Even So

You're gonna hate me when I tell you everything
You're gonna question whether you really know me at all
You will revisit every smile
And where it fit into the day
I know this is how it will play
—"Even So" by Rachael Yamagata

I miss my friend.

Sometimes I wish I could say exactly what I think and feel, without worrying about the consequences.

I can't.

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I hear angst is supposed to fuel creativity and such. Notsomuch here.

On the other hand, though I don't feel like drawing, I do have some story idea inspired by a song by this band. It was eerily appropriate considering my musings over the past few days.

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I meant for this entry to be a photo dump, but that'll have to wait til a little later. School is still driving me mad, I've got two photo projects due, one still seriously late. I've got lots to do for my Senior Portfolio. I need to get a type-dominant poster done and 3 more logos at least. I don't know how I manage to be so effing complacent about all of this. Habit I guess.