01. the beginning (again)

Who am I? If you're reading this you probably know. I don't have anything figured out. I haven't left the Bay Area in 3 years (p a t h e t i c). I charge literally everything on my credit card. I want to stay young forever. I want to party all night every day and sleep in till 3pm. I want to dress up and walk around San Francisco. I want to do anything that I don't feel forced to do . . . I don't want to take the leap and get a real job.

Design is my life. It has been my life from the moment the goal of getting into the BFA first entered my mind. I spend literally all day and night on my laptop trying to figure things out. I still remember one of my professors saying to me in 104, "you are going to have to be confident at some point...right?" But that point hasn't come. I'm tired of the air of competition among my classmates, and the unnecessary shit talking from those that think they're god. I just want everyone to get along so we can let are creativity breatheee... I have a lot I need to refine, a lot I need to figure out how to do technically. Nobody is perfect...

Despite all that the spring semester has been life changing. I figured out a lot about myself being alone.