So they have these places where you go in a room with a bunch of people and they basically walk you through how to pain a simple picture. I'd always thought it would make a great 3rd date activity, however lately I've decided that maybe its not such a good idea to um...wait...anymore. I'm gonna go through this backlog of date bullshit that I've always wanted to do, and if it doesn't involve sex or lace, I'm just gonna start doing it by myself. If an attractive girl gets involved by accident...somehow...that will be a nice surprise.
So I made this shit. It actually looked pretty fucking awesome before I put paint on the canvas.
You might be thinking: "Hey wow that looks pretty good!" Yeah. Look at the leaves.
In addition to a date activity this is also supposed to be one of those ways you can meet people, according to a list I found on the internet. There were probably only two dudes in the class, in addition to myself, so hooray for a nice change of pace. Not a lot of opportunities to talk to people though. I sat on the end of a table. I tried to talk to the girl next to me. She was unenthusiastic (picture Sherlock's Watson talking to Anthea in the cab). Some girl drew a dinosaur instead of the people. So that was cool.
I guess I could do it again. Idk. The real takeaway is actually I am ironically excited about owning a shitty painting I don't care about, because I finally have something to hang it in the bathroom.
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