i'm not always listening to you, and that's when these little marks of lead find their way on to every piece of paper i've ever touched. i've only scanned a few uninteresting doodles from 8th grade because that's when i had a scanner... but there are lots more. looking at them now i see they are the worst things ever created... please... don't look... i should just delete this page. i just... eh lazy... anyway. there are also times when i draw things more than an obese baby telling a ready-to-kill bee "no." but most of those drawings are bigger than a certain someone's scanner, so they will continue to sit inside that colorful suitcase which i trip over everyday. anyway, i scanned the covers of two spirals and some poo that was smeared inside them.

-slightly larger than sketches-
shmee the cover of my history spiral from 8th grade... i tried to draw squee, but he has a rather large forehead, and the padded floor is a little... eh.
gegege monkeys lived on the cover of my 8th grade english spiral... they're giggly because they hit me in the eye with their feces.
geh we had to draw an insect in art in 8th grade so... i drew this. some of its pinchers didn't fit on the scanner.
aw another assignment from art class in 8th grade. it's part of a littleguy drawing, but since it was in a sketchbook, his once wonderfully defined illuminated fur which outlined him was smudged against another page, so... it's not as sharp or dark as it was the day i drew it.
eee i drew this in 6th grade. you know what it's from.


-doodles of doom... a horrible misrepresentation of everything regarding me and the things i draw.-

cyclops bald steinbeck oh dear pointless gross piggy
pie?