Today

I've decided to go home for a while. I like living on campus and all, it's just that I've noticed that everything I've been wanting lately is at my dad's house... a few miles away. Here, I pretty much have no choice but to eat unhealthily, and I can't sleep very well because the dorm's too hot to sleep in and the beds aren't very comfortable, despite my addition of a down feather overlay. My lack of sleep is having a negative impact on my grades, big time. I'm glad this decision has finally occurred to me.

Welcome

to 3am.

I am awake. I wish I had a large amount of Sculpey clay, and a house to destroy and fuck up and beautify as my own. Maybe I'll ask my family for like, Home Depot gift cards or something for Christmas, and I can just go buy a buncha stuff and fuck around with it. I need a creative outlet that yields physical results, seeing as my musical abilities seem to be lesser as of late. I'd like to cook. I'd like to sculpt. I'd like to build fountains. I'd love to sew. But, I'm tragicly short on cash and time.



sigh.

Looking Up

Things are looking up lately! School is going well, contrary to what i was telling myself, and I am quite pleased with life. huzzah!