sooo this weekend i was planning on writing all about my Halloween and how completely fucked up it was, besides the fact that me and Calvin bonded and dined&dashed at Denny's, but shh about that..

i'd rather not go into details.

today i mastered the art of self-portraiting. well, maybe not "mastered". i still have to work on them, but i am so excited for when they're done!

i get so over-whelmed in art sometimes, like today for example, but i've been learning to just go for it. i can't be hesitant or i'll get nothing done. i can't be afraid to make a mark. and i'm slowly learning and i end up surprising myself with exactly what i'm capable of doing. the feeling i get is so irreplaceable. i came home with a huge smile on my face and showed my parents and maybe they were just humouring with their "wow"'s and "great job"'s but i don't care. it made me feel really good.

i think it's important for people to find that source of challenge that they can overcome and be stupid happy over.

i think it could be the meaning of life.