All Nighter
Yet another all nighter completed... mildly successful. Meaning I technically fulfilled the assignment but produced just another piece of crap. Trees shouldn't have to die for the shite lines I make on it's hide.
My time management sucks and once again I am going to sleep for 3 hours between classes so that I can stand up in drawing instead of doing my semester project. I vow to do two faces this friday or I won't go out for the rest of the weekend... I shouldn't go out anyways, but I've never seen the vagina monologues.
I miss Kali a shit load. I just want to be done with college so that me and her can move to Michigan and I can work in the basement of the Comic shop in Ann Arbor and waste my education. I don't want next year to happen... I don't want to go past spring break because that means giving up Kali. It doesn't just kill me inside and out to think about it. It knots up my stomach till the plumbing is all backed up and feels like it wants to come out the way it came in, but that can't happen cause something's wringing me around the neck choking up my emotions like twisting that tight grip on a bat just waiting for someone to pitch my head at it. Maybe Hilary will let me come up and see Kali sometime this weekend...
Speaking of girls I miss... I can't wait for Casey's prom ( the one I'm too old for and she's too young for,as she so eloquently put it.) It's the only certain and non-superficial thing I feel I have to look forward to lately.
My time management sucks and once again I am going to sleep for 3 hours between classes so that I can stand up in drawing instead of doing my semester project. I vow to do two faces this friday or I won't go out for the rest of the weekend... I shouldn't go out anyways, but I've never seen the vagina monologues.
I miss Kali a shit load. I just want to be done with college so that me and her can move to Michigan and I can work in the basement of the Comic shop in Ann Arbor and waste my education. I don't want next year to happen... I don't want to go past spring break because that means giving up Kali. It doesn't just kill me inside and out to think about it. It knots up my stomach till the plumbing is all backed up and feels like it wants to come out the way it came in, but that can't happen cause something's wringing me around the neck choking up my emotions like twisting that tight grip on a bat just waiting for someone to pitch my head at it. Maybe Hilary will let me come up and see Kali sometime this weekend...
Speaking of girls I miss... I can't wait for Casey's prom ( the one I'm too old for and she's too young for,as she so eloquently put it.) It's the only certain and non-superficial thing I feel I have to look forward to lately.