I like to draw.
When the computer is wrested out of my grasp, and I feel the need to ignore schoolwork (Which is 80% of the time), I take to doodling to fill up my leisure (And other moments where I shouldn't be, err... leisuring). After a decade of scribbling and sketching, though, I found out that I only kept four and a half years worth of content with me, and that made me tear up sometimes.
Some of them used to be part of grand ideas I used to have in my head before I gave up on them for another grand idea which I would dump later. Others were just on the fly creations while I was high (on nothing). As you can see from the few examples below, they're not terribly realistic, and they show you why I never got a B in Art.
... I'll stop monologuing now.
STUFF
I've scanned some bits of things I've done in the past four months. Comment if you like it; Comment positively if you don't, because I'm having some issues with my ego right now.