Some explanations might need to be told regarding my behaviour, and those who are involved on my Skype list would find it useful.

I like to take my time and commune the mood for the actual feel of the art I am drawing, so it might take hours, days.
The fact is I am still under the pressure of the time period before my final of the final exam.
At the moment I am preparing to finish this subject I still have remaining from the so called inconsistent world of PHP and its wonders along with MAMP, so I need to study for that as well next to make up my mind of what should I write to my diploma and how, which is going to be at least 40-80 page(without pictures), and fortunately there is a topic I can still write about maybe. So we have that on the education side.

Over the past few years I was neglecting my family a bit, so I need to make up my time with them, and adore them while I can and move out from my Box. Sometimes my father brings me some bad times, but they are temporary and I can only hope they will just fade off by time. I try to spend more time with them by doing more things for/with them. I love my granny, and she needs some time be spent with, even if it is something that I don't always like about politics, but I am an open ear for her. Even if she talks about parties I do not like, she tells it interesting, while I remain independent. I am quite happy about it.

The other factor is MMO, which is Guild Wars 2. I admit I like it, and having fun doing dungeons, socialising there as well(not that I do not like going out in RL). You can probably guess why have I been doing a hell load of Charr related artwork recently. I do love them, and the lores at times. There is always something to munch about. They're moderately radical. I like it. And here comes the shadow side of this game. It might be free to play once purchased, but it does not stop the individuals from keep flooding their problem on me when I have a hell load of them already.
I come there to have fun, and relax, not for listening teen melodramas I have never asked for, nor will. Let it be the freedom of my choice.
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The following list were based on true events and represents black-and-white reality:

- One gets to know you as friend and you start feeling yourself relatively fine with, but then after a while when you would just like to have a bit of rest and give some space for yourself so you could sort things out in mind on your own comfortable pace, that particular person just starts to expect you back in a manner of displaying itself to be the victim of your negligence and boast it to a level you would feel yourself as bad as possible about it. A frequent exercising of such acts leads me to loose trust for the one the best way, and am do not even welcome the person the slightest, nor even bothering myself to say 'hi'. This is what I qualify in my dictionary as the so called "Great Job".
//I normally do not make a fuss about things, but when people just get something like this in my face, it is the least expected/welcomed/tolerated of upbraid next to the facts of how much of time/effort/energy/patience I sacrificed for them while I could also just leave them be and get onto my commissions, yet they do not appreciate it when it comes to their part to remember before they could just blame me for having a moody day on their part.//

- One gains your trust to a level you feel yourself comfortable with in role plays, bringing them joy in hope you can brighten their life a bit by introducing it to a level they can enjoy, but then something is heading the wrong way. I do not mind role plays, but when they are being repetitive, and kept played way too longer than two hours, or who knows how long it will last, probably till the end of the day, that is draining me out of my preserve energy the best and I am not in need of such leeching. Sitting in a chair tend to get uncomfortable to your spine and exercising it the most will most likely lead your body for some slight depravation and your body starts to let you know in time. I also tried doing it by laying down on my bed, and type from my laptop.
Note that I am a horribly slow reader and can not touch-type properly, but really slow by peeking the keyboard all the time to prevent typos.
Laying on the bed did not help either. If it wasn't for my back, but sure was for my neck that got tired, not to mention I started to realise my legs were being slightly degenerated, so I had to find another way. I have a wardrobe that is high enough to reach it comfortably within the range of my waist without bending over, and just standing there. It was still not as good as I predicted, but it kept my legs at least in some sort of a exercise for enduring standing a bit longer than my average five hundred meter a day.
None of them was working to last forever, so I had to put an end manually to their role play sessions. They started to ball on me about it as well for pretty often.
//"Good Job" (Not as Great like mentioned before above, but still a good way to loose trust from my side)//

- The fact is I have about 85 people on my online contact list(Skype), but it used to be 120 or so, and I had to decrease the amount of people being in there, because one of their kind was not talking to me at all, and I took it(without any hard feelings) as a lack of interest, while the other kind was working on their part to have them removed decently. Don't get me wrong, I like it this way. The more people I used to have, the less time I could spend with my own being to perform a Self preservation each time needed. The less chaos I have to handle now and this is how it meant to be. I am satisfied the most when I have a healthy amount of people(about 3 people a day maybe). I don't mind if not any a day, and I will understand. I tend to just poke over time and initiate something and let it by the flow.
//If I could not spend time with one properly, it is best not to bring me up as an evil being who likes to forget about people. Yes, I know about their existence, I do not forget them. The thing is, I can not spend all my time explicitly with them just to keep them happy.//

- When one is expecting to talk with me, at least write more than just the formal hello-how-are-you-good-good-night-jack, because I have experienced way too much teen melodrama to know where such things are going, and when you think you are spotted about it, you can just feel free to know I did recognise your act and the intention behind, because you have just been spotted of making a fuss about it.
For instance if you are just messaging me with short 3 word lines on IMs, the less likely I am about to grab a context I would feel comfortable talking to you at all. That will only lead me to spot you suspicious about it, and more likely fled off from your company as that is kind of a forced dialogue from your part and is going to be unpleasant to my end. Both participant of the party should enjoy talk. Do it with pleasure or don't.
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All of these were major factors of why I have been in the lack of good mood and were put to a disorientation on my end. I can only hope you have learned a bit out of them and will help you to guide off far-far away from such flaws in the future.
A good mood to me is important for my artistic endeavours to have a stable and calm mood to draw what I like and it also affects everything within the topic, so it includes commissions as well.

A summary of my wall of text:
-If I talk to you, you can surely feel yourself very happy about it, that I squeeze time to spend with you exclusively from how much of other things I could do instead.
-If you put expectations upon the trust of my friendship I have for you, the more likely you will lose me, because I did not chose to like you for your expectations.
-Don't do drama. I have a hell enough amount of problems to take care of. It is extremely selfish of you to force my attention by displaying yourself as a victim of spending less time with you and especially blaming me for it.

It is really sad that such thing like this have had to be written to make things clear. People still need a good education for good manners.