Hola

It's 2.26 a.m.

and Andrew's downstairs, sleeping.
That lazy guy didn't wanna drive back home. 

F*** him.

There is nothing quite like the end of a semester,

when the forthcoming footsteps of the eighth week created chaos.

Everything comes due with all the work we have done (or not done).

And oh well, I didn't stop working on my assignments since morning.

No doubt, rendering with KureColors blow-by-blow is a pain in the ass

but that's what it takes for a satisfying outcome.

:')

And lastly...

I  ♥ you, MOM!

Happy Mother's Day