd be done sooner if you'd stop fucking bothering me?

''This is not art''

Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder art is subjective to a person. So excuse you what is art is a matter of opinion. I find art and inspiration in things that are completly everyday and common so please. Shut it.

''You need to change this and this and this...''

No I don't. What I do need though is for people like you to shut your dumb mouth and stop spitting out opinions I never wanted in the first place.

''Photography is not art!''

ARE.YOU.FUCKING.KIDDING.ME?!

''Can I have - borrow some of your pencils and tools?''

Sure, can I have fifty thousand dollars? Just because...

''Can I get a lower price?''

I'm sorry but do you go to the butchers or a clothing store and bargain the price? Like for real?

And my personal favorite;

''I hear all artists are either strange or always moody or bitchy.''

And yet you still wonder why? I can't stress this enough how much these things piss me off. People are fucking stupid I get it. But I feel so disrespected. People just make demands and act all offended when I ask them to pay for what they want. And I can't be offended when you just presume I'm supposed to do it for free? Do you have any idea, any idea in the slightest how much money I spend on pencils, color pencils, special erasers, shading tools, sharpeners, pens, and how many fucking hours of my free time? Do you have an idea? No? I know you don't. What brought this on? Another idiot that wanted a portrait, was dead set on having one but as soon as I told him he's going to have to wait a month because obviously I have other things to do as well, he got all rude and mean saying I need to do it right away like I'm a fucking machine or some shit only here to please the people. Which of course doesn't even matter because as soon as I told him he has to pay for it he suddenly realized he doesn't even want a drawing. Because obviously art should be free and obviously artists should be slaves to humanity or some shit. Okay...I'm so mad. Which is excatly why I put on this baby and played it as loud as I possibly can, trying to rid myself of idiotism that surrounds me...

Fuck I love Skid Row so much. They are absolutely amazing. Like every lyric, every vocal, every guitar riff. Amazing. I honestly believe that next to Guns n' Roses Skid Row are the other best band of the 80's. Fight me on this I dare you but there is no singer with vocals like Sebastian. There just isn't. He is absolutely perfect, the voice is so breathtaking, emotional, clear and oh so powerful. And the songs yet heavy are so melodic and the solos. Amazing. I hear people wrote them off for being too ''soft'' after listening to their debut album. Fucking idiots is all I have to say, Slave to the grind has this special edge and deserves a chance at least if nothing else, though not loving it once you put it on is impossible. This album for me is every bit as legendary and amazing as Appetite is, it's like the moment they came to the scene, created their own world. A fucking amazing rock n roll world. Parting from the easy, softer, generic metal they did in the debut. Don't get me wrong still a great album but this...this is different. I have a confession, I was always a little *okay fine it wasn't just a little* in love with Sebastian, that hair, that style and that voice, holy hell. But when I heard In a darkened room for the first time that's when all hell broke loose, I know I'm done for, I knew this is forever. No matter what the hell is going on this song makes it all okay. No matter how fucked up the day may be how sad, depressed or tortured I may be, that song makes it alright. What's also so amazing on this album is that here everything was alright, they were working together as band and you can see different styles and types formed together into their music. Pretty damn amazing. Slave to the grind reached number one on the Billboard 200, selling over 130,000 copies in the first week it came out. There is no denying that this was one of the best albums in this genre and in general time period. And honestly it's so underrated it's making me want to cry. This album is raw, agressive, totally into your face, nothing like the polished sound Bon Jovi have. I mean it starts with a fiery bang of the Monkey business which is one of my faves *I have a lot of favorite songs yes*. Then you got Living on a chain gang and Riot act and even Mudkicker, which go slightly political proving that hair metal, heavy metal isn't just long hair and leather but so much more. And quite honestly In a darkened room and Wasted time as ballads or power ballads if you will have more soul more character then anything simillar released at the same time. Which brings us to something that's still tearing my heart apart today. They had every chance to be one of the biggest rock bands *same as Guns n' roses* and we all know how that ended. I don't know what Bach and Bolan had, all I know is that if a split really was all around wheter they were or weren't ''too big'' to be an opening band for Kiss that's bloody fucking stupid. And ruining a perfect band over something so petty...breaks my heart. Either way I might be taking sides yes, they are all amazing musicians but everything after Bach left? No thanks. I just adore his voice and Skid Row without that voice is just not the same. That being said, please pick up this album, play it loud and enjoy it, it is absolutely flawless. Might chase away some monday blues. Take care guys, stay safe, see you on friday, asuming I live, got an annoying week in front of me.

Metallica, cara mia!

What did I do this week? Went to a beer fountain. The first one in Europe I've been told. Pretty amazing huh? Located in my old town. A town I miss sometimes to be honest. I miss it more then I'm willing to admit. Either way it's also a town known for it's hops so building a beer fountain in the middle of it is nothing but a great idea. Here's the deal, you buy a mug which you can later keep, it's microchipped and allows you to try 100ml of each of the 5 different types of beer. All different beer, three of them light, two dark. Of course let me point out this is not a place to get drunk at, it's a controlled envirovment meant purely for promoting the culture and history of this tiny town. Hopefully this means more tourists, more life in the city, more beer lovers in the city? It is in fact the very center of hop growing in this country. After all they already have a museum which offers hop picking demonstrations and beer tastings.

Cheers! Or ''Na zdravje'' as we say in Slovenia ;)

And what did I do today to cure a ''bad day'' and rainy blues? Stuff my face with waffles in my favorite hotel...seems a healthier option then drinking yourself into oblivion. Thing is sometimes I am just so done. SO done with people. I said this before I don't consider myself above everyone or the smartest or the best in everything but for fuck sake people are really getting unbearable. We are selling an apartment right, and everything inside that apartment and dealing with people who anwser your adds is becoming hard work. I know I know, don't let it get to you, it doesn't even matter. It really doesn't but when you get about 50 fucking emails and they're all fucking around with you. Which sane person wouldn't snap? I have things for free, I have things for symbolic price. Like three or five euros and these fucking idiots who let me point out NEVER saw me in their lives email me shit like ''will you drop the price if I tell you you're pretty?''. Are you fucking kidding me? What kinda sexist bullshit is that? It's offensive. You wouldn't say that to a man would you? Seriously fuck off. Then there's people who want to buy books for like five euros and have shipping included in that price. Which with our post means not only me giving them books for free but also paying for their shipping because it would cost a hell of a lot more then five euros. And then when I refuse I'm a ''rude bitch'' are you fucking kidding me?! Fuck all of you. Don't get me started on the furniture. So many people want it so many people are interested but they either want it for free or want me to deliver it. Is this a fucking joke? What the hell is the matter with you? So not only you want me to give you valueble stuff for free but you want me to literally deliver it too? Fuck off. I can't do this no more. I literally can NOT deal with this level of stupidity anymore. Is there no normal people left? Not even one?! God save me from this place before I loose my mind. Jesus christ. But alright, deep breath, calm down. It's not even worth it. Enough negativity, how about I share some quotes that I absolutely love by Charles Bukowski?

''There is a place in the heart that will never be filled; a space. And even during the best moments, and the greatest times, we will know it.''

''Human relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stops.''

''Something else is hurting you - that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so f*cking loud you can’t think.''

''The area dividing the brain and the soul is affected in many ways by experience. Some lose all mind and become soul: insane. Some lose all soul and become mind: intellectual. Some lose both and become: accepted.''

''Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.''

''The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.''

Perfect aren't they? And speaking of perfect...this just came out...

And trust me when I say this it is absolutely amazing. Pain is so relatable to me I fell in love with it the moment I heard it. But either way the entire record is amazing. I absolutely adore it, maybe not as much as Restoring force but that doesn't mean it's not just as good if not even better. Give it a chance sometime it really is a good album. Now excuse me while I turn it up and sob because they're coming to Europe and I'm going to have to miss them. I hate it. *sigh* Enjoy the weekend guys, don't let the rain get you down ;)

Raise your hand

''She's a product of being raised in the country. She knows her roots and works hard for her money. A southern drawl with dark tan legs, ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.''

Remember last time you took time for you? And really relaxed? No? Neither do I. But yesterday was alright. Spent it at the lake sippin coke and whiskey like the country girl I am. Don't worry, no skinny dipping this time. Hah. It was nice. Forgetting about the world for a bit and people in it. Nice. Untill people actually showed up and the place turned into a huge fucking tourist attraction like the Eiffel tower. Time to go. I mean relaxation in my book means silence, nature and no fucking people anywhere. I should be so lucky huh? I hear there's a place in Alaska with more dogs then people. Doesn't that sound perfect? Hah. But well since that is impossible I'll turn up the music real loud and just forget about everything...

Choice of the day. Miss Joplin. I love her. That voice. That fucking voice it's something special. I always say there never was a singer like her and there won't ever be another singer like her. Though you know, her talent is often overshadowed by her tragic story which has now became a legend. This album is honestly one of my favorites, in general and by her. It really shows her the way I believe she would like to be remembered in the environment she was happiest. On stage, in front of a microphone. Drowning in music and singing so real, so raw and so painful that there are times when it gets too much. There are some ''purists'' who don't like this album, guess what I have to say to that? Fuck em. It's a great album, even the song Harry. I mean do we even have to go into the fact that there are four bands on this album? Full Tilt Boogie, Big Brother & The Holding Company, the Paul Butterfield Blues Band and the Kozmic Blues Band. Damn this was a mouthfull hah. The album features nine songs, studio and live, aparently it's a less known album but holy shit it's so good. I was never much of a fan in the past *what the hell was I thinking right?* but this album made me a fan. I put it on out of curiosity and fell completly in love with it. I enjoyed every moment, every song, every note. Raise your hand quickly became one of my favorite songs, but then again all of them are, recorded with passion and a voice that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. That's all I can really say. This is music the way it should be, when it pulls you in, gives you goosebumps and leaves you speachless. Janis we lost you way too soon and it is so damn tragic, I know you had so much more to give to the world. I hope you're in a better place now. A world nicer then this one was to you. Guys, listen to this record sometime, it really is nothing short of perfection.

R.I.P. Janis Joplin 1943 - 1970

All I ever needed was you.

There you lay and here I stand he knelt down on his knees and took her by the hand. We seen some good times been through some bad but somewhere between the laughter and the tears we sure had a lot of great years, she said; we didn't need fortune didn't need fame just a little shelter from the rain, your hand to hold onto, when times got tough you pulled me through...We didn't need a castle made of stone just you there as I grow old your heart to hold onto all I ever needed was you, was you.

I'm slightly drunk so please bare with me if there's any silly mistakes in this post. I'm trying, I swear. Don't give me whatever look it is that you're giving me right now. It's 11 fucking pm and I'm home already in front of my laptop. And I was drinking with my dad so...that counts for something no? Hah. No but for real I had a messed up fucking week and this is probably the only reason why nobody is dead. Or why I'm not slamming my head into a wall. Or tearing my hair out. Too much stress, too much work, too much people, too much everything. I am done. There. Done. So I decided to take it out on my credit card. Who better to abuse then a credit card? I didn't max it out this time...only did a little damage.

Work hard play hard kinda thing. Kinda. Well I learned something this week. Don't push your limits too hard. They will push back and it will hurt as hell. I need to learn to relax, I need to learn to not take things so serious, I need to learn to stress myself less. I need to get a fucking grip on myself that's what I need to do. Pull it together. I am literally driving myself insane by overthinking everything. What's my solution to that? Well the plan is that the next time I catch myself doing that I will do something that needs no thoughts put into it. Like watch the rain drops on the window, or the trees and grass moving in the wind. I will force myself to stop, take a breath and just be thankful to be alive and no matter how fucked up everything seems the world is beautiful and wasting time in thoughts that shouldn't even be in my head in the first place is so stupid and time consuming and a waste of moments that could be happy moments...

Here's my daily wisdom for you, I've got more but not right now. Right now I'm about ready for a shower and bed. This time hopefully sleeping through the entire night with no people screaming around me or stupid fucking music or god forbid neighbors deciding oh why now destroy the whole fucking house at one in the morning. Sure great idea. What is sleep anyway and who needs it. At least I have a plan B. If all else fails and I won't be able to sleep here's what I'll do...I have this Bret Michaels drawing I need to finish up and it sounds like a great idea. Guys enjoy your weekend, try to relax it's good for you I promise. Take care, stay safe, look after one another.

Remember our first dance, our first kiss I pictured my life with you to be just like this. You stood by me, I stand by you, we share the laughter joy and pain but it's a moment like this I hope it never ends. We didn't need a castle made of stone, just you there as I grow old, your heart to hold onto, all I ever needed was you. Share my life with you, I thank you for sharing your life with me, for giving me a reason to believe, for loving me for who I am.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down.

Remember when I said I'll be getting drunk and sleeping through the weekend? Yeah that didn't happen. I forgot about one little problem. My family. And another one. Work. So help me god my body runs on caffeine and sugar alone. Just waiting till it crashes and I won't even be able to get up. I got such chronic sleep deprivation I'm not even tired no more I swear. Bad. Yes. Do I have time to fix it or live a bit healthier? No not really. And what do I do in between when I have time and I could be sleeping? I draw. Music up loud, usually Elvis Presley or Jurassic park theme song on reply and I just draw. Not as good as sleeping but way more relaxing...I finished this piece of Captain America...

The reference was a picture or a painting I'm not sure, I saw it on tumblr once and I couldn't find it again, so I decided to sketch it out. Not sure how accurate it is but it looks like him so that's good enough no? It took me twenty plus hours, so many nerves and tears *quite literally* spent on the hair but I suppose I'm happy with the end result...and here's what was playing during, on reply, I must of heard it at least 3 or 4 times...

I don't even like the Beatles much I've said that a million times and I probably will a million more. I like the biggest most cliche hits and then it ends. I don't think there will come a time when I'll be able to sit through the entire White album. Hah. But this one is so different. It's fun. I love it. So it's a movie soundtrack y'all probably know that. Me being the idiot that I am, had no idea. ''The Beatles had movies? Seriously mother what are you talking about?'' just shows you how much I know about the Beatles. Zero. What I do know is that the song Help was supposed to be a sad, whiney, slow ballad but was turned around into what it is today and thank god for that because it's actually one of my favorites and it wouldn't be if it was slow and boring. I suppose this album is so unlike the Beatles that it just works. And to be honest Yesterday is an amazing song not to mention that they actually recorded the song with a chamber music ensemble which you know was never done by a group before. Probably one of the reasons why it became one of their most famous songs too. Just one of the many little touches or things that make the Beatles stand out in the crowd of all other groups of their time, that and of course the originiality of their music and lyrics. And you know what I believe makes this album great as well? The Beatles met Dylan back in 64 and his infulence really shines through on this record. I mean You've got to hide your love away sounds excatly like Dylan, and I'm not saying this in a bad way, it actually really works. Another thing that kinda stands out for me is the lyrics of You're gonna lose that girl, I mean Lennon is actually telling some random man that he is treating his woman like shit so he promises to steal her? Crazy. Lennon logic I suppose. But the vocals are amazing on that song the way Lennon switches keys with such ease never fails to amaze me. Now I know Beatles fans will chew my ass for this one, if not for not liking them in the first place but I honestly feel this album is underrated and isn't getting enough love at all. I know there are plenty better Beatles albums out there but I suppose it's a matter of taste. I really love this one. The music on it is perfect and it could easily stand next to any album they put out later. So if you're like me, not too sure or not much of a fan, give it a try you might actually enjoy it like I do.

Alright, it's getting late, I'm beat, I'll go get some sleep, hopefully, pray for me that I make it through the week. It's going to be hard. Take care guys, stay safe out there, look after one another, and I'm sorry that this is so short but my mind is pretty blank lately. *sigh* Good night.

American Girl

Did you miss me guys? C'mon I know you did! This past week was madness. Complete and total chaos. Which in general I mostly spent studying like an idiot. I got a good feeling but I don't want to jinx myself before I find out the results. The exams were difficult as fuck. I'm not joking it was madness. I did manage some time in between to have some fun. Or better yet I was forced to have fun. Which in the end wasn't so bad, turns out sometimes you need to relax. Go figure huh? I spent friday night getting wasted on a Havana night drinking mojito's and trying and failing at Salsa dancing. It's fun though, I might actually take some lessons. I used to do ''dirty dancing'' and loved it, but that was a long time ago. Havana night ended with me sober on the other part of town watching a cover band that does all kinds of 80's rock songs and to say they're good is an understatment, the guys are fucking fantastic. But then again if you're gonna play Sweet child o' mine then that's all you really need to make me love you. There aren't many things on this planet that I love like I love Guns n' roses...

Rock n' roll!

The ''fun'' stopped though when I got home way too late for my own good and was forced to get up in the middle of the night. Okay. It was 8 am. But seriously in the middle of the damn night. No particular reason for it either. I tried to study but who would of known tired brain will no cooperate. What a revelation huh? Spent the rest of the day up on the castle. They have these events every last weekend in August. It's fun. I don't even know why I'm up there each year but still it gives you something to do, even if you do flirt with firemen and listen to knights sing Tokio Hotel songs. Hah. Very medieval of them...

If nothing else the view from up there made me remember that I really love my home town. It's small and the people might drive me insane sometimes but it's home. You only got one of those, and mine is pretty incredible to be honest. I complain over it all the time but truth to be told I wouldn't trade it for anything...

In the middle of all this madness I realized why it's important to take time for yourself. A little ''me time'' you know. Honestly I felt like shit to do won't end this week and I was losing my mind, borderline tearing my hair out and the only problem was that I was pushing myself way too hard, I could still get everything done if I just took an hour or two in between to rest. Honestly we all need to cut ourselves some slack or take a little breath if not for our sanity then for our bodies... they won't coopearate forever and my headaches and body pain made me see clearly that I've had enough. So I took some time to breathe, put on a new record I just got *Skid Row's Slave to the grind, I'm so happy about it!* and got lost in drawing for a while and it was amazing! I felt relaxed and calmer and less stressed...Here's a little something that happened during that time...

Chris Hemsworth as James Hunt in the movie Rush, it took me forever, it took me all the remaining nerves because the red pencil kept breaking and because I have a million of different colors but none makes blonde hair look right, but here we are now, I'm not particulary happy with it, I know it could be better but I wanted to share anyways to show you guys that art isn't always perfect, every artist has a bad day sometimes...I hate it but it happens...

Alright, that's about it from me today, I have things to attend, things that involve getting drunk and sleeping through the weekend...horrible fucking idea but seriously I don't care. I had about enough of everything and everyone this week. Take care, have fun, stay safe! Good luck to everyone who started school again this week! You'll do great I know! And if you don't that's alright too, your inteligence and worth isn't defined by grades.