For serious.

College.

I mean, I know I don't go to a normal school. And definitely not a prestigious school. But...

Dude.

Seriously?

Life is good.

Save for the brutalizing of my wallet each time I go to fill my tank. Christ almighty. That just brings angry tears to my eyes.

I'm working hard to have my work stand out to my teachers. With that, I am very successful. I like the praise I'm getting, as well as the extra points given for my 'AWESOME JOB' and 'WOW' work. Should help me hold my 3.5+ GPA for my fatty scholarships.

Oh, breakdown...UHHH
I'm only doing 12 credits for this semester to get into the swing of things...ahh~

-Drawing...the...intro-to class: My favorite class of the day. Playing with things I know and learning tricks from a guy working in the field I aim for. Also, the teacher is hilarious. He knows how to teach...ohmygawsh. The class would be lame and boring if not for him. He MAKES that class, yo. Also made me realize that EVERYONE gets...like...no sleep. Ever. Never ever. Even out of college. Even retired. Even DEAD. Ohmy.
-English Comp...oh my GOD this class bores me to tears. It's yet another repeat of high-school. I should have look into testing out of this class at the beginning of the year. I could have done something different...like something that involved 3d design and sculpture... >_>;; I mean, CHRIST. It's rare when I fall asleep in a class. Very rare. But I've fallen asleep four times already...uugh. And I look so stupid doing it, I bet. I know I nod like an idiot as I'm floating off into space. I also know I leap out of my chair like a rabid cat when I suddenly wake up after falling asleep. Today I ended up walking out of the class halfway through because I just couldn't take it anymore.
-2-D Design Principles...started off lame and unexciting, but then turned into a crazy partyfest once we all started doing work. It challenges the way I think so I get all crazy excited over the work we get to do. :'D
-Intro to Illustration...hm. Starting to border on becoming a napping-class. This is alarming. As fun as it is hearing a lecture last for nearly two hours straight...I just...uugh. Chomping at the bit to do some hands-on work. I tried taking notes but that failed miserably. Now I sketch. Helps me absorb the relentless lecturing a bit better...just...moving my hands and all.

I drive approximately an hour to school and an hour back. It also seems that I am the person to drive everyone to mid-afternoon lunch/dinner. I hope I am scarring my passengers for life. I've done some ridiculous and illegal shit on the road to get to our destination. Indeed, I am a terrible driver. I feed off of their terror.
If you are a passenger in my car, just know that your life is in great danger.

Hum-ho. Oh, and I am getting fatter. But I felt better when the seniors were like LOL YEAH YOU'LL GET HUGE FRESHMAN YEAR. GAIN TEN POUNDS MINIMUM. YOU'LL SHED IT OFF AS YOU SLOWLY BEGIN TO STARVE TO DEATH LATER ON.

Good times.

Yeaaah. I like school. I've got friends. I'm chill with everyone. WOO!

Also I dunno why I typed this. Dunno who would even bother to read this shit ohoho.