There are some disgusting attitudes out there, right under my nose, in a "creative" environment and its pissing me off. I am filled with disenchantment. The art program here is harboring some terribly negative and constrictive perspectives that are completely discouraging. Maybe I'm easily discouraged, actually I am constantly battling with my self ( Read more... )

corrie --

[adjective]:

Pretentiously academian

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Edvard Munch


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I haven't been this happy in awhile. maybe I've just come to terms with my routine, or its altered enough for me to feel like i have something close to an actual life ( Read more... )

My mother tells me I'm dualistic, thinking about it I guess she's right. I can never say one thing without analyzing the opposite, it must be very annoying ( Read more... )

My feeling of disillusionment is fading. Thank God. Its been almost exactly a year since my little pilgrimage through the desert, I've been so fixated on the fact that my emotions are so opposite from a year ago. It was such a very intense time, leaving CSF which had such an impact on my life and beginning a new phase. Last summer was entered with ( Read more... )

Lonliness is actually not all bad. You can soften it with many synonyms for one thing...it forces an in depth personal awareness....it pushes you to provide for yourself...it allows you to idulge in activities unmonitored...it makes you give yourself the support and encouagement yo need...it is complete and utter freedom from almost everything save ( Read more... )

I am begining to crack from school. Experiencing that old familiar feeling of complete anxiousness for the end of the semester. Its really evident in my old familiar sleeping habits that wink there sleep crusted eyes at me through the neon green alarm clock. Oh shit, overslept agian....Poor Rachel came in for a visit on one such occasion last week ( Read more... )

Its a bright, green colorful day and although I'm really sleepy things are pretty wonderful. I found out yesterday that I have a very good shot at changing my major to studio art. fuck it if i'm a shitty artist....i'll improve and i enjoy the process. I'd rather be participating than observing. for a much more superficial reason there is no ( Read more... )

its four in the morning, i have to be up in two hours to get ready for class, shit....this hasn't happened for a while. I can hear the dooming sound of the garbage truck in the distance. i have a long day ahead too, i've got classes until ten tomorrow night. Or tonight, if you will. jesus, i feel like the biggest dork, spent the last two hours ( Read more... )

I feel sort of like I've got my feet stuck in deep mud, and they just keep sinking despite efforts to move, the pull into the underworld is intense. by underworld I mean deep recesses of my thoughts. which go on automatic overdrive whenever I'm alone. generally the thoughts are good, yet unrealistic fantastical and overindulgent. they distract me ( Read more... )