huh.

For some reason, all of my attempts at being less depressing on this blog have all failed. Lol.

On the other hand, hooray! It's winter break! That's exciting. I got home yesterday and have basically slept and/or watched TV since then. Ah, the beauty of having nothing to do.

But alas! I do have stuff to do. A lot of things!

1. Start drawing again.

2. Rig and animate my character.

3. Make clothes for my character.

4. Sew stuff in real life.

5. Be social.

a. go watch Tron: Legacy with people!

b. go watch Black Swan with people!

c. go watch Tangled with people!

d. bake stuff with people!

6. Program stuff.

7. Make bio animations.

8. Search and apply for internships.

9. Make up my sleep debt.

I haven't sketched in quite a while. Maybe that's why the last half of this semester was overwhelming.

I just realized, I haven't done contour drawings in a while.

ok,

go.

a lot of stuff on my mind.

pixar,

was extremely amazing.

This summer was fabulous. The people there are extraordinary. I guess that's the secret to their success!

I've come away from my experience with many questions. What do I want to do with my life? What career should I go into? How do I get into Pixar again?!

The one thing I do know, however, is this:

No matter what I do or where I work, I want to be surrounded by people like the ones I met this summer.

♥♥

I just realized that:

MY BLOG IS SUPER DEPRESSING.
It should have more sunshine and happy things and such.


There we go.

i...

got a job.

i will survive

monday:
physics exam
biomedical engineering problem set
programming homework

tuesday:
child development chapter 7
progeria paper and presentation

wednesday:
biomedical engineering midterm
physics 18.RQ.36, 41

thursday:
child development paper and chapter 16
physics 18.P.55

friday:
calculus final
spring break

saturday:
ice skating

verwirrt.

My congested airway is perhaps making me delusional.

Sometime, somewhere, everyone realizes that they don't really matter in the grand scheme of things.

We're all surrounded by successful people; we all wish we could be like those people, who seem to matter. But you know, that variable white dwarf BPM 37093 in Centaurus doesn't really care about Albert Einstein.

Ignore me and my disgusting sniffling noises, please. But now that I'm in college, it is blatantly true, and I am frighteningly complacent.

But art. Perhaps this is something I can still be good at.