It's strange. For over a year my drawings have been scattered in various sketchbooks or tucked away in books around my room. It's become a sort of pleasant surprise when I find something I forgot I even drew. But because I should be studying for my exam tomorrow I wisely decided to fill the porfolio given to be for my birthday (6 months ago), and now all my best work is safely put away... all in the same place.

I know I already said it, but it's strange. The cumulative work of years is held in one little notebook.  

I'm working on a portrait of a cat... I know, sounds silly. I'm putting the  WIP in scraps if you'd like to check it out.

Well, I have a friggin' date tomorrow. Believe me, no one's more suprised than me. Send good vibes so it goes well!