The expression "beating a dead horse" doesn't begin to describe it. What I'm doing now, is trying to make contact again with that horse's skeleton... trying to ride it into a sunset that has long turned to stars ( Read more... )

My Senior show with Laura and Will is opening friday may 26th from 6-10 in the evening. It will be at the Hocking Student Gallery at 73. W. Columbus St. in Nelsonville. There will be food and drink. And an afterparty.

So I'm sick of impatience, as I'm sick of so many things right now. It seems so easy for people to stand back and make demands when they have no idea what's going on. The materialism is a little tiresome. I'm so stressed out, and I find it so hard to put it into words. The clock is ticking on so many aspects of my life, and I'm trying to balance it ( Read more... )

I reckon it's time for an update. I made the decision a while ago that I was going to give up on this thing, but as I enter new chapters in life, I feel I ought to record them-- right along with the old chapters ( Read more... )

Would I like myself if I didn't feel obligated to? I'd like to think so. I'm trying like hell to keep from going into a slump again... a slump that I've spent most of my life in. I'm still making constant progress and I'm completely satisfied with my goals and my quest to gain access to them. I've been doing everything I can to stay alert and on ( Read more... )

I'm very tired ( Read more... )

Okay so my schedule for fall has changed ( Read more... )

My schedule for Fall Quarter ( Read more... )

So I'm in my late-summer-scramble, doing everything last minute, as I always manage to. Speaking of such: Dusty, get your ass in gear. CLASSES START ON MONDAY! Anyways, my loans aren't going to go through until monday, but mom and dad are helping me out, and i only have to pay 160 bucks to register. I'm still not getting the pell grant this year, ( Read more... )

I know sometimes it seems like I hate everybody and am not happy with my life. So often, my journal entries are pessimistic. However, that happens because I'm most apt to write when I'm upset. Writing gives me strength in my weakest moments ( Read more... )