#sothe-ryuka

come on you could at least have the decency to send them off in some dapper concrete-boots too :V

DAM U RITE

I usually work in computer lab 203, the one on the second floor. It’s crowded and always noisy, a lot of the students from the techier fields frequent it. It’s always filled with the noise of speaking, often conversations, but sometimes you can hear the hushed voices as well, the whispered rumors of the odd behaviour of some students at this place, about the weird rumors running around the other programmes, the “artsier” ones in particular.

They all whisper and scoff, as if they were insane, about how their weird superstitions and habits were unwarranted and nothing was odd or off about the university besides the students themselves. Yet… as much as they laugh and shake their heads at these things, I’ve never seen any of them ever take a step into 502. The computer lab on the 5th floor, the highest floor in the building. I’ve been there. Many times. Any time  my code is fighting against me and just not getting done, and I’m about to hit the deadline (admit it, we’ve all been there) I go up there.

That place… it’s like one of those weird corners in a library. Empty. Forgotten by everyone, even time. I’m not sure what it is about it, but I always seem to somehow be able to urge a couple more hours out of the day when I sit there. I like it up there, it’s quiet and calm, it lets me work in peace. I always get to pick my favorite seat, the one rig that’s seated at the window, overlooking the grounds below, and letting me see the sun setting (and more then once: rising) accross the sky. The first time I found it I asked some of my classmates why nobody ever used it. “It’s 3 stories higher than the other one, why bother?” They answer with a shrug.

I talked with some of the others about it, about the same answers from all of them. Until I met one of the english majors. They gave me a look as if I’d gone insane. I was then stuck in a almost hour-long rant about the same things we’d been told when we got here. How I shouldn’t visit “off” places and not go around this place “unprotected”. I didn’t really think too much about it, everyone has a right to think whatever they want and such. But going through all the trouble they insisted I should do? to hang out in a computer lab room? I just couldn’t see why that’d matter.

That attitude changed fast. I learned fast to bring an additional cup of cocoa and ‘smellows when I needed to visit. The cup would always be emptied when I came back, I’d check the login history of every machine. leave small traps in the door and leave clutter around in the room to check if anyone walked in when I wasn’t looking or if a cleaner just took it. It was always the same, only my “gift” was taken, nobody entered or used the room besides me and nobody was there to clean. There was always only me. Well, there were no other students or people at least.

I learned to ignore the brushing feeling that often ran across my shoulders. To put my music up extra loud in my ear, not listen to the other noises and conversations. I made a habit of buying  extra salty snacks, let the bags of leftover salt lie around where I moved a lot. I’ve started keeping my backups and more treasured files in a usb drive safely kept around my neck in an iron chain.

I’ve gotten used to it, and to be honest. The price is worth it. I have this entire room to myself now and have networked all the machines. I have more computing power than a lot of the other students could only dream to reach in the cluttered rooms below. And the alone time is honestly pretty nice. Even if it can get pretty difficult to leave the room sometimes… when the rising sun again paints the unused screens in the colors I pretend not to see, ignoring the promises and words they tell me…

This summer is all juice no heat!

This is a slightly late birthday gift for my good friend @sothe-ryuka. I used all the things I learned for this drawing. A triad color scheme with accent colors. Muscles and all the anatomy to make Sothe look super buff. Stuff with the focus and all the other things. I'm so happy with this drawing. And I'm so happy to call Sothe a friend. Happy birthday, I hope you enjoy this drawing (:

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6: Age you get mistaken forI haven’t had anyone guess my age in a long time, but people seem to think I’m younger than I actually am, especially when compared to my brother. So… 18?

21: What I love most about myselfI’m going to sound either vain or self-depreciative no matter how I answer this, so I’m gonna go with the vain path and say “I think I am pretty darn attractive”.also my butt is very nice, more people should touch it

36: Where I would like to liveI am constantly debating myself about this. I want to live somewhere warmer than Sweden, but every place I can think of has some problem that makes it rather unattractive. I think I’d like to live somewhere near the Mediterranean Sea. I’ve often thought of Italy. They also have really great food culture, so that’s a plus.

ooh boy!!

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?Hmm… I imagine Drago would be like me; he’d watching stuff on his phone or whatever until he was too tired to stay up any more. Then he’d drift off thinking about whatever he just watched!

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?Fast food!! Drago has a ridiculous soft spot for that stuff but rarely indulges in it. If he’s having one of those days a quick walk to a McD’s will get him back on his feet, I’d say.