Hehe yay for happy noodle boy. Speaking of him, I tagged that loveable little spaz on the hood of Fred's car (With his permission of course). Photo soon to come

I've been drawing like a fiend lately in two of my new sketchbooks, but I haven't been able to upload and edit anything. The parental unit is getting even worse. Random people even come up to me saying, "Dude why isn't she in a home??" not really, I lied. But if she actually did leave the house except to buy food, I'm sure they would say that. Story time!

Last summer we were at Subway and she was flipping out about something and she stormed out while I was buying a soda. After she left, the woman behind the counter looked at me and said, "So that's your mother?" I say yes and she replies, "I'm sorry..." I laugh, give her a tip, and go back outside.

Anyway... I've been getting vague dreams about my biological parents. I feel a really strong connection with my father. I can't really explain it at all, but I know he's alive somewhere and when I find him I'm pretty sure there will be something there. I don't really know about my mother. I have a feeling she's just really, really busy, but is thinking about me more since I turn 18 in exactly 40 days.

Holy shit...