This is one laughably confused teenager’s analytic, philosophical observations of social existence; all the while sporting a permanent grin towards self and else. It’s got funk. I was led by the spirit into the wilderness. The world’s packed to burst with paintings and drawings. Digital animation is a young lad. I decided I could compete in the medium of animation because ink and brush is cutthroat. The skills go apenuts out there. Translated, this all means 'I was trying to trawl stray HSC marks’. Look for wipes at school, myself, teenagers, and the idiocy that is deep thinking.