At a mild dramatic brink.

So tomorrow I'm finishing up my tenth/eleventh piece and it may just be the last one. With the time I had, I believe I built a well portfolio. With more time, of course, I could have done better, but this is how I made things. All I have, mostly, is hope and faith.

Finally, I finalized, though not yet final, my works. And finally, subject to change by replacement in the future, I bought a portfolio.

I urinated around or exactly 15 times today. Seriously. Talk about crazy.

I began to loose my voice last night and at that instant I knew it was bad. I need my voice for Saturday because I'm going to be interviewed by the college I wish to go to. So, I continuously drank water, because it seemed to help, thus making me urinate so much. Also drank apple juice this morning. Now, I'm on multiple healing techniques. Hope and faith, hope and faith. :]

So tired, I am, as always... but thats an understatement. But yeah, You can understand my situation. I'M SO TIRED!!!!! I wish I could just sleep right now. I also wish I could sleep for an entire 24 hour day. But I can't. So be it.

Let's continue to walk forward into life. I'm here and I'm not stopping.

Goodnight.

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.