Seinfeld doodles + more

Only a few more weeks of summer school- this is what my days have been looking like: 

1. Wake up
2. Go to school
3. Get a ride from my mom and go home 
4. Watch Seinfeld 
5. Do my homework 
6. Twitter/Instagram/Vine/Facebook
7. Go to sleep 
8. Repeat

I'm enjoying my summer a lot more this time around partly because this class doesn't make me question my being at a catholic school. The subjects are interesting and its pretty simple. We watch Oprah and meditate and journal. 

I deleted my snapchat! And I don't miss it, at all, which is crazy, because I used to check it like 4 times a day. But its sooooo nice not having one anymore. Who knows though. I might download it again when school starts. 

I went on 2 dates (so far) (with the same guy) and they sucked A$$! And now the guy is back from a 3 week trip to Israel, and I just don't want to deal with it. Anyways, I was messing around on Illustrator again. 

Can't wait for camp in a few weeks! :) 

Right back at it!

Tomorrow is my sixth day of 2015 religious school! These classes are a lot better than 2014 religious classes, because they're about morality and spirituality and not about how SEX WILL KILL YOU. That being said, I was still questioned about the length of my skirt. So no matter the year, catholic school will always suck! To celebrate, here's a comic I made about my first day of religious school last year.

My first ever comic made on a computer! BY THE WAY, we were also asked this question again, and our new teacher got even more in depth with it, by asking who was a specific faith. UGH.

- Maisie
xoxoxooxooxoxooxox

✞ Fake it till ya fuckin make it ✞

I'm agnostic but spiritual. I believe in tarot cards, fortune telling, ghosts...But I'm not religious. And I'm taking a theology class this summer at my catholic high school where being Catholic and being non-Catholic is the difference between and A and a B.

So I have decided to bullshit the entire class. I've B.S.'d and essay before, no problem. I've made up a story about self-discovery and gotten away with an A-. An entire class though...that's going to be difficult. I wish I didn't have to. But my teacher calls atiesths "the a-word" and said, "I'm not trying to single anyone out, but is there anyone who isn't Catholic?" No one raised their hand and she said "Okay, good."

It's especially difficult because this is a Catholic school sex ed class, where we're learning the sacredness of virginity and chastity. The true me wants to stand up and tell everyone that virginity is just a concept and that having sex doesn't change you as a person but the new fake "catholic" me just has to nod along.

Day one wasn't so bad. We had to fill out a personality servey that said ☺Please be honest!☺ At the top. I felt bad but when it asked me, Do you believe in God? I said "✔✔✔✔✔YES✔✔✔✔✔✔"

Day two and I'm holding hands with my friend Issy in class because our desks are close and why not? And out teacher looks at us and asks, "Are you two holding hands? What sort of...activity is this?" I couldn't say no because we were literally holding hands I wasn't going to straight up lie so I just tried to act like it was nothing, like everyone holds hands between desks when they get the chance.

But now she really thinks that I'm a hell bound lesbian, which I normally would have absolutely no problem with but I'm trying to pretend to be a holy catholic saint in order to get a grade. And my friend Issy feels bad now, because she is a lesbian and she doesn't want either of us to be in trouble. It shouldn't be this way. Mother fucker.

I don't like to lie but I need this grade. What would you do? Have a good wednesday.

Love Masisie xxoxoxoxox

ps all these pictures are from the cool christian emojis app

As I was riding my scooter, sasha, to work...

Today I was at school, talking to my friends about the time I said the word "Bootyhole" in front of the kids I babysit. I know, I'm glamourous. And professional. Anyways, right as I was saying the word "BOOTYHOLE", like, pretty loud, and more than once, one of our notorious male teachers walked by. (Mr. A, the passive-aggressive vegetarian). All my friends were laughing and laughing, and I covered my face in shame because god damn why do I always say stupid stuff while male teachers are around?

When I looked back up my nose was GUSHING BLOOD and all my friends started freaking out. To my horror, the teacher stopped and turned back around because someone shrieked. I just hid my face again and hoped that he didn't see me but he did and he walked back over, squatted down in front of me and was like "Are you okay?" At this point all my friends were laughing, and I started weeping. So he was like "I know you're in a lot of pain right now, but you need to take a deep breath."

This was probably really funny to my friends but to me, a lot was happening and I was very ashamed, so I didn't take my hands off my face I just kept crying. He said to Clara, "Hold her hand while we walk to the Nurse's office" and Clara was like "Ew, it's covered in blood". But he said, "That's not important right now."

So I had to have 2 of my friends and a man I had just said the word booty hole and cried in front of walk me to the nurses office because I can't stop blood from pouring out of my face.