I've been in the mood to blog lately. It's weird.

Hello you beautiful people! As I sit here and try to figure out what to say about myself, I stumble. I am never really sure what to say about myself. I am an artist. It is easier for me to show you, than it is for me to tell you. I want my art to reveal me. It's a part of who I am. Don't ask me what I am going to do after college. Yes, that's right, I still have no idea. I am keeping options open, and I am taking it one day at a time. I don't care about making lots of money, I care about being happy, and living a life of purpose. I believe that everyone has a purpose, and that no one, and I mean no one, is a lost cause. As I lay here, a senior in college, I am super contemplative about the things I have been through, the friends I have made, and what an amazing, and somewhat indescribable journey it has been. But I guess that is a part of life. It can been written about, and caught on camera, but to truly understand it, you must go on your own journey through it. I've learned that no matter how many times you get told something is wrong, sometimes you just have to learn on your own. I've learned that good friends and good friends always go fantastic together. I believe that the people that I have been friends with have all influenced me, in some way or another. They have made me who I am today, and I wouldn't trade that for the world. They have taught me things about myself I would've never learned on my own. I have also learned that I really should listen to my mom and dad more often; they are usually always right. Anyways, that's just a little piece of my heart, and the rest you will just have to find out on your own. <3

Done, Done, Done.

I'm done trying. Trying to be something I'm not. Trying to please other people. Trying to be the person everyone accepts. It isn't supposed to be like this. I am supposed to be happy. Happy with myself. Happy with my life. Happy with my friends. The truth is we all fail. I fail. You fail. We all fail. I've let people down. I've hurt people. I've done things I regret. But those things all made me who I am now. Now I'm stronger. Now I'm learning. Now I'm growing. I choose to be optimistic. I choose to be happy with where I am in life. I choose to accept change. I choose to embrace who I am. Also, I choose not to care what others think. I've spent enough time doing that, and now I'm done. You can either take it or leave it. I'm done.

Two Nights Ago.

I pretty much had a post-semester breakdown, which is odd, because I didn’t have one during the semester. I started re-gauging my ears again, and apparently certain people have issues about what I do with my life. And it’s people I thought loved me. But apparently I was wrong again. I’m tired of the judgement. It’s my life, what I do to my body does not make me a bad person. You don’t know me, don’t tell me that you miss the person I was, when you don’t know the person I am now. You haven’t spoken to me in nine months, just because someone dies, doesn’t mean you should be concerned with sending me your opinions on things, or better yet, telling me that I should think about things that I am doing. Last time I checked, it WASN’T your concern.

And yes, I know I am taking this crap out on my blog. But you don’t have to read it. I just needed to vent. Crap like this annoys the hell out of me. Number one, you don’t know me. Number two, you still don’t know me. So can you back off please. And I know I have issues, but I'm working on them.

But change of pace: I located a memory card that I thought I lost that was full of pictures. Tomorrow night I get to see Mutemath for the first time, along with Royal Teeth. And I am super pumped about that. On thursday, one of my favorite people is driving two hours to come see me! Friday, I am spending the entire day with Rachel in NOLA, and we get to celebrate ULL making their first Bowl Game appearance in 41 years. Saturday morning, two of my best friends graduate college, which I am super stoked for, and I am so proud of them both. After graduation, Rachel and I will be back in NOLA for the Bowl Game. So excited for this wonderful week! And it’s definitely the good week I needed, after this semester of hell.

I fail at blogging. It's official. Our relationship has been having issues for quite some time now. I think I created my blog roughly two years ago. It's so hard for me to just commit to it. I guess I really don't have much to say. Or maybe I do but I just don't say it. I think I get that trait from my dad. Maybe I hold in the important things, and let out the things that really don't mean too much to me. What I want to say I don't, and what I shouldn't say I do. Ahh well life goes on.

2 More days of FINALS. Holy moly, I can't WAIT.

That's all, bye guys. Have a great day!! :)