sometimes i let myself forget that for some reason or another, the karma system actually seems to work for me. when i get wronged in a real harsh way, stuff brightens up after about a week or so just like that, and i'm in a good fucking mood again.
"good fucking mood" is not terribly accurate; i feel better right now than i have all semester. the turning point came on tuesday when i was pleasantly informed that the division of the humanities liked my summer art project proposal and are funding me to the tune of $4,000. jesus christ. all of a sudden, it was like this big hand reached into the puddle of shit i'd been floundering around in all week and hauled me out. officially i am really fucking excited that for once i get to just work on art without other classes or a job or anything to worry about...just me and the paint brush. i'm stoked to be living in hamilton this summer, because hamilton has the nicest summers ever. and i'm really fucking excited that i don't have to get a job for the first summer in four years.
"good fucking mood" is not terribly accurate; i feel better right now than i have all semester. the turning point came on tuesday when i was pleasantly informed that the division of the humanities liked my summer art project proposal and are funding me to the tune of $4,000. jesus christ. all of a sudden, it was like this big hand reached into the puddle of shit i'd been floundering around in all week and hauled me out. officially i am really fucking excited that for once i get to just work on art without other classes or a job or anything to worry about...just me and the paint brush. i'm stoked to be living in hamilton this summer, because hamilton has the nicest summers ever. and i'm really fucking excited that i don't have to get a job for the first summer in four years.