Now that I finished the plushie I promised, I'm wondering to myself,'So, what's new?' Well, there is the cosplay that I've been mentioning. However, I don't think that will get done until October. Why October? Mainly because I won't wear the costume any other time. There are no conventions near me that I haven't missed already and I really don't have the cash to go to one. I wish that conventions happened more around the year than in the summer. Then I could enjoy the fun possibly.
There is a Harry Potter scarf that I'm knitting. It's the first knitted project that I've ever done so I may share it here with the dA community. I might also make a necklace to go with my whole outfit that I'm wearing to the newest movie. It'll be fairly simple but fun to wear.

There's probably a chance of seeing more charms as well. I don't have any planned at the moment but I'm sure I'll come up with some to make before the summer is over. Wow... Where did the summer go? There are only a couple months left. O_o
And on another note, the dA forum is weird. I've only made one post because people are just weird. I lose interest when someone starts bashing someone else for saying something small. Holy crow. I think everyone should take a chill pill.
Hope to see more of your art soon. <3
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"Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known"
- Jack Skellington.
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"Do you expect me to believe," he said, "that Richard Arnold (39), the grandson of Arnold Bros (est 1905), had holes in his socks?"
"That'd make them holy socks," said Angelo.
The Bromeliad by Sir Terry Pratchett
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"Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known"
- Jack Skellington.
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"Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known"
- Jack Skellington.
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"Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known"
- Jack Skellington.
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