i'm dreaming of a white christmas, just like the ones i used to know
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm...........................
I totally had something I wanted to say here earlier, but now I've forgotten what it was.....
My stab wound's looking okay. It looks a lot less bad than it was now, which kind of sucks. I'll have a relatively small scar, but then it'll look less interesting, lol.
So, I'm majoring in art, but I really hate it now. I was going to add in an English minor, since I love English, but now I think that I'm going to switch to an English major and an art minor. But I'll have to wait until next year, since I've already signed up for classes next semester, and changing now would be much more trouble than it's worth.
But I seriously don't want to be doing this graphic design crap next week, much less for the rest of my working life. I mean, I'm good at art, but my heart's not in it. My heart's in writing, though, and languages, and things like that.
Now if only I could get my mother to understand that. She has her heart set on me being graphic designer for some reason. Therefore, she's going to throw fits like she always does when I try to do something other than what she wants. Heaven forbid I switch to a major I'll actually relatively enjoy.
The thought of quitting the art program is the only thing that's been getting me through some of my art classes, lately...
Also: I'm almost definitely going to fail my algebra final on Tuesday, and will therefore fail the class and have to take it again. Bleh.
I totally had something I wanted to say here earlier, but now I've forgotten what it was.....
My stab wound's looking okay. It looks a lot less bad than it was now, which kind of sucks. I'll have a relatively small scar, but then it'll look less interesting, lol.
So, I'm majoring in art, but I really hate it now. I was going to add in an English minor, since I love English, but now I think that I'm going to switch to an English major and an art minor. But I'll have to wait until next year, since I've already signed up for classes next semester, and changing now would be much more trouble than it's worth.
But I seriously don't want to be doing this graphic design crap next week, much less for the rest of my working life. I mean, I'm good at art, but my heart's not in it. My heart's in writing, though, and languages, and things like that.
Now if only I could get my mother to understand that. She has her heart set on me being graphic designer for some reason. Therefore, she's going to throw fits like she always does when I try to do something other than what she wants. Heaven forbid I switch to a major I'll actually relatively enjoy.
The thought of quitting the art program is the only thing that's been getting me through some of my art classes, lately...
Also: I'm almost definitely going to fail my algebra final on Tuesday, and will therefore fail the class and have to take it again. Bleh.