Optimistic

I feel like I'm starting to get the hang of living in Santa Monica, finally. No longer do I get stressed driving, I'm beginning to get a feel for the streets, and after conquering the bus system today, it's all coming together now.

I'm midway through the week now. After being so sick (wtf, right?) as to not go to class yesterday, I'm actively recouping my energy to be my fullest for my show with Will on Friday. It could very well be the most fun I'll ever have, we'll see. This weekend is just up in general.

Life feels up in general, but I still feel as if I need to come out of my shell a bit. I'm getting better and less shy, but I just need a bit more of a push, I suppose.

I haven't been able to work on music due to sleep/a lot of art school shit these last couple of days. It's a bit saddening, but I made this choice.


On a final note tonight, I'm surprised at the normalcy of most of the kids who attend the AI. I've only seen a handful of hipsters, which is a bit disconcerting to my conception of art school. I'VE BEEN LIVING A LIE

I kid. High hopes.