I visited Farmer and Blake at Westlake High School today. the hallways were packed with high schoolers, and I mean DAMN PACKED. I had to attack my way through a trampede. It was overwhelming.

It was nice talking with my former teachers though. And Noelle.

And Brooke Dailey, when i visited her at work.

speechless...

Walking on Water

AUTUMN THANK YOU FOR THE RETURN!

This season always marks a new sense of optimism for me. I'm feeling good again today, but if I weren't feeling good, I've got my friends. I don't care how fucking cheesy I sound. I love my friends soooooo much: their amity means the world to me. If nothing else is right, they are.

oh hey...

let's escape the elevator shaft and

run away to that European city

you hold so dear to your heart

Dgaf m-fuckas. Today may easily be an A++ for no particular reason.

I'm doing good

I'm feeling good

Figure drawing workshop again tonight to finish up more homework.

I enjoy them because I actually make friends there

I love the nature surrounding Art Center

I saw two deer on my way to Writing Studio on Wednesday morning

one female

one male

(They were beautiful)

I stopped in my tracks

stared

smiled

and I wanted to take a picture,

but cars were passing by and drivers were throwing me looks

So I didn't get my picture of the two beautiful deer.

Regardless, the moment kept the smile on my lips for the remainder of the week.

really now?

Feeling low again.

"Barricade" still breaks my heart every single time I listen to it. I need to get in touch with myself because I feel so lost.

I don't think Art Center is for me...but I'm still not confident in saying so. No matter what though, I'm sticking it through. I just don't want art school to kill it for me.

On the bright side, I had a wonderful weekend visiting my friends at Irvine. It reminded me of all the good times Classy '09 used to have-I miss it so much.

Fear it more than death