So, as usual, I apologize to my few but wonderful dA friends for the poor upkeep and general laziness regarding this account. Don't expect it to get any better, either, because school's about to start its relentless thrusting into my anal cavity once again. Besides the soul-consuming all nighters, the semester went fairly well and I'm doing a great deal of experimentation with style and such, which I won't be posting because Fuck You, that's why. Also, it's pretty in Savannah. Thus far I've managed to not only somehow pass all my shit, but make the dean's list as well. My cynical side (which is most of me, actually) is assuming the majority of students get on this too. I'm finding that the toughest thing about school isn't school at all, but carrying the tremendous weight on my shoulders of student loans and the pressure of somehow landing a great job upon graduating. Thinking about this has got me really upset, and no should be upset on Christmas, so I'm going to pop a Zquil, watch Sooper Troopers and curl myself up into a burrito of sadness.
Mood: Winter Downs
Listening to: That damn clock and its relentless ticking
Drinking: Chai tea, motherfucker.