Sorry I've been so inactive lately guys. I just don't have as much time to do stuff because of school.

Anyway, for Marketing class, we're making our own cereal brands. I just spent 53 minutes making the front cover of mine. What do you guys think of my idea? I'm pretty happy with it. ;)

LOOK, LOOK, THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND: BLUEBOYBUILDS MADE ME A FANSKIN (Can't @ cause I'm on mobile rn)

Your female dad...? | Fanskin

Happy Friday the 13th! 🔪🩸

Oh man, I get to cross out the age in my about section again. Now I'm only one year away from adulthood. Blegh.

I'm aging too quickly. One of these days I'm just gonna wake up with grey hair and a wrinkly face. I actually gotta start DOING things with my life TvT

Can't believe I came to PMC at 13 and now I'm 17. It feels like a whole new world of experience..



Also, Happy October! IT'S THE HALLOWEEN SPOOKY MONTH WOOOOO 🎃

I care broski 🤘😎🔥🔥

BILLIS IS BACK! (Does anyone even remember original Billis? lol)

Okay, here's the speedpaint of the drawing that won the poll. :D

100th share haha. #LightModeGang (yes, I know this post is 2 years old T^T)

go say hi to Fins

Story time and rant.

I just did my first job working at a concession stand with my grandpa and grandma because they needed some extra help (There were HUNDREDS of people wanting food, which I was not expecting). I was gonna be a cash register person, but once we started getting customers, I realized I'm super slow at math. My grandpa even tried making it easier for me by making all the prices whole numbers, but the third set of customers really messed me up. The couple seriously ordered a $6.00 item and a $9.00 item and frickin' gave me a 50 DOLLAR BILL! I didn't even have a slot for it in the lil' plastic register. T^T

So after the couple left, my grandma kicked me off the register and sent me to make fries. Then after a while of making the fries, a friend of theirs took that job too, and I was just kinda left to sit on the steps outside. I felt so useless. Then I became a messenger for my gramps and his friend Rob (Who was working in the kitchen in a different building) and I just kept running back a forth, sometimes bringing back beans, chille, or hotdogs, telling Rob exactly what was needed.

After about 2 more hours, I was kinda just sitting and eating chips, guarding the door I guess. I remember a little 9-year-old girl with her dog was trying to find a way to make money or get free food. She walked up to the door and didn't even acknowledge my existence. Her dog got right up in my face, but I like dogs so it wasn't that bad. I just started petting it and that's when she said "¢50 to pet the dog!" I kinda looked at her like she was crazy and she walked away and yelled "You have to pay, BOY!" I replied, "I'm broke" and kinda just laughed. She stood talking with her friends for a bit, before coming back up to the open door and looking inside, ignoring my existence once more. I began secretly petting the dog again and she didn't seem to notice. One of her friends then said, "You can't go in there, you have the dog." AND THIS KID STRAIGHT UP SAID "So?" That's when I kinda had to intervene. Before she could go in, I gently grabbed the doggo's collar and told the girl that bringing the dog in there would be unsanitary and would get her in big trouble. After that, she kinda just left to go do things with her friends.

This whole event lasted from 5-10PM. God, I was so tired. In the end there were $74 in the tip jar and my grandpa gave me $20. Honestly, I don't even feel like I deserve that much for the amount of work I did. All the adults did so much more than me. Hell, we still gotta do this for 2 more days! This is gonna be a long weekend..

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