Blog of a self-proclaimed illustrator, hopeless writer, and sleep-deprived something-or-another.
Iiiiit’s…GRYFFINDOR!!! My brother Xavo bought this for me at Universal Studios over his spring break. Sweet, right?
Studying on a Saturday night with my chimp man mug. What a life we live on the weekends!
Confidence and CS6.
No, I couldn’t open this jar when I first got it, though my pent-up hankering for the spicy jar of pickled heaven did push me to try harder than I’ve ever tried to simply open a jar. Happily, this hasn’t been my only going-on since I last posted…
Little time in a big world.
It’s been very hot lately. Granted, it’s not 100+ degrees in Texas yet, but the heat will get to a person if he/she is adverse to sweating, getting darker, or forking over even more to pay his/her defunct car AC, all of which I am. This is the third malfunction of my car within the last two months, and the heat will break me soon, while the high temperatures are still in the lower 90s.
As my first post back in a long time, I should be typing positive strings of words and giving my gentle audience the quiet kindness and lovely undertones that a lady whose blogging presence had formerly graced Blogger should offer her followers; however, I’m not amused by misfortune, nor should I pretend that I am. It’s unnatural, overly staged, and unfit for soon-to-be graduates.
This semester has been too short, as anyone fearing really real adulthood would say. Summer classes help ease the impending march out the door of parents’ houses and onto really real adulthood pavements, leading to really real adulthood buildings filled with really real adulthood jobs and really real adulthood motions…There’s a lot going on, to say the least. Attempting to connect college learning to really real adulthood isn’t as bad as trying to meet my current position with my dream position. I know it’s possible, but, per the jargon of a marketeer, how do I position myself in the consumer’s mind?
Late-night/early-morning thinking is the worst.
Studying Korean (한국어) in the wee hours of the morning. Thanks, screwy circadian rhythm. (Taken with instagram)
My KitBit KatBat feline fellow and I are making a Tumblr comeback. Stay tuned…
