summer is fantastic so far, and it’s helped to heal something i knew it would. I’m making good progress on my summer to-do list and i start summer classes today. all’s well.　

I’m not anti-social,

I’m just surrounded by people who are filled with hate and greed and worry and I just want to live freely and peacefully and love everything, and it’s terribly ironic because i don’t want to hate anything but I hate being around the negativity that they exhibit and no one understands that. 

there is something about early morning

it is lonely and quiet and gives me time to reflect which is just depressing

3 of 5 of my pieces made it into the art show, and the first thing that I thought was ‘why not all 5?’ Not in a sense of thinking they were overly qualified for it, but in a how-can-I-be-better aspect. I should be ecstatic because 1. I’m a freshman, and apparently they take age into account, and 2. I know none of the judges personally because I’m not an art student. Yet I seem to always have this attitude and I hate that I’m never satisified, but at least I’ll always be improving.