dum dum.
new septum piercing. my mom would definitely rip this one out.
so sometimes when i am thinking of the beastie boys, i think the beach boys even though subconsciously i am thinking of the beastie boys (and vice versa), so i think of whatever i was thinking using the wrong name. then i get really confused for a second and then i always crack up because whatever it was, just sounded ridiculous. always.
and yes, this has happened on multiple occasions.
hahaha. sorry i am cracking up to this.
i wish photobooth would really actually produce two of me. that way my design projects would be completely done by saturday, so i can go snowboarding on sunday guilt free. ok back to work.
manhunt.
my head hurts. i’ve been coughing up my lung. all the while i am drawing and cracking up to the 70s show. i did not realize that this is such a stoner show until now.
happy new year to all.
2010 was an OK year.
2011 shall be better.
i have los angeles and new york to look forward to. plus becoming a college graduate.
a look back at 2010’s resolutions.
go back to simplicity. purge my life of things that don’t really matter. or else i will have a shit ton of baggage to lug across the country.
start paying off credit cards. really. and no more charging them. cut them up. and delete the account numbers from my phone and memory.
have a god damn amazing portfolio coming out of school. i didn’t do so well this past semester as far as senior work went, and i am kinda disappointed. but i think i needed to taste a bit of failure to ensure myself that it cannot ever happen again.
become a gym rat. again. really.
stop being afraid of being judged. i will be even if i don’t want to be. so i need to stop worrying.
execution. needs to be worked out, and i need to do it well. in all aspects of my life.
record. i used to be better at this, and i’m sad that i’m not anymore.
i hope that you all will achieve your resolutions and that your 2011 will be amazing and flourishing with goodness.
