and I have to be up early tomorrow.
The only thing about yesterday is that a black guy crossed the street sooner than he wanted to, to talk to me and get my number. All because of my big hair. 
I was running late for school, so I told him I couldn’t stop. I wish it was someone that was more my type.
ok… I guess I’m writing now.
Now before I switched over to today, I have to say that my rendering teacher thinks that I’m improving. I feel like I’ve said this. Odd. Well we did colours yesterday and other than not saturating the colour in the space I gave it enough, he liked it.
Now for today. I got one of four pages completed. Which is just as well since he gave me another section to draw. If I drew anymore I would have had to start back over. But I think that he gave me something else to do because I hadn’t gone that far in drafting up my other wall section.
I got up a little later than I did the day before since I didn’t really know what to do, and then I got lost in reading something that I found on line. Very not school related. So that would be why I only got One sheet done.
Last night I bought some grapes for two dollars that I got from this guy at school. I sell school supplies in my free time. 
So I get home with my grapes last night and my mom eats almost all of them, so today on my way home again, I checked my pockets and found two more dollars so I got another bag. This time black seedless. Yesterday it was read seedless. That was a nice ‘invention’. You know people created the seedless grape right?
Oh, I seem to be now posting my poems over on DA now. They are well received it seems. I should post a fractal before I crawl into bed.
One last thing before I get off again. I got our optimum account fixed so now we have the optimum app on all our Apple products. We can watch live tv. scroll through a nice looking tv guide. Set up things to be recorded and watch On Demand shows/Movies. It also acts as I remote for the cable box.
Ok, that’s it. I’m out of here. Sleep well everyone.
I remembered my mom.
She went to Canada 3 weeks back. I know I said something about it.
Well she came back Sunday morning. She brought back stuff with her too. Stuff to knit with. It seems to be hard to find what she likes here, but found it easy enough up there.
She had fun. Everything seemed to have worked out well for her, even if she forgot what day she booked her trip to Toronto for. 
Let’s see?
I don’t want to talk about school. I might be getting betting better with my rendering class. My teacher seems to think so. I think that I might have felt differently if I was giving it more time. But with my detailing class, that’s not going to happen. I’m trying to read over and do some home work on my book class. Because of how my ‘well’ my first project went over with my design class, I think I should do good there. And I think I have more free time, or will have more free time, since I’m going to do the next project, or I’m going to try and do my next project in AutoCad.
I haven’t touched the program since the end of my AutoCad class last semester. I think I should have signed up to take another AutoCad class during the summer. I think I need to have reason or a plan really, before I open AutoCad. I’ll see if I could do something for the winter break at another school. I need to get that list of schools I can move credits from and to.
As for today, I got up at 7:30ap. But after waking up, taking a bath, getting something to eat, then hanging out on line checking mail and DA comments and stuff, It was after 9:30 by the time I left the house. When I got the shuttle, I ended up just missing the train so I had to wait for the next one. By the time I made it to the next station to transfer and have the train show up, it was like 9:56am.
I seem to just back petal and not get very far. I spent most of the day just doing research and trying not to fall asleep and getting some lunch.
Then I worked on darkening what I had gotten done and put in the dimension lines and more or less just prepping it for when I had to my lettering. I just ran into a block with doing my windows. I wish I had gotten that done, so I could work on my other two sheets tomorrow and look like I was finished instead of just passing the half way mark.
Oh, my class had to do two wall sections of this old brick city home. I did one section through a fireplace/chimney and the other had to go through the fright of the building. The one going through the front of the building is the one giving me hard ache right now.
So I’m off to bed. Later than I would have liked, but I’ll just get up at 8:30 instead and save breakfast for a take out affair since I only have cereal in the house. I could make some quick oatmeal. I’ll see.
Well that’s it.
Oh, no it isn’t. Just remembered.
My Inuyasha FanFic Is Now Finished!
Yeah. How could I have forgotten to tell you that? It finished it a while ago too. I ended on chapter 91. I somehow seemed to have ended it on a slight cliffhanger. I didn’t see it that, but one of my readers did. Now I’ve posted all chapters on DA and Fanfiction.net. I’m still updating over on my Scribd account. I even made a cover for it, but I’m waiting for official permission from the owners of the bits I used to make it.
I have one. One other person seemed to have fallen off the face of DA, so I’m waiting for the last person to get back to me. Once I get the ok, I’ll work and putting them all together with the cover and book mark each chapter in a pdf file.
Ok, I have more, but I have to at least start laying down now.
Night. See ya tomorrow. I’ll let you know about the blow out from today and the rest of my day from today.
What was the last thing I wrote here?
I do know it’s been at least a week.
And even then I’m sure I held a few things back.
Like three weeks back or so I got my brother to take me into school for just after 8am. I’ve been measuring my other days by that, but I haven’t come close to that on my own. On a few days I was only there for like two hours.
Oh, I finished my first project for one of my classes and made a very bad model to go along with it. It wasn’t meant to be a sturdy as the others since I was trying to show how it would travel and come apart since I thought that was one of the selling points.
The teacher will be posting it, along with a pic of me that I’m sure I’m going to hate, and I’ll just point you there and you can see the others that were submitted at the same time. Now I think, as of presentation day, I had the most complete project and viable concept. Now I have work on the next one. A comuntiy center. You would think it wouldn’t be that hard. But I have a few things against me.
One, I don’t think I’ve really been in one. And two, I think we should stay a little away from making just a box of a building.
My other class that I was going in early for just … lets just say that teacher I was happy with for a most of last week.
Now it get interesting.
You saw my pic below right? The one of my grade in my only book class. I was feeling really happy with that class until my sister sent me a text to tell me that Nika wasn’t home yet. When she texted me that, It was already after 7pm.
So when class was over I was texting back and forth with her to find out what happened what was done and who was contacted.
In short, Nika never came home. No one she knew, from her friends to the girl next door, haven’t seen so the cops were called to help find her.
Then I get home about 20 mins before the cops come back again and ask for something for the scent dogs to help find her. I came home to find her mother crying in bed, but when the cops came back, she had already left the apt to ‘look around’. She couldn’t stay still any longer.
Then a little after 10 pm, an hour after I got home, Nika rings the bell to come in. I thought that maybe the cops found her and let her buzz the bell. But no. She came walking in on her own looking tired.
When she rang the bell, her mother was on the phone, so we told her that she was home. Then the cops called her, and they came over to see her and find out what was going one and to return the pillow case.
At this point, we find out that she took the bus and got lost. You would think, oh well, that kinda understandable. But here is where it’s wrong.
One, she takes the train home. Two, she doesn’t know how the bus home and never have. Three, her mother asked her if she wanted to be showen how to get home by bus. She told her no, without even thinking about it the night before.
She told them, in such a way, that she got lost, that they didn’t believe her. This is when I find out that the night before another 11 year old girl was kidnapped and that they had called in extra people to help find her. They were searching parks and brought in the scent dogs. I don’t think I really knew what they had come before for, until then. Still. There was no look of guilt on this girl’s face at all.
The real story? 
Well, We had everyone that knew her, or my mom calling, when she was missing, then it spread just as fast once she was home.
The next day I went to school, but she was ‘sick’ and her mom called 911 and an ambulance came for her. Good Grief! What made that so perfect? At the start of the week if not the week before, a social worker came looking for her and her mom because she had missed so many days of school for the semester/school year.
We told them that this was going to happen. That she just can’t not go to school. That she had to go to sleep on time so she could wake up to go school. But no. And then her mother doesn’t push her to go to school anyway to teach her to go to bed on time.
Speaking of which. I have to be in bed too. I have to make up for not getting to school on Saturday. I didn’t have a class. I just go in for a few hours to draw and get my sketch book to do my home work for Monday’s class.
So I’m expecting to come home and find the social worker here one night and she will be surprised to see how much… input we really have with raising Nika.
I don’t know what else to say right now. But I’m sure I’ll think of something tomorrow. I’ll try again to add on to this in a new entry and let you know how my day went.
