say something worth repeating

illustration class is long.

we've reached the end...

… but it’s merely the beginning.

I just completed my 6th semester at The University of Akron. It’s time to get serious. Re-designs of many old projects that have since been put on hold, and really focusing on my future. My senior year is just months away, and I plan on accomplishing a lot this summer. For starters, I’m getting my Etsy up and running within the next two weeks, updating the layout of my virb, and setting up my pro account on flickr.

So much for looking forward to free time… However, I do have hopes to get some real traveling in before my last summer of (semi) freedom is over.

over the mountain

today i had to write a self-analysis.

i didn’t realize i was such a pessimist about my own idealistic existance. does that make me an oxymoron? maybe just a moron.

it's not too late

sometimes i realize that my priorities are all over the place.  i think when i bought my new planner i subconciously bought the one with the really small spaces for each day, that way i wouldn’t try to do too much.  i hate that when i take on too much i won’t let other people help me.  even when they offer.  multiple times.

i’ve been painting a bit.  and also sketching.  class isn’t too bad this semester, and i’m actually looking forward to my drawing class and my typograpy projects.

i want to read franny and zooey again.

my oldest friend (who also happens to be a dear one) is probably the last person who i would have guessed would still be my friend.  he didn’t even go to highschool with me, and as a matter of fact, i haven’t even known him that long in comparison to how long i’ve been alive. why can’t people keep in touch.  i would write letters if i knew addresses to mail things to.  i would row a boat to an island for some of the people who have fallen through the cracks of my life.  i miss so much, but i look forward to people i haven’t met.

i'm not so silent.

i don’t think i treat this blog with enough care.  i think it needs a makeover.  i know i started this whole thing to get away from the semi-childish feel of livejournal.  considering i’d been using my livejournal since i was 14, this is an easy thing for me to associate with the afore-mentioned blogging site.  my comment in no way is a bash on those who use it, because i would thus be making a mochary of myself.  anyway, i’ve decided that i should continue to use my livejournal as a place to keep a journal, as my paper sketchbook does a bad job of keeping a proper catalogue of events for me to look back on fondly in the future.

though i’m sure that i will carry on posting silly non-sense on this blog, i do intend it to actually contain meaningful things as well, not just photos of hairstyles that look like dog faces.

just thought you should know.

also, if you haven’t had the delight of trying this soda, you should.  i purchased the one below at the red line tap/heartland cafe in chicago, IL.  i’m still unsure if it tasted even better due to my amazing surroundings, or if it was just a coincidence.  i’ll get back to you.