I have no idea why i feel compelled to update this journal after almost a year. But here goes, though i have no idea whether anyone reads it anymore ( Read more... )

i'm so fed up. It's scary being an art major, because right now that means being fed up with my assignments means fed up with art... which tends to strike a certain panic in me if i think about it hard enough. Man, this follow your bliss stuff is complicated ( Read more... )

Well ( Read more... )

Dear internet,

i am sick of colonial art in mexico. i am very tired of using all my printer ink on flashcards. i am, however, thrilled that tacoma decided to become spring over break. In your case, my webby friend, abscence does make the heart grow fonder, so i love you now and will be sick of you again tomorrow.
twenty four minutes till monday

i really should be grabbing up the maximum 6 hours of sleep i could be getting tonight, but of course instead i'm here ( Read more... )

Today i almpost fell asleep in Wyatt where i was studying ( Read more... )

so, apparently it takes just about a month for my emotional state to complete the sine-wave of elated to depressed to elated again... and what else could it be about but one's relationships, the single main determining factor of emotion ( Read more... )

.... and now, it sucks again. Well, not exactly, but... for the first time in a long time, i let myself into something that made school, work, etc. black-and-white-boring compared to its potential technicolor. But so far the predominant shade is an anxious blue. it just makes what was before a relatively content lonerish existence seem extremely ( Read more... )

i just want everuyone in the world, both who read this and who dont, that life can really rock.

too busy to think. to busy to get enough sleep. too busy to decide what my major is. too busy to watch Lost, but i did anyway. this girl has her priorities in order, yes indeed. Too busy to write, to draw, to read anything.  Species are going extinct at an exponential rate, and  sweatshops increasing at about that. Everything seems to be in a ( Read more... )