anyone who said art school was easy....
was very very foolish.
I live in New York. I actually live here and make art here and frolick around the snow.
My friends from the south get it, but it has been quite a feat trying to make my northern friends understand that I am from Alabama and we're just not made to endure temperatures below about 55 degrees. It is 29 outside right now, my heater is broken and I want to die. There is a limit to how much steaming liquid I can ingest, just as there is to the number of sweaters I can get on while still being able to fit through the door. The limit to both is quickly approaching.
Some of you might be wondering why I am writing my first post in months at 3:30 in the morning. The answer is simple. Finals are in full swing (a process, I suspect, designed specifically to suck the soul right out of your body) and if I do another constructive thing tonight, I will surely die. And what could be less productive in any way than livejournal. I knew I had one for a reason.
Hope everyone is still kickin and shakin and doin their thing
Ps. Where do boys come from? Has the possiblity that they arent really human been fully investigated and ruled out?
Anyone with a decent answer can have dibs on my christmas present (which I hear is quite nice)
Pps. I might bitch about the cold, but I love New York and never want to leave.
I live in New York. I actually live here and make art here and frolick around the snow.
My friends from the south get it, but it has been quite a feat trying to make my northern friends understand that I am from Alabama and we're just not made to endure temperatures below about 55 degrees. It is 29 outside right now, my heater is broken and I want to die. There is a limit to how much steaming liquid I can ingest, just as there is to the number of sweaters I can get on while still being able to fit through the door. The limit to both is quickly approaching.
Some of you might be wondering why I am writing my first post in months at 3:30 in the morning. The answer is simple. Finals are in full swing (a process, I suspect, designed specifically to suck the soul right out of your body) and if I do another constructive thing tonight, I will surely die. And what could be less productive in any way than livejournal. I knew I had one for a reason.
Hope everyone is still kickin and shakin and doin their thing
Ps. Where do boys come from? Has the possiblity that they arent really human been fully investigated and ruled out?
Anyone with a decent answer can have dibs on my christmas present (which I hear is quite nice)
Pps. I might bitch about the cold, but I love New York and never want to leave.