day 3: draw

Sheesh. Of all the uncreative things to add to the list, and right after day 2: paint. Wow. Also a late post.


Yesterday, I decided to watch a movie even on a school night. To think that I only have four days of school in a week. I guess I just needed a break from reading and thinking. So on a Wednesday, early dismissal and all, I went home to watch a movie instead of using the time to go to sleep.


So I watched The Art of Getting By, originally entitled Homework. A rom-com film starring Freddie Highmore and Emma Roberts. 

I had a crush on Freddie Highmore since 2004 when I got to watch Finding Neverland. I always thought that he was so much younger than me. He's always in these movies where he's just extremely adorable and tiny. I think he's such an amazing actor because of his really intense roles and since I always think he's you know. A kid. It never occurred to me that he'd be 20 years old now. When I found out, I was all, Come on you can't be serious? August Rush came out in 2007 and I was like, 13 and he'd be 15. But he never did look it in his movie. A late bloomer, I guess.


That's why I was so shocked when I saw the trailer for The Art of Getting By. I was like, He's so tall! When did this happen?!

The movie was okay. Not mind-blowing or anything. I sort of was turned off when George, Highmore's character calls Sally, a "treacherous, sadistic, little hussy". Actually, no. I was laughing at this, just because it's funny and you can hear his brit accent when he says hussy.

It had that "kilig" factor, but only because the guy was such an art geek- totally the dude I'd go for, if that kind actually existed here. His character was pretty cool, for a loner and a messed up guy who likes to draw.

I really got inspired by the way he used his textbooks as drawing pads. I guess being a social outcast makes you really artistic, like your brain feeds on all your loneliness and your angst and turns it into artistic spunk. He practically doodled over trigonometry figures in his math book. It was amaaaaazing. So I decided to do the same.

Haha, get it? Draw. So I did. But on this Algebra book I found on my desk. I never used it. I wish I took a picture before I doodled all over the cover. It had "DON'T BE FOOLED" in the front, while written on the spine was "FOR PROPS ONLY". Huh. Maybe that's why it was on my desk in the first place.

So this is my George Zinavoy inspired drawing book:

Front cover 

Back cover

Self-portrait. Seriously, I do look like this. Me, without the pimples. Hahaha.

Failed in the rest

Bowler hat dude from day 2! 

ROOOOOOCKEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!

My last drawing. Messed up and filled with monsters.

I really want to be all artsy and draw in my book like, all the time. Except this book is really heavy and probably weighs a ton. I can't always bring it with me to school. But I'm sure, one day. One day, I'll get to bring it to school. And if I'm so bored and feeling a little George-y and neurotic? I'll draw.

And draw and draw and draw.


- >:)