BUSYBUSYHATELIFE
18 hours is somehow both really intense and yet at the same time somewhat more manageable than I thought. Thank God that I've got at least some bullshit easy classes. Nevertheless, I definitely bit off more than I could chew. I'm behind in pretty much every class, not a lot, but enough. Being pressured into doing applying for an internship at the Smithsonian this summer so I can apply to another one at Sotheby's the next year so that I can then in turn apply for JET program and then apply for the Fulbright scholarship. I want to get the Fulbright, but all of this preparation is driving me crazy. I have about a month to pour over a tome of programs and scholarships until the deadlines for most of them are up. On top of all of this I've still got a lot of painting to do before my April deadline. I havn't painted since mid-December and Its really getting to me. I've been trying to make music with my friends as well, which is actually less stressful than all the other things I'm working on, but still quite time consuming. Socially I've been attempting to stay on the map. This has been to the detriment of my schoolwork, but I couldn't push through all of this bullshit without seeing friends and cute girls from time to time. So far I have had to drop 2 things that I wanted to do this semester because of everything I've got on my plate. I really wanted to go to Japan this summer and try to start up a Dr. Sketchy's in Birmingham. Both of which have had to go on the back burner since I have such an utter lack of time and money with which to do either of those things.

DRUGSDRUGSDRUGS
I've been smoking a lot. A lot, a lot. Excessive quantities of both weed and tobacco. I've also been drinking more than usual. I get really tired of being addicted to things. The way it feels to crave something soooo bad you'll turn your back on your decision to quit like it was nothing.

BUSYBUSYHATELIFE
18 hours is somehow both really intense and yet at the same time somewhat more manageable than I thought. Thank God that I've got at least some bullshit easy classes. Nevertheless, I definitely bit off more than I could chew. I'm behind in pretty much every class, not a lot, but enough. Being pressured into doing applying for an internship at the Smithsonian this summer so I can apply to another one at Sotheby's the next year so that I can then in turn apply for JET program and then apply for the Fulbright scholarship. I want to get the Fulbright, but all of this preparation is driving me crazy. I have about a month to pour over a tome of programs and scholarships until the deadlines for most of them are up. On top of all of this I've still got a lot of painting to do before my April deadline. I havn't painted since mid-December and Its really getting to me. I've been trying to make music with my friends as well, which is actually less stressful than all the other things I'm working on, but still quite time consuming. Socially I've been attempting to stay on the map. This has been to the detriment of my schoolwork, but I couldn't push through all of this bullshit without seeing friends and cute girls from time to time. So far I have had to drop 2 things that I wanted to do this semester because of everything I've got on my plate. I really wanted to go to Japan this summer and try to start up a Dr. Sketchy's in Birmingham. Both of which have had to go on the back burner since I have such an utter lack of time and money with which to do either of those things.

DRUGSDRUGSDRUGS
I've been smoking a lot. A lot, a lot. Excessive quantities of both weed and tobacco. I've also been drinking more than usual. I get really tired of being addicted to things. The way it feels to crave something soooo bad you'll turn your back on your decision to quit like it was nothing. Absolutely worthless. I just really don't have any better coping mechanisms.

GIRLSGIRLSGIRLSSEX
I've been prowling around again. I'm feeling both more cautious and more determined to meet girls since my last catastrophic incident involving a member of the opposite sex. As is almost always the case I'm attracted to multiple girls at the same time and am hung up on who I should pursue.

Girl 1: Really pretty, really cool, same drug usage, similar taste in entertainment and fashion, is an art major, capable of intelligent conversation. However, she hangs out with a lot of guys, has almost no female friends, can be difficult to read and thus I can't really tell how much she likes me.
Girl 2: Absolutely gorgeous, wicked sense of humor, similar drug usage, similar taste in entertainment, is an art history major, seems smart, seems to be interested in me. However, she fairly recently broke off an engagement, has a lortab addiction and could one of the apparently notorious Birmingham sisters.


So yeah... my life has been ceaselessly insane since school started back. I kind of feel like I'm out of control. Something about this level of insanity is nice though. I feel as though I'm kind of in my element. Constant insanity. Hopefully I won't end up smoking myself into a coma and failing all of my classes as a result.



Shit, 'slong as I get laid, right?