Anonymous
11/5/2025, 1:54:56 PM
No.7783757
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How can i avoid TALKING to normies when im sketching in public
>Live in latinx shithole
>Practicing sketching in the bus
>Focused
>Some gay nigga interrupts me
>"what are you drawing?"
>Are you fucking blind nigga
>"Oh just practicing a bit haha"
>"havent i seen you here before anon"
And then i ahd to spend the whole trip talking to this gay nigga and his friend. Because the cuck education my parents gave me told me to "be polite uwu"
And now two days ago
>taking an INCELWALK through the college campus
>sit at the bus stop
>start taking my materials for heckin' urban sketching or whatever
>a group of 5 fr*shmen appear and sit on the empty seats on the bus stop
>Feeling self concious, but i dont think they will care
>start working
>Feel like they are watching me, but probably my imagination
>suddenly notice that when i look up (the subject, the bulding) they look up, when i look down, they look down
>Crap
>Keep going at it
>"oh he might finish like three drawings before the bus appears"
>sigh
>"Oh yes i might haha"
>"say, what do you study"
>Some stem shit
>"Oh, and have you taken all the maths?"
>"Yes, i have"
>Other friend compliments about being really nice being good at math and art, i told her i wasnt particularly good at math or whtever
to cut things short i had to spend like 25-30 minutes having sm*lltalk with three hoes.
>Practicing sketching in the bus
>Focused
>Some gay nigga interrupts me
>"what are you drawing?"
>Are you fucking blind nigga
>"Oh just practicing a bit haha"
>"havent i seen you here before anon"
And then i ahd to spend the whole trip talking to this gay nigga and his friend. Because the cuck education my parents gave me told me to "be polite uwu"
And now two days ago
>taking an INCELWALK through the college campus
>sit at the bus stop
>start taking my materials for heckin' urban sketching or whatever
>a group of 5 fr*shmen appear and sit on the empty seats on the bus stop
>Feeling self concious, but i dont think they will care
>start working
>Feel like they are watching me, but probably my imagination
>suddenly notice that when i look up (the subject, the bulding) they look up, when i look down, they look down
>Crap
>Keep going at it
>"oh he might finish like three drawings before the bus appears"
>sigh
>"Oh yes i might haha"
>"say, what do you study"
>Some stem shit
>"Oh, and have you taken all the maths?"
>"Yes, i have"
>Other friend compliments about being really nice being good at math and art, i told her i wasnt particularly good at math or whtever
to cut things short i had to spend like 25-30 minutes having sm*lltalk with three hoes.