So today in art class I was pretty sweet. You're probably jealous of how absolutely stinking amazing my art project was. I'm actually exaggerating the awesome quite a bit, but it was neat. My teacher is way not confident enough in herself. I mean she's a grad student but she should still be able to talk to a class full of undergrads. Anyway, the project. We had to start off practicing ellipses by drawing styrofoam cups, again and again and again and again. You get the idea. Anyway, the actual drawing was a still life of a bunch of paper bags set up all over everything. Turned out pretty neat in my case. I wasn't sure about it at first but I was happy with the final product.
Its too fucking hot here right now. I want to die. I mean, I'm wearing a pink shirt and I'm roasting my ass off. Seriously, this should not be happening.
I'm done with class for the day and done with most of my homework as well. Have a little more spanish so I'm going to go do that. I might hang out with girl-Lincoln later if I can get ahold of her.
Its too fucking hot here right now. I want to die. I mean, I'm wearing a pink shirt and I'm roasting my ass off. Seriously, this should not be happening.
I'm done with class for the day and done with most of my homework as well. Have a little more spanish so I'm going to go do that. I might hang out with girl-Lincoln later if I can get ahold of her.
needless to say, it sucked.