HOLY MOTHER OF RICHARD SIMMONS.
Dear Journal,
I am severely excited. Oh my God! Ahhh!!! I feel like a twelve year old girl that just got backstage passes to a Good Charlotte concert. At Red Ink Studios, Linda gave me a big space for my art. I will take pictures if I get batteries for my fucking camera. I lended my digital camera to Vince, and I haven't seen him since the restraint ordeal. I can't, really. He has my re-chargeable digital batteries. I should go to his house to get them... Or send someone to get them. Heh, heh. Anyways, yeah. I've got a huge space for my paintings. Four paintings are up. I've got a dozen of designs I did on a paper around the corners of where the paintings are installed. It's beautiful. I am so proud of myself. Fuck, man. It's going to be amazing. The art show is tomorrow! I can't wait. A lot of my friends are coming. It's going to be CLUTTERED. Everyone compliments on my paintings and are amazed that I am so young and talented. Well, that's what they say. My stuff is good, but not that great. I am the youngest artist there. I am fifteen and the next youngest person is eighteen. I've got a bigger space than him! Hahaha!!! Even bigger than some other artist who have been doing art their whole life and they are older. I just find it funny. But I'm glad they've got their opportunity and I've got mine. I'm really appreciative. I just hope I won't die now. Ahhh! I am going to go to sleep now. Over and out.
For more information on Red Ink Studios go to http://www.redinkstudios.com (My art isn't up in the site yet)