eeeww, I think my roommate smoked a cig inside because the whole upstairs smells like stale cigs.
Aaron, me, Candace, Alex. Not pictured: Hope, watercoloring on the floor; Mark, reading about the Cuban Missle Crisis at the kitchen counter.
Trying to get a job at a place I’ve wanted to work for like four years. Finger crossed, knock on wood, get it tiger, whatever. I don’t know, even if I don’t get it, the fact that I was considered is rad,
Holy shit. I’m making the first payment on a new bike today and I feel like an adult. Other than art school this will be the single most expensive thing I’ve ever bought myself. I spent a good bit of yesterday weighing my options trying to figure out if the bike I want is worth it. I’ve realized that it totally is because I bike at least 3 miles a day at the very minimum, and I plan on trying to expand the area of my job search. I feel like I’m getting married or something.
whenever you’re feeling down about yourself
it gets better
OH MY GOD JULIA
All of my shorts are too big… which is nice I guess.
there is always hope
When will this happen to me