i was this close

to writing an entry about how annoying it is that i cannot seem to come across any kafka books (kafka! lord have mercy on waldenbooks and its inability to restock its shelves) when the object of my lust wandered through the library door located behind me and to the right.

oh, how i anticipate seeing him at least once a day, and how i long to be so lucky that he were to wave or say “hey, andrea”

too bad he’s thirty and married.

anyway, my life has been deliciously art-filled as of late; more shows (attended gallery night in cape for the first time, not too long ago), a bit more — oh, he just passed by again — productive than usual (sketching a mr. quinton sledge’s nose in a most unstoppable manner), smoking menthols (such a bad girl), and seeing a fellow art student a bit.

i have finally decided to take the leap from “almost dirt poor” to “starving and cliche” by changing my major from education to art, and will finish pursuing my AFA. it is time, once again, to look into higher education. my dreams of SCAD have almost been demolished, but SIU-C has become intriguing after spending a little bit of time in their print studio.

oh, goodness, he’s walking toward — “have a good weekend, andrea.”
“you, too!”

… *swoon.*

anyway, i’ve informed my mother of this change and was met simply with a sigh and a, “well, alright,” which seems to translate to something along the lines of: “oh, god, my daughter will be in debt up to her eyeballs and still living with us in six years.”

however!

the c’s (cassie and chelsea) and i have decided to look into getting an apartment or home for rent! i greatly anticipate the indubitable hatred we will develop for one another.

this post is somewhat pointless, aside from demonstrating my horrible crush for *gasp* an instructor! and letting everyone know that i am still alive and still a regular reader,  and hopefully becoming a far more regulated blogger, as well.

oh, and p.s.: i have dissociated myself with a one gaige spencer; no, i never slept with him and happily never will. GOSSIP GOSSIP!

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