3,2,1

i feel like i've been gouaching my whole life. this is only assignment #3.

i woke up late today (at 8.30. class STARTS at 8.30) but my teacher is super lax and i don't think she even noticed cuz people are constantly going in and out. i've noticed that when you're in a hurry to get ready, you tend to coordinate better. my clothes match almost TOO much today. it's very sad.

not too much left to go. i'm not too busy, i'm just slightly worried that i'll have a lot to do over break, which is upsetting. i'm bringing reed on the plane. how sad is that. do they let you bring scissors yet? that would be a problem. let me sum up the rest of my week:

wednesday: 2d...word. gouache, gouache, and gouache. which is what i'll also be doing tonight. it'll be good times. amazing actually.

thursday: i hate poetry. my teacher is so intense. i wish it would die. at least i don't have any history homework.

friday: drawing = 4-5 skull studies (which means i'll be doing 4, of course)

saturday: 1 pm, best day EVER. i'm going home with one of my favorite people.


i'm so exctied i't's not even funny. i don't know what to do with myself. i've gotta make time pass faster somehow, and then slow down to a crawl for next week before school starts again. i'm so excited. did i say that enough? i'm so excited.

3 days, 20 hours.