Karl is 22 today... and I think the euphoria of living in my first apt has given way to an intense phobia of entering the "real world." I have no idea what my life will look like one year from now... again... and you would think that this second time around would be easier. Looking back, the journey from hs to college was great. Freshman year ( Read more... )

I can't believe I'm writing this, but the semester is one day from being completely over. By this time tomorrow, Emily will have most likely packed up and headed home. I will have said Goodbye to Barun and Lauren for the holiday, and I will be preparing to say Farewell to my roommate of three years for 6 whole months! I can't believe that it is ( Read more... )

My portfolio is due in 12 1/2 hours. I have finished all but one ad. If I have extra paper, I think I'm going to print some logos that I've done and take them into my professor and run them by him to see if they should be included. I'm pretty nervous. I like my cover and table of contents and stuff. Some of the ads i like, some of them i hate ( Read more... )

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thank you :)

I don't like passive aggressive problem solving, so I can't just untag my name without an explanation. If I could make up my own tags for the dogs in the wagon picture, it would be full of the times when things were postponed, rescheduled, and adjusted to accomodate someone else... moving them to a time when I couldn't come. Like the little ( Read more... )

My advertising professor finally picked one of my ads for the agency recommendation! And it was for a real customer :)

Ok... I had a great weekend, and I wouldn't swap it for all the stress relief in the world, but right now i'm not feeling too great about it. I need to get better at this fun/work balance thing. It feels like we never do anything as a group, so when we do, i wanna do it, but this paper is eating me alive! I have no idea what i'm supposed to be ( Read more... )

The thing about magic is, before you experience it, the ordinary world is plenty. But after its gone... ordinary seems so bleak

So my dad would be pleased to know that as I'm typing this, I'm eating pineapples right out of the can with my fingers, and getting the juice all over my keyboard. I used to have a stash of forks here, but they seem to have been pillaged over the summer. But I've made it to the end of another week, and here I am in my windowless lab for work ( Read more... )