Just gonna make a post to update on how my life has been working out, because it seems to be doing important stuff lately. At least to me.

!. I got a reccommendation letter from Mrs. Weiss!
@. I worked on the Art Honors Society mural today. It was outside and I painted until about 4:50, at which point the sun was setting and my fingers were so cold that they hurt and it felt like they were going to fall off/become dead.
#. I have consistently been going to the gym (and keeping my resolution) and today I went to this intense workout class at which there were certain points my muscles ceased to function. I wish we worked our abs more-- but my legs and arms were noodles.
$. I have a model for my next painting! We're going to have a shoot tomorrow after school, and then I'll start working on it, but then I'll have to start because of my cousin's birthday party.
%. I secretly still feel really bad about a friendship I lost back in either September or October. I actually think about this every day. I like to pretend I don't care about a lot of things, because thats the way that life is-- things happen, you meet new people, forget old people, life moves on. But for some reason my life seems to go in circles-- I never really can move on because I find myself back where I once was at some point. Hmmm. And he never is online.
^. I still need at least one or two more reccommendation letters. Most upsetting. I wanted to have my shit in by Monday. Maybe Mr. Thomas or Kemery can write me one.

And I haven't time to do arty art because of fucking school. All of Monday I spent on English, all of Tuesday on Creative Writing, Wednesday... what the fuck did I do then...? Oh, I took a Pilates class and did homework and read my book and went to sleep early because on Tuesday I was up until 3:00. And then I already said what I did today. I wish my dad would let me take a day off from school. At least we have off Monday. Sigh. I think I'll get up early on Monday for art and hopefully hang out with Danielle that night. College, college, college. Shit.