Forgotten words...

There are a few things I've forgotten to write about.

Let's begin from the oldest.

The school art contest and what became of it.

As I already told you, I got the first place in my age group.
I waited for an award or some kind of acknowledgment until the day of our graduation. I almost knew they were going to add the "huhu she won this contest" part to the person description speech they had made for me.
So. I waited. And waited.
My name was called out last from my class! What a shocker!
I dont remember the exact words they used and so on, but my description sounded something like this:
Headmaster: "(...some part missing...) The winner of this years art contest in the high school level. And a good helper of their homeroom teacher. Tea Tänav"
Student representation: "Tea is the artist in our class. The different things her hands can make can never be counted. Name a language and she speaks it. (...some parts missing...)"

And then I got my diploma and a calendar of the winning pictures in the art contest.
Oh joy, mine was not even in it. I was quite disappointed.

On to an other topic.

The big painting like thing with the faces cut out.
The art school teacher wanted me to continue painting it. But I really really didnt know what she wanted. huhuu. So I played stupid and let her do it. Bad choice! I think.
She pulled some dark and messy lines to the hair and to some of the clothes. It looks very different now.

I cant say it is my work anymore, because well.. I wouldn't have made it like this. It got ruined even before the event it was made for. So yeah. I dont like it.

What kind of cheers me up in this point is that the tourists have a lot of fun posing behind it.
I worked at the art shop that has it in front of it's front door. Of course I had to drag it out of a small door every day. the building - cold; visitors - many; buyers- a few.
All together. I will never go work there again unless I'm their last hope!