Yesterday, after I posted on my blog; I started working on my brother's projects. The teachers gave it to him last last week and he hasn't done it so, I was forced to do it. It was hard as hell, but I stuck through it. I made a paper-mache parol for Christmas and a Fairytail paper-mache pencil holder or flower vase.
The teachers liked it and now the parol I made is hanging up in the school. why do all my best works never go underneath my name, but the surprising thing was that they actually knew that it was me. I gotta admit my past work was not as beautiful like the projects I made for my sister and my brothers. A huge relieve now all I need to do is take the bottle out of the paper-mache.