I've never been looking forward to anything more than i am looking forward to tomorrow night ( Read more... )

SOOO BROKE. unbelievably, uncontrollably, BROKE. i hate hate hate this feeling its so scary.

JOB. NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW.

well i'm glad that someone besides me wanted to kill themselves during Martha's class this morning. Holy shit. I really don't like the way she does anything. It's TOO democratic, it lets too many people's dumb questions and problems and ideas be heard and take up class time ( Read more... )

The thought of becoming someone that people artistically amire makes me head spin with wonderment.

i have to pursue this. and you know what, if the corporate, advestising world of visual communication won't accept me in college, that doesnt mean they wont accept me out of college ( Read more... )

So far, this semester is actually quite manageable.(knock on wood) My VC classes don't seem too excruciating, my academics are all something i'm capable to conquering, and my painting class is going to be a grand challenge ( Read more... )

thinking about this next coming semester gives me the same feeling i get when i'm driving to the dentist. i'm fucking scared, i kinda wanna cry, i feel like a big baby, and i'm scared shitless of how much it's gonna hurt ( Read more... )

when my doctor said, "remember to take your B vitamins, the pill really depletes it" i said "okay i will" and totally didn't follow through.

and now i realize...

that's the reason i've been so weepy. problem? solved.
sometimes the answer has always been in front of your face.

last night someone tried to buy me a Sprite.
apart from being flattered and kindly refusing his offer, i also felt like i was sitting at the kiddie table when the adults politely ask the kids if they want some sparkling apple cider.

but i still don't wanna grow up. ever.

The meeting with Ray went surprisingly smooth and predictable.

Things to remember for next semester ( Read more... )

learning to love my camera