Who, me?

I really enjoy company and going out, but maybe I need to give myself a bit solitude and isolation for a while.

(unless I'm not the initiator, then I'll go out)

Just need to find myself again.

Clearing up the Muddiness

Finally, during my last week of break I can SEE again.

YES YES YES!

By that I mean I've finally got my head back in the right place

Aimin' for nothing but self improvement in all aspects.

Hello again, Vivian.

:)

I've finally recovered from my cold. NEVER GET SEASONAL FLU SHOTS. I spend all last week with my cousin Erica when she and her fam flew down to visit California for the first time in 4 years. It brought the family together and everything was perfect. I miss her already.

Gotta work hard this week to try and work off all the holiday feasting.

Some Things Never Change

7/07

i'm good at wasting time and tetris. i love to love and i hate to hate and i don't know a whole lot about a whole lot. i'm messy and i get charcoal all over myself and even when i use ink it ends up all over my palms. i like morning conversations at coffee shops and losing sleep to late night laughs. i like friends and words and cold weather and warmth and singing but only when the music is on so loud nobody can hear me.

I like sunshine, sunshine with rain, surprises, optimistic people, cousins, baking, making music, drawing, trying to sing, pumpkin, holidays, parties, beaches, walks, hiking, shadows, piano, night life, sketchbooks, magazines, movies at home, tight hugs, occasional solitude, distractions, margaritas, my best friends, being happy, genuineness, stories, grunge style, itunes, stars, quiet nights, focus, inspiration, Pixar, House, adventures, shows,

I do a lil' bit of self reflection a few times a year, one method including defining myself. So here I am on Christmas Day, doing this instead of going on a walk/run like I told myself I would.

I will go do that right now.

Happy Holidays,

Vivian

scribbled nonsense in the middle of the night before the last month had passed (but slightly altered...)

The desired disease for

the goblins' last summer

15 hundred feet beneath the moisturous ground

of dirt, mud, and rocks on this

mucky sphere we call Earth...

where the sounds

where the music

where death

really comes from

green, tangled, dark, and feared,

we call it

the goblins' home.

damn

my artistic confidence is at an all time low but wait-

for once this is a good thing because I feel so driven feel so inspired feel so ambitious right now

To Translate a mind's mess into a simple day's plan:

-gym

-T.O. library park to draw

and draw

and draw

and draw

until my wrist hurts

-see some friends later

Today will be my first productive day since being Home.

Cold Cold Cold in the best way possible

Today marks the end of my first term at Art Center!

I have learned a shit-load of shitez and am proud of my progression.

I'm sitting here with nothing to worry about, and it feels weird.

Rachel and Thomas are sitting beside me working on their final projects.

I'm sitting here doing nothing trying to kill time-anticipating tonight.

and tomorrow night.

and possibly Saturday night, whatever goes down.

life is beautifulllllllllllllllll.

-Vivian Shih