Is it really the 18th?
New apartment. New school. New alarm settings... 5:59 am to be exact. Sounds so much more dedicated than 6 am.
It's impossible to sum up the past month in the ten minutes I am giving myself to do this post. The gist of it is that my life revolves around homework (averaging three or four hours a day), work (four shifts a week), school (12 hrs a week plus 12 hours commuting there and back every week... no joke) and a couple early-morning wake boarding sessions on Saturday.
I'm loving school. Six weeks instead of the regular thirteen has meant an insanely steep learning curve for our freehand drawing class. The majority of my homework revolves around drawing. So. Much Drawing. My professors are super approachable, and actually appear to enjoy teaching. I've already made some school friends. And I have been very pleasantly surprised at my grades.
The apartment is looking adorable. I love my work commute (it's about 60 steps from here to work), and I swear that our neighbours sleep all day. I rarely hear or see anyone!
Anyways, my time is up. I have to go draw a cube and cylinder. Exciting stuff.
New apartment. New school. New alarm settings... 5:59 am to be exact. Sounds so much more dedicated than 6 am.
It's impossible to sum up the past month in the ten minutes I am giving myself to do this post. The gist of it is that my life revolves around homework (averaging three or four hours a day), work (four shifts a week), school (12 hrs a week plus 12 hours commuting there and back every week... no joke) and a couple early-morning wake boarding sessions on Saturday.
I'm loving school. Six weeks instead of the regular thirteen has meant an insanely steep learning curve for our freehand drawing class. The majority of my homework revolves around drawing. So. Much Drawing. My professors are super approachable, and actually appear to enjoy teaching. I've already made some school friends. And I have been very pleasantly surprised at my grades.
The apartment is looking adorable. I love my work commute (it's about 60 steps from here to work), and I swear that our neighbours sleep all day. I rarely hear or see anyone!
Anyways, my time is up. I have to go draw a cube and cylinder. Exciting stuff.
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| NO SATURDAY MORNING SLEEP IN'S |
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| MALIBU DREAM BOAT- I FORGET HOW TIRED I AM WHEN I SEE THIS SET-UP |
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| FIRST TIME WAKE BOARDING. IT'S PRETTY SWELL. |
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| SCOTTY'S A FREAK. HE'S GOOD AT EVERYTHING. |
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| BAR CART. $10 AT THE LOCAL THRIFT SHOP. BOOM. |
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| FIRST NIGHT IN THE APARTMENT. THE CATS WEREN'T ALL SLINKY AND SCARED LIKE I THOUGH THEY'D BE. WE LET THEM OUT OF THE KENNEL AND THEY JUST OWNED THE PLACE. |
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| SOMEONE'S GOT A CRAFT CLOSET! |
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| SCOTTY'S GREAT AUNT'S CEDAR CHEST. FILLED WITH BLANKETS AND DREAMS. |
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| DID I MENTION HOW MUCH I LOVE THE LOCAL THRIFT SHOP? |
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| BORN TO BE AN APARTMENT CAT |
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| NEW SCHOOL SHOES. THE LAST NEW CLOTHING ITEM I WILL GET FOR A VERY.VERY. VERY LONG TIME. |
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| THE PROFESSOR IS AN ARCHITECT. HE'S BEEN WORKING IN THE FIELD FOR 30+ YEARS. BRILLIANT AND BRUTAL. |
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| CLASS NOTES. SIMPLE. |
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| DRAWN FROM MEMORY. NO RULERS ALLOWED. KIND OF GREAT. |
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