Went with the parents to Kang Kang or whatever that place is called. It was good and I was full. I am never going to lose weight at this rate. ):

So today was the first time I legitimately felt like I was cheating or something in this class. Seriously, Dad helped me out so much on this drawing; and it's not like I "wanted-wanted" him to; I mean, if I had more time, I would've been happy to slowly draw in all the details and whatnot at my own pace. But that's exactly it; I don't have the time. I draw too slow, and I still have another picture to start on, and our portfolios are due in two days. Then again, I guess I can't really give Dad all the credit. It's probably split in half; this is a merge of our efforts. He did a quick coloring of where certain shadows and highlights were, and in class, I went back over them, and added all the in between shades and smoothed it out. I don't know what I'm trying to say; I don't want to justify it -- I would love nothing more than to be able to complete a picture that Dad couldn't find anything to fix -- but I'm just on a tight schedule right now, you know? :\

Also, DAD GAVE MY BABYGIRL A HITLER MUSTACHE. ;O; I ERASED IT AS MUCH AS I COULD WHEN HE WENT INSIDE.