I should very much be doing homework right now, but everyone seems to be posting journals lately and I feel the need to yell at something and/or beat my head into a wall until I pass out. So I think it's fair that I write one too.

4 studio classes is a bad fucking idea. It may not seem like it, but goddammit I hate my life and I cannot get a job in between my classes, I tried, no one wants my shitty hours. Patty the infamously horrible Ideation teacher has also given me the project from hell to do even after I showed her (when the damn thing was actually due) that this is physically not possible to do in the time I have. And yet she still is bitching at me to have it done next week, on top of the regular hw. And Sophomore seminar is like an annoying dog at my heels that I'm very afraid of failing at this point. It's really hard to promote your career in animation, when you don't have any finished animation besides one exploration of flash and a bunch of one second pencil tests that turn pink on youtube for some reason. So much to fucking dooo

my apt also is looking like shit, and I fully plan to do hw straight through Thanksgiving break all alone in this depressing dump.

On the positive side, signing up for less classes next semester (like the advised amount) I'm trying to get into a comics class and web and screen with hip and laid back Travis, and then hopefully I can get into an animation class that works in groups making shorts for nickelodeon and such.. but I'm in the last group to pick classes cause I didn't claim a major yet. oops.

oh, and I'll be putting some shit up in the next too weeks while working on my website, but don't expect much. My drawing I did last night looks like shit. I want to set it on fire. and now to fixative it so it can be critted and I can feel worse. mmm.