Ah.. so much bull crap and such horrible tragedies. It's more than I can handle. These natural disasters feel so unnatural and wrong. I thought randomly reworking an old sketch would make me feel better, but it hasn't.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Grow an extra pair of arms
It's done, no turning back. Last week I submitted my portfolio to the Studio Art program, I don't care if that'll make me a onceagain undergrad, it is going to be totally bitchin'. I paid a good hunka application money out of my own pocket and from now on I am solely responsible for my degree's expenses. How will it all turnout? Will she crumble under the pressure? Drop out? Shine shoes instead?! Who knows, all I know is, this life isn't working for me, and it really isn't working for me. Way too much hate going around.
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