Ugh. I know that what I am going through right now is entirely consequential and it happens to the majority of people in my situation. That doesn't make me feel any better, though.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to need people to live with in the city, at least for the summer. Seeing as my main people are pretty much flaking out all over the place.

I AM NOT A COMPLETELY HORRIBLE PERSON TO LIVE WITH, despite what my lack of responses in other arenas seems to say.

I started writing my essays for some application stuff. I have not really started my thesis paper yet (it is due the 15th. I have not seen my senior project advisor in a month.)

Ugh. I guess shit will be okay.

Everything is stress and constant low-grade panic! Yay! I've also been getting bored and anti-social.

I also might stop watching The Office because it is just getting uncomfortable and cruel.

Hooray, I finally am catching up to myself, and what I should have been sometime in the past three weeks is TERRIBLY SICK.

I want a retrospective that will kick William Eggleston's fucking ass.

That was weirdly anticlimactic. It was sort of the biggest night of my college career and... nothing really happened. Some people came and said they liked my work and ate food, and that was it. I have my internship tomorrow. I don't know.

I'm not sure how I'm still going ( Read more... )

I HAVE GONE ALL THE WAY FOR MY SENIOR PROJECT, OFFICIALLY. Let's just say it involves something mildly illegal and possibly dangerous to my person!

I'm officially halfway done! I had to recurate today AGAIN, and in the process threw out two prints that were done but were crap, and completely weak photos. They also did not support my thesis at all. Luckily, it was only 3 of that grouping of 6 that I had printed, and I kept the third ( Read more... )