Kayaks and other water related articles.

So, I finally got my kayak. It's orange, and has a picture of a pyrana on it. I've called it Molly. I chose this name because Molly sounds like somebody you can rely on. Also, the kayak is ginger like Molly Weasleys hair. I hope both of these things hold true.

So, I'm heading out for my first kayaking trip today. If I don't post on this blog later, you'll know that I have drowned tragically. Doubtless you will all travel hundreds of miles to come and place flowers and weep by the side of my watery grave.

In other news, I drew a picture.

This Weeks Artwork....

Well, this week I downloaded an app called Sketch a club onto my iPad. I was a bit dubious about drawing on it, but surprisingly it's quite good and easy to draw on- what with my scanner having suffered a sudden and bruta death, digital art is the only kind I can upload right now...

Okay, first I tried my hand at a Japanese Crane.

The words are all from Florence + the machine's latest album, Ceremonials.

Next, I drew a sea cow. (Don't ask why.)

After that, I attempted Herne.

And finally, an illustration of a scene in Terry Pratchett's book, I Shall Wear Midnight. An old story says 'the hare runs into the fire. The fire, it takes her, she is not burned....'

I would love feedback on all these pictures- comment and let me know what you think. Any ideas for themes of pictures would also be awesome.

Stay joyous. :)

Off to parents Evening.

Which should be full of joy and happiness and possibly dancing unicorns. There is no point to this meeting, I can always predict what they're going to say about me. Because it's always the same.

They use lots of teacher speak, but what they always mean is the same. Blah blah blah, needs to shut up more, blah blah blah.

Oh, and as if that wasn't enough, a scary smelly music teacher overheard me calling him a bitch today. Awkward much. To be fair, I was defending my friend, who he's been ignoring. I didn't know he'd be right there- serves him right for creeping up on people.

No need to feel guilty. No need at all, right? Right?!

My friend seemed very upset about him ignoring her. Why? Does she fancy him?

Also, my seat in music had blood on it. Actual blood, for christs sake.


Okay, I need to go get ready for parents evening,(yay?) so I'm off for now.