because who doesn't love david bowie?

anyways i think it's high time for an update here, though there's not much to say in the ways of art besides 'art wait snurrfie i didn't know you did art i thought you just sort of stabbed a pencil through your face and bashed it against a table!'
to which i say
well, yes, that too.
but art is a thing i aspire to, sometimes, when i'm less constrained by reality than normal. but i've never been good at reality. but i've been looking at the future and things look bleak and i'm just sort of hanging on to art like it's my only chance at life- because hell, it might be.

or, yknow, there's always the possibility that it's not. but that's a story for a different day.  

i registered for classes for the beginning of next year, and i'm going to be separated from almost everyone i know. worth it, for english classes that don't make me want to slam my head repeatedly into the wall, astronomy and animation, but still. i'm in college classes at age 16 because who the hell needs a real high school experience anyways? sure, i won't have lasting relationships with anyone because people intimidate me on a regular basis and i'll probably end up alienating everyone close to me whether i want to or not, but hey, i've got experience in that. just smile quietly and pretend to move on. gets 'em everytime.

(the only reason i can say things like that here is because i'm confident no one reads this, or rather no one reads this and cares. )

but theoretically i'll be able to graduate by december, giving me essentially two quarters of fucking around and taking art classes with people twice my age and trying (not really) to animate and realizing i don't know how to life drawing and failing the hell out of everything and so on and so forth.

yeah, the future freaks me out.

sometimes i wish i was a teenager in the 90's because the anarcho-cyberpunk underground was in vogue. but rebellion is so passe.

i've been reading between four and eight books at once for the past two weeks. information overload never felt so great.

tom hiddleston's cheekbones are proof there is a God, and he is smiling upon mankind.

dang, that reminds me, i need to see the avengers again.

whoops, i was supposed to be introspective and deep here, wasn't i?

oh well.

fuck the hype.

ride or die.

xoxo, snurrfie
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