Today was a sad, sad day.
So my professor told us today about an interview with a prodigy writer. How her best advice to aspiring writers was to write, write, and write every day - no excuses. I like habits like that. Traditions, dates, projects, plans. If I had more time in a day, I would read, write, take pictures…the whole shebang to every three-sixty-five project out there. If I had more time, I could do everything I wanted to do and spend time with everyone I wanted to spend time with.
I got to study with my ate Margarette during my short break from environmental sciences until my TDX baby back ribs date. I fell asleep reading with Margarette because I didn’t sleep much the night before, although technically I got five hours even with Gordon and Jaron distracting Cheska & me. I really liked the portraits I drew of them with the exception of Jaron’s portrait (sorry, dude). I’ll probably post pictures of my art sometime soon since I haven’t done it in a while. Finally deciding and taking classes to be an art major really helps me keep on top of my creative side. Drawing yesterday made me think about the differences between stereotypes and artists - there aren’t really definitions for any of those things in my opinion. I definitely do not look like an artist, but I have been considering myself one. Who knows who gets a say in who is and who is not.
It’s probably just a problem if you have to tell other people you are an artist.
So my schpeal for February 21st, 2012:
Today was a sad, sad day. I lost my effing earphones while studying hardcore at the study rooms in my old dorm hall. But Megan Fox doesn’t look that sad.
Cause’ bitch didn’t lose her earphones.
:’(