i think i'll keep posting a journal entry every year or so, for fun, when the rare urge to browse my old deviantart suddenly arises within me. hi. uh. reading my old journals, i can see that i share one annoying, significant trait with my younger self-- i still don't do anything i say i'll do. i wonder why that is. what made me like that to begin with? oh well.
it would be very like my old self to mention the overdue work i have, to mention my reason for being up at such an hour, etc.
nah, i won't do that.
hmmm. i've applied for undergrad. weird, eh? not to art, though. which isn't surprising, considering the size of my body of work (pract