CriminalLurker
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I just remembered a memory I had in my childhood, I was around 6 or 7 years old, I had art class and each student was given the task to "draw their home" and me being a troublemaker piece of shit little kid thought it would be funny to draw literal stick figures and mud huts I hated art class and I found that funny at the time. Low and behold who wouldve guessed that they'd make us present our artworks one by one infront of THE WHOLE SCHOOL, brotherrr.. it was so brutal man, Like I wouldnt even blame you for being racist, I drew like the most retarded stereotypical caveman bullshit took me 5 minutes to draw that mind you. The moment I showed my artwork I could just hear people giggling and holding in their laughter, my older brother was there too the second hand embarassment must've been insane.
Anyways it gets worse, after that whole spectacle I just wanted to rope on the spot
. But a week passes by and everyone forgets it and then my parents get a call to some award ceremony for me, I didnt do anything noteworthy at the time so I was just confused but went along, when we get there and I realize its an art exhibition thing I just start cringing hard man. The only question I had is "WHY THE FUCK AM I HERE" I legit drew brown dogshit mudhouses and ugly ass stickfigures, brother the other artworks looked like the mona lisa compared to mine . The agenda was crazy ngl and then I realized why, I saw my uncle collaborating with the owner of the event and It all pieced together, this mf somehow managed to push for my shit drawing to get to 2nd place. That was the day I uncovered a brutal pill to swallow, the connections pill.
Anyways it gets worse, after that whole spectacle I just wanted to rope on the spot
. But a week passes by and everyone forgets it and then my parents get a call to some award ceremony for me, I didnt do anything noteworthy at the time so I was just confused but went along, when we get there and I realize its an art exhibition thing I just start cringing hard man. The only question I had is "WHY THE FUCK AM I HERE" I legit drew brown dogshit mudhouses and ugly ass stickfigures, brother the other artworks looked like the mona lisa compared to mine . The agenda was crazy ngl and then I realized why, I saw my uncle collaborating with the owner of the event and It all pieced together, this mf somehow managed to push for my shit drawing to get to 2nd place. That was the day I uncovered a brutal pill to swallow, the connections pill.
