My pointer finger is really killing me, it feels bruised. I'd been working at Stivers for hours straight on my drawing of Tia, and all the blending of the pastels has injured me! *points* look what you've done, cram work! I hope I'll be able to make a few sketchy portraits. MICA told me they wanted to see "my range" ho HO!
ehhh...it hurts to type...
TOMORROW! tomorrow I shall be spending 12 hours with sean, ahh, lovely. I didn't realize it was tomorrow actually, I'd been thinking of new years day rather than the eve, so that was a pleasent realization.
I need to spray his gift, by the way, that which he doesn't know about...kekeke
I really don't know if I'm as adventurous as that enneagram test says I am. I think I'm more of a daydreamer than an actual adventurer. and I think I'm a romantic...at least when it comes to certain things. I love to see a golden spotlit future in a big city in a perfect apartment on a tree-lined street, and maybe a private park or two for sean and me. ah, but we've been over that before, haven't we, subconscious?
oh yes we have...
obviously my finger refuses to ache till I start typing...son of a...
I bought a few bunches of green onions, and I'm planning to make some chinese pancakes. how I adore them. Miss Tammy taught me how to make them I was told I was her best pupil, hehe, inflated ego there. I can never quite prevent them from falling apart though... but I'll inhale em anyhow. so I'm praising my own cooking *shrug*
I bought a few bunches of green onions, and I'm planning to make some chinese pancakes. how I adore them. Miss Tammy taught me how to make them I was told I was her best pupil, hehe, inflated ego there. I can never quite prevent them from falling apart though... but I'll inhale em anyhow. so I'm praising my own cooking *shrug*
Linda walked into the art room today with her face full of food, and it stretched in such a way that she looked just like a frog. I told her so. Spring back, her and I are running off to New York, where I shall spend probably all the money I have...which isn't much. We'll take trains, impede upon my uncle, maybe take a look at NYU, sight see, eat, spend our money, it'll be grand.
ahh, I was so tired this morning working at Stivers, I wanted nothing more than to collapse, preferably into Sean, curl up and go to sleep. It was very tempting...to leave an hour early...but I resisted, and remembered in only a day I'd be able to do just that (not leave an hour early...). Then of course I found out it was less than a day and how pleased I was, hehe :p
ahh, I was so tired this morning working at Stivers, I wanted nothing more than to collapse, preferably into Sean, curl up and go to sleep. It was very tempting...to leave an hour early...but I resisted, and remembered in only a day I'd be able to do just that (not leave an hour early...). Then of course I found out it was less than a day and how pleased I was, hehe :p
ah, my digit is aching, damn you oil pastels...they probably aren't meant to be blended anyway...
