Well, now that Christmas is gone, I only have to live through two other very interesting days. I just started hating this part of the year. Why? Because this is the time when people become even more fake and hide behind stupid stuff they consider an excuse for what they might have done throughout the year. Is this a good enough reason? I hope it is. I won't find another one soon.
Until the next time I get the urge of talking about what I hate, I'll keep drawing. And writing. And something else which ends with '-ing'.