I just did that as a distraction from the disastrous real thing…
Hmmm… this really does need improvement. [Better yet: does anyone know how to draw a person, at least one that’s better than mine? Because if I have a blog, I also at least have to know how to draw a person!]
When my mom heard that line, she said, “I don’t need a cheesy song to tell me that. Especially not the one about plastic bags. (She thought I was playing Firework, which technically may be viewed as a song about plastic bags by people who don’t listen past the first line.) I thought that it was so totally true, and I stayed thinking that “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”… that is, until just now.
I have this scar thing on my elbow, and when the skin doctor saw it, she immediately asked me if I had gotten my ears pierced before. I said no, and it was pretty obvious, since there were no holes or earrings on my ears. The horrible news: I’ll probably never, ever, be able ton pierce my ears (or any body part) because I’ll get a scar. It may not be such a big deal when I say it out loud, but in my opinion, it is.
The scars won’t kill me, but they also won’t exactly make me stronger, either.
P.S. Feel free to comment on what you think about my weight-lifting drawing/creation/UFO (but not flying, of course).