Broken...

These days were rough. I felt broken and saddened and tired. First full week of work in a year and it was every day. Crazy.


Finally had enough of being walked on by some people so I voiced my pain and one person didn't take it well apparently.


‎"Be who you are and say how you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind"
Dr. Seuss

She minded....

Anyways,

Day 82:


A broken flower for a broken girl. 

Day 83:


A little sad flower for losing a friend. 5 years, but I do not need a friend who treats me the way she has or angers when you voice your concerns.

Day 84:


A new beginning, new growth and new blooms. 

Day 85:

Attempting to draw a rose. A flower of beauty and love. Eventually my roses will actually look like roses and not just blobs of scribbles. :)

<3 Nicole

Packing...

Roads were pure ice this morning! Holy Moly!


I went to get my key today and awesomely she gave me a key with Johnny Depp as The Mad Hatter on it. Fantastic! 


Received some boxes and enough wrap to wrap everything I own, fragile or not. Haha. I am trying to pack and purge my stuff at the same time. 

Day 56: 
This was supposed to be a tired and weary eye. I think it came out a bit more shocked. Need to work on narrowing the distance between upper and lower lids. 


Need to head to bed soon to do some more packing tomorrow. 




<3 Nicole

Drip.. drip... drip...

I have been kind of draining lately. Staying up until wee hours of morning. I have made it to the gym 2 days in a row now though. Woot but I am exhausted. Really wish I had better internet so I could do more before 1am.

Day 51:


Tried to draw with less of a mascara'd feminine look to the eyelashes. I like it. I successfully drew a male-looking eye. Woot.