Yeah, I can work at 3AM, but I need lots of Sufjan to keep me from going into Nihilistic Existentialist Mode.

Life is a marble notebook. Think about that for a while.

HISTORY CLASS CAN BE PRODUCTIVE.

To-day:
● Gettin’ my shit together
● MoMA +Nicole
● METRIC & CRYSTAL CASTLES @ WEBSTER HALL
● Blowin’ off mah homework

GOLD LION’S GONNA TELL ME WHERE THE LIGHT IS

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I don’t fuckin’ knowwwwwwwww.

HOHOHOHOHOHOHO I finally finished that damned typography assignment. As I was vectoring the final piece I ended up drafting an angry ranting e-mail (in my brainz) to our professor about how much mental anguish he caused me with his stupid homework. Sending it would probably be useless since he apparently doesn’t check his e-mail anyway.

So now I kinda feel like this:

And I’m sure Nicole still looks like that at this hour… if she’s not as finished with the Damned Poster as I am.

BUT I ALSO HAVE THIS.

ROARRGH.

Shit’s been crazy, school is like WHOOMP. I feel like all my designbrainz left me somewhere around mid-May. Why can’t I FOCUSSSSSSSS. Meh.