It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? Sorry about that!

I started school this week, and my entire life can be summarized with a speeding car chase, complete with honking horns, shrieks of terror, and that camera effect where everything blurs and you can’t quite tell what you’re looking at.

Or so it feels like to me.

I’m trying to hold down both of my jobs as well as take three classes. It’s really not that bad, but two days a week are a claustrophobic mess, where I have no time and even less rest. I’m more stressed out about the potential of being in school and then working until 10pm than the actual crazy days I have to endure.

I guess once you literally crash and burn, it’s easier to fear the metaphorical crashing and burning.

Ah, well. I’m taking Spanish, a Film appreciation class, and Survey of American Literature this term, and so far I am excited about all of the subject matter. Since this is week one, I’m still in love with Spanish, and working on turning the switch to español completely over in my mind. Film appreciation looks like it will be very fun, we’re watching Rear Window next week and reading about different kinds of shots and the like, which I find fascinating. I’ve always wanted to shoot and edit film, and something tells me that this class is only going to make that desire worse!

My American Literature class is going to be my hardest, I can say that easily. We just read a bunch of works by Mark Twain and I’m ridiculously excited to read The Yellow Wallpaper again, as it is one of my favourite short stories. (I know, I like strange things, watch me put ketchup on my chocolate!)

I hope that I will be able to continue to draw and sketch over these next few months. I’ve been trying, but I think I’m too overloaded right now to really ‘zone out’ and draw. To be honest, that’s really when I draw the best, is when I relax and quit caring what the final product will look like. People (who see me sketch) always ask me how I learned to draw, or why they can’t draw ‘like this’ or something. It’s hard to communicate how hard it is for me to really draw things how I see them, and how everything turns out easier when you just go with the flow.