Quiet, quiet, quiet Max.

I joined honor's art class to make my name (more) known to the school.

Had no idea that I'd be writing two papers a week and doing a (quality [shitty]) major art piece about as often... On top of all my other homework. It's been like this since day one, and I hate it, but at least I'm becoming a force to be reckoned with, finally. Time's tight. I can't even draw for myself anymore. I've been periodically peering in here, though, in search of character reference to all those I owe art to. It'll all come at once (I'm more or less half done with that stuff as of this typing), along with a flood of other things, once I have the integrity. I'll make sure to leave some nice comments, too. For now, though, this cycle of maddening fartsy artsy research and five-hours of sleep a night must continue.

In other news, I recently got a dog tag. It says, "HARD PUNCH, LIGHT KICK, BACK, LIGHT PUNCH, LIGHT PUNCH". Makes me feel like a man.