Fatma Loves to Draw!
A drawer in the virtual world, a graphic designer in "real life." In other words, being in the wrong place at the wrong time all the time.
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8AM
Good morning, Tumblr.
Yesterday was the last drawing class, I enjoyed assisting Ben. And the students who stuck around till the very end were awesome.
Ben wants me to do another drawing course with him. I agreed but only if we’re going to make it a crazy one! ;)
Anyway, have a good day everyone. Have a good day, Mayed (since you’re not everyone. since you’re not people). <3
8AM
Good morning.
It is Thursday, last day of the week. Important day for my brother Mayed; decisions. Speaking of brothers, my two other brothers are supposedly in Germany without their tour guide/friend. For the first time, and they hardly speak English, let alone no German whatsoever. I hope they’re safe.
8AM
Good morning, Tumblr.
The songs Mayed bought last night sound nice. :doing-the-mocha-gesture: Haha :P
8AM
I can’t eat.
8AM
Good morning.
My meeting from last week is still being postponed. If Galateia and Kevin were still here we’d be betting on weather we’ll have this meeting or not. I think i used to win all the time. Haha.
8AM
Good morning.
My colleague and I are going to test a map at QNCC. See you later! :)
8AM
Mayed, the scarecrow worked! My colleague told me she needed my help this weekend but she was too scared to call me. Hahaha.
Anyways, i’m so proud of you. Seriously, last night’s news was the best news i’ve heard in a looong time. You’re awesome and we need to celebrate next week. <3
Good morning, Tumblr!
I ran out of blueberries and blackberries so I decided it should be a carroty morning!
Also, I have a deadline at 10 am..!
8AM
I don’t really know how to describe this in words, i’m annoyed this morning.
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.
8AM
Good morning!
My eyes are blood red, and my shoulders feel heavy. I killed zombies in my dream last night using an unsharpened xacto knife. I didn’t hit them on the head, I stabbed them in the chest multiple times.
I don’t know why I’m thinking too much about this dream.
It feels strange to be back at the office after 10 days of holiday.
