Oats

My friend Eloise and I went out for some Adventure Time a couple of days ago. We drove spontaneously through the city, ending up at the hills. Eloise's car not being able to make it up any of the hills, we decided to follow some signs which lead us to a Quarry. We got out, grabbed the camera, and went wild. Literally. The photos do follow a story, but it is a very poor story which follows Eloise Aunty and Uncle with an Octopus Farm on the Chatham Islands. I was somewhat hungover, which explains the poor effort on the outfit/facial front.










But more importantly, I am certain I have come to a conclusion on how I will be spending next year. I have bitten the conformism-bullet and decided to go to University. Even if it's just for a year, or if I flunk out half way through.. At least I will know, will be living in a different city and will have made new friends. And it will bide me some good time until I can do fine arts, and serve as good inspiration for some new doodles. So now I have to work out papers, student loans, flatting... All of that crap. Sigh. I sincerely hope it is worth it, as I do have my reservations.


Would you rather swallow a hair so long that you would have to pull for three days straight to get it out, or have a bug flapping around in your ear for three days straight?