As I am waking up memories of last night are staring to come back. The pounding in my head is making it hard to remember much, yet it seems like its all there waiting to come out. As I slowly sit up the smell of coffee and eggs hit me. Such a wonderful yet disgusting smell all at once. I know that while my stomach is asking me for food once I give in, it will reward me by making me puke. I know this for I’ve made the mistake before. While I make my way to the kitchen I see a few of my friends on the bedroom floor still sleeping it of. As I come out of the room I see one of my friends on the couch and another on the coffee table. At this I laugh which makes my head hurt even more. I start to wonder which one of my friends is well enough to have made breakfast for us. Most of us were drinking way more than we had intended to and no one ever wants to get up to make breakfast. The pounding in my head suddenly got worse and I had to stop and lean against the wall. I started to think that maybe I shouldn’t drink as much anymore or party too much for that matter. As I walk into the kitchen I see my best friend with a huge smile on her face. “I made breakfast!” she said while pushing a coffee into my hands. Just like most of my memories of the previous night came crashing all at once. Giving me an even grater headache. Maybe my parting days are over.Then she asked “Ready for tonight?” I stood up as straight as I could manage, gave her a smile and said “always”.
Hello everyone! I guess I will start by saying that I’m an Artist. I love drawing and as of a year ago I started painting. Drawing, to me is more than just a hobby. It’s what helps me express whatever I can’t say with words. I’m still learning to find my own style of drawing, something that makes me different from others. I hope to share my artwork with as many people as possible. I also love reading and writing. Even though I’m not great at writing. I hope that this class will help me become a better writer. I would love to one day be able to write and illustrate my own book. Till then I will keep practicing both arts till I get it right.
Arts Desire 