Plus one.

Finished another painting and I really like how it came out. Yay me!

I'm proud of myself, for making these pieces with suck little time. Even so, I can feel how my skill is growing, while in the process. I hope so direly that I make it to California College of the Arts.

I'm going to need help to get through this week.

Night!

Pain, agony, exhaustion.

I guess I can be exaggerating about my situation. I am really tired though.

Finished another painting and I can sense my art self growing, becoming more sophisticated. But I know, as a profession, its going to be very difficult. Rather yet, art college in general. Four years. Am I ready? Not completely. Can I do it? No question.

La, la, la... going to relax now and watch more House. All the while think of new ideas for more pieces. The 19th is going to hit me faster than a baseball.

Live, all the way from my room in a house in a court of a street within a neighborhood of a city of a state belonging to the US of A, of the world... goodnight.

Stretched, kinda, thin.

I'm amazed by myself at the moment. I finished a sketch, complete with shading, of an STi and it was within two hours. Amazed I am because I can honestly say that I still have it. Rather, that I'm good at drawing. Yup.

My goal for this weekend was to finish at least three pieces. Portfolio Day is in a week. I'm so scared! Now my goal becomes two and heck, if I'm fortunate, I may even go crazy and do five in total. That would make me so proud of myself.

Yet again I'm really tired. My back is sore and aching, and all those fatigued symptoms. I need sleep, or just rest. I also need to have close to, if not at, 15 pieces. What to do, what to do? Mind says keep working but knows I won't attain great results, but it'll still be work, and the body says no, relax for tonight. I'm going to relax. I'll also try to get over somewhat wasting valuable work time. Can catching up on House make up for it? I hope so.

Haven't peeped scorn since August. WTH! Thats crazy!! I wish I went longer.

G'night y'all.

Collage.

That painting I started a month ago and never completed... I turned it into a collage and finished it. It is DOPE. Then, it kinda got ruined after my dad put a gloss finished. That angered me a bit. I hope it'll be fine by morning because I want to show my teacher.

Damn, I'm so tired I can't even type.

Went around today for Yes! Paste....

Tired, tired, and tired.

Week one is about done. One more. Lots of work to complete.

Laaaaate.

It continues; haven't died yet.

Woke up late and was late.

Worked more.
Finished two pieces.
Happy that I finished pieces, I know I've got spirit backing me up.
Preparing more.
Sleeping early(er than last night and the night before.)

The next days of school until the 18th:
Four projects due this Thursday and Friday. One completed. Another one uncertain for initial start. Other is with a partner, which is going well. Last is... with partner but has not been started.
Crap....
Next week is finals week..
Crap....
I'm not worried about finals that much, I never do. But this year I actually or probably will have a final for each class. Super gayyyyy! Plus I'm trying to meet the deadline and gotta write a personal statement.

Tired, exhausted, wasted, spent, drained, fatigued... I'm gone. G'night.

So this is what its like. Growing up.

And hardworking.

You know I couldn't go to sleep after not blogging for a week or more, because I began one but never finished it so its now saved waiting to be finished, even though I am thoroughly exhausted.

If you're planning to attend art college, you've got to begin your portfolio early. Seriously. I knew it but it just never worked out like that. Now I've got two weeks until National Portfolio Day, which can be the day to give me a college to go to or the day to crush my artistic skills, and I've got no really good pieces finished. MAJOR SADFACE.

Now I'm proving to myself, and whoever, that I can do it. I shall come up with at least 15 pieces within twelve days. I will make it to SF for that day. I will get into an art college. And I will attain my dream of becoming a professional artist. Damn right.

I'm not kidding when I say I'm so tired. I'm aching worse as I continue to write, but I just write so easily. It flows. Also, I have four projects due this week. I really should have done some major work during my break. But its not wrong to use break as a time to relax. I mean its not called "Time off to do other things."

I'll be incognito, not by choice, for the next two weeks. It may even be nice. I know I'll make it.

Good night.

Yahoo!

I finally got to hang out with my boys today. It was so much fun.

Today began with me skating with Niko and Danny. We threw it down a bit, but the result of performance we had was not what we wanted or hoped for. Still, its all good. Hey, we suck. Plain and simple. Danny snapped his deck out of frustration and Niko and I called it quits. That's just how they hobby goes....

After that, I kicked it with Neeks, Cuts, and Ron. So altogether it was the four of us. The four of us in a Camry. We went to Premier and Valley Fair. I love these guys, man. We had fun around the mall, returning things and joking around.

Ron got dropped off because he had other business to attend to, then so did Cuts. Then after an hour, while I stayed with Neeks, Cuts, Neeks, and I reunited. We went to Eastridge to return more things and go around. After realizing there's nothing to do, we returned back to Neek's pad and played some Xbox. When the clocked ticked time for me to be home, we decided to pack everything and play over at mine's. So we did that.

The three of us cuddled close in my room, with the heater on, and played games. Games for hours. Then, when it got late, they bounced.

Thanks to my nigs tonight! Much love! Four life! Por vida! (I think that means for life!)

WE GOT UNKED. UNKED OURSELVES HARD. WOW......

Sorry if tonight's blog wasn't up to par. Its because I'm tired like a mistreated preteen age worker in a third world country. Damn, haha, maybe thats a bit exaggerated, but you understand.

This is the sign off! Peace!