mari's stupid alien page 🛸🚦

Today at school we were working with a partner. What me and my friend understood is that we had to create 3 sketches together, so we split the work. She did 2 sketches, I did 1 sketch (she always does the most because she can write prettier, or whatever). I was originally gonna work on 2 of the sketches, but she took over. Anyway, now we have copy the sketch onto the computer. Class soon ends and I finish my work and head to break. I then find out each individual person needs 3 sketches. I start worrying. After break I got to work asap, desperately trying to manage creating 2 sketches while doing my other assignments on the computer. Time is over. The teacher comes to collect our sketches. I didn't finish the last sketch and didn't even get to write my name on them. The computer assignments, 2 done, 1 barely started. My friend wasn't taking it seriously at all, she was just glad that she finished. Class ends and I head to the bathroom, tears already forming in my eyes, my face red and ugly. My friends appeared and told me that it's gonna be okay and that I can definitely fix my grade with the upcoming assignment. I still cry. Two girls walk in and one suddenly stops and asks if I'm okay. That.. completely changed how the way I view her. I hated that girl because she's always so loud and thinks she's so cool, but when she asked me if I was okay, I literally felt all the hatred disappear. My friend told her we'd just written an exam, sort of. The girl told me that it's gonna be okay and that it's just a stupid grade and I shouldn't worry about it. How insanely kind, I almost cried even more. I fixed my hair and headed to class. Uh oh, time for an exam. Fuck. There wasn't much to study, just being able to form understandable sentences. My eyes were still red and another girl asked if I was okay, I nodded. I sit down and await my horrible faith as my eyes land on the test paper. But before we start, my teacher calls my name and I notice she's holding a thick book... she says: "hey, [insert cool teachers name] told me to give this to you." She hands me the book—FAHRENHEIT-182 FROM MARK HOPPUS. holy. All the sadness left my body. One of my favourite teachers had been meaning to let me borrow this book but kept forgetting. I can't believe he didn't forget! I couldn't believe that I was actually holding it.. but I soon remembered, we're about to write the exam. I stuff the book in my bag and we get to work.

If it hadn't been for the book, my whole day would've been ruined, I would've burst into tears halfway through the exam. I would've gone home and been sad the whole day. Lol, today I imagined how dying would feel, once again. Not that I'm suicidal or anything, I'm just curious. Especially when something bad happens to me. For example, when I get a bad grade or the teacher is mad at me.. I imagine being gone and how they would feel. Guilty? But I'd never do that to myself, I have a good life and a huge passion for music and drawing. I want to play in a band and release my comic. I want to grow up (ironic acknowledging the fact that I wore my "I don't want to grow up" descendents shirt today) and help people feel seen... people who think about the world as much as I do....

....why do we exist?

here is a suuuper cool alien that loves the descendents… my second favourite band… Today my descendents shirt arrived!!! hah, the one in the drawing. And so i got inspired to make this drawing! i cant believe i finally have it… I’ve been wanting a descendents shirt for delongest time everrrrr! this is also an outfit im planning to wear once its warm enough… soo excited! only unrealistic thing here is the vinyl… i cant afford one… but i have the Everything Sux CD, thats good enough!

Lonely alien awaits Valentines day just to spend it all alone.

I've never worked this much on a drawing before, I think, LOL. I have never gotten a rose on Valentines day ever, just this once I did but from my friend, lmao. I might not be alone on Valentines day cause I'm planning to go out with my friends(if they end up being in the mood to hangout).

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