HOW SUNNY IS IT TODAY?

damn i wish i had a camera, and i wish i could go for a picnic. grr.

anyway, i decided i'd update this 'journal' shit, and actually write something interesting (if you actually care, lol).

today's my day off from college, so i'm taking a break from my college final piece, which is them 'arcane mermaid' pictures;
which are a bitch to do anyway, cos we've had this project for fucking ages, and i'm now bored of it. ahaha (:

i've realised that i haven't actually posted the poem that i'm illustrating, so...

Through swarming mists and darkened waves,
A secret lurks, a wrecked mermaid,
Too scared to leave her repressed home,
Is trapped inside and overgrown.

Accepting every moment like,
Her last, a raw and racking fight,
Bruised, raped and scarred, hates to be known,
Ora's her name, carved to the bone.

Again ashamed, she hits the sand,
Reminded by her fathers hand,
One day the surface she must find,
Herself, a path in life unwinds.

Success she feels each wave she hits,
Is like a gun with no bullets;
But how come when she strikes the top,
She feels like she just has been shot?

Now at the top she sees a light,
A bit of hope, to fill her life,
As quick as light, he glides to hide,
For her wicked looks have scared the tide.

She's at the top but feels demeaned,
Her tears reflect the moons grim gleen,
But out the corner of her eye,
A reckless bird flashes right by.

Avi's the bird that's reached for aid,
Is stunned to see his luck has changed,
In the shape of 4 men, hell fire has come,
One look at Ora has made them all run.

Avi's terrified, but must say his words,
He's very grateful that she's scared off the herd,
His first thoughts were wrong. "She's nice on the eye"
She's realised now, life's good near the sky.




anyway, i'm off to go watch the rest of scrubs now, and draw some crappy pictures goodbye x