I'm so so tired... I have an art history exam tomorrow morning at eight, cover greek, roman, and some early christian art.  I haven't studied.  I've successfully avoided even picking up my book from the desk for hours.  What do I do?  How do you control yourself from procrastination?  How do I make myself cover hours of studying something that is ( Read more... )

I never fully appreciated my parents until I came to college.  They were an installation of my life, a part of me that I constantly overlooked as though they were always supposed to be there.  But now I know how much that I love them, when they leave me to have my own life in a different city.  When they say goodbye, I feel the parting that is such ( Read more... )

Wow, haven't updated for a while.  I'm definitely thinking of perhaps splitting off of livejournal, creating a portfolio site with my own domain and a subdomain which will serve as my blog.  But that's in the future, so right now livejournal is here and it's ready and it's awesome.  Don't you love my abuse of english grammar?  I relish in it.

Anyhow ( Read more... )

SCAD is way more than I could have possibly imagined, sitting at home a month ago at a computer desk, searching google for anything, ANYTHING POSSIBLE (old blog entries, obscure wikipedia entries, seriously, etc. I'm not a loser XP), that would tell me a tiny smidgeon of what SCAD looks like, feels like, tastes like, sounds like, anything possible ( Read more... )

On my last lj entry, I said I found some old notebooks with some writings... I only brought one of them to the computer, but the better ones are still in a box that I forgot to dig through, so these are crappy and second-hand:

blossom
may i rise with the sun?
through a kaleidoscope of glory
i see the sun stretch
through the branches
the Yellow caresses ( Read more... )

 I guess the fact that I'm posting so much means that I have no life at this moment.  But that's okay. =]

I've started to unpack in my temp room of my parents' new second floor flat.  It's a used christmas, in the fall, with a deja vu in each box--in short, less exciting, but there's still the thrill of the old life left when the old aroma of our ( Read more... )

...so I'm no longer homeless! I now find it easier to look on the bright side of life.  You can never fully appreciate home until you've been without it for a period of time.  It's one of the most hopeless feelings that you can't fully realize until it's gone.  This isn't the first time I've experienced it, though.  It's happened countless times to ( Read more... )

Summer is getting so old, to the point where I would pay more on top of my already ample tuition fee to have school start a month early.  I'll probably appreciate the extra month after my first year, but...  well, you know.  I've occupied myself by reading books that I've always wanted to read, or just happened to have picked up at the library on ( Read more... )

 I'm singing again.  I just took my first lesson the day before yesterday, the first one in two and a half years.  I somehow expect this to answer my questions, about why my outlook right now seems so insipid and sparse.  I'm numb, and I know it.  It's strange.  Singing has far more meaning to me than just hearing myself create something in the air ( Read more... )