I'm now a one year old user on DeviantArt! And I'm really glad to be here
. I sometimes feel that I've done a bad thing that I hadn't joined earlier... My dad often told me: "Join DeviantArt, you'll meet new people and get some critique on your work!". I joined a polish "copy" of DeviantArt. Well, "copy" is an exaggerated word to describe this site... It's an art community. I was there for a month, or two, so I can't basically describe it, but what I saw was not too good. Here people are much friendlier. I can get some critique in a good meaning of this word. People won't say: "Quit" but will instead they will say: "Keep on doing what you're doing, but focus more on [x]". I really apreciate it, because it makes me improve things I hadn't seen before.But enough about my works, I would like to write something about what happened in these 365 (well, a couple days more, because I'm too lazy to write in time, lol
) days.A lot of things happened! I did a lot of photos, I met a lot of new people on the internet and in the real life. I also went on some parties, on which I had some strange ideas
. Well. The first idea that came up to my mind... I was on a party out of my hometown. I was there with my friend. We of course drunk a little alcohol, ate a little, talked not a little, and laughed even less a little . But the most fun I had was with my friend. . And then the pre-hungover visited us. Just like Santa. We had some terrible time moving our tongues . We walked outside of the party zone to talk in the quiet and peaceful place about everything and nothing. After a half of an hour, or maybe even less we got ourselves together to stand up, and go home. "Get big or go home" is a first and random citation that comes to my mind. The party was over, it's almost 3AM. It was a really strange moment, because no one told us. Maybe they forgot?! I don't know, it's a mystery, so shhh! We walked a little. We had the option to take a bus, but the next (and first) one was in the 2 hours, so we thought: "Lol, let's go home on foot". A quick reminder: We were outside of the city, and we're living on the secound end. Well... Not the secound, but let's just say, that the city is a cube, and we're living on the top right, and the party was on the bottom right. I know, that some of you walk this distance daily... Don't get me wrong, it's a lot to me . So... Back to the story. We had the amazing and... No, I want to start like this: "And here our story unfolds". Okay, I'm good now: We decided to walk back home (and maybe take a bus when we will have the opportunity). It was about. And here we head a problem. Beacase my friend told me it was 17km (metric system) and I think it was about 13-14km... Let's just say: 15km . It took us 3,5h, because, as you probably can predict, we had some issues. . I'm glad we had a map . Without it we would go to a bad neighbourhood, because it was the only way I knew (maybe my friend knew a better way though). But the sight was amazing! The sunrise, the city of Wrocław waking up, everyhing! Ahh, it brings teras to my eyes. We got back, wasted, with headaches. BUT IT WAS WORTH IT!I wrote an essay
. And it was just one thing... But what can I say, I REALLY LIKE BEING HERE!I also liked the idea of writing my own journal. Maybe you liked it too?! Please let me know what you think!
.Greetings,
Adikko.
