I haven't written in this journal for a while now. It seems like things in my life have calmed down. I'm finally finished with my final art project and my research project. It took longer to complete the research. It wasn't much fun especially when we started to write the actual thesis paper for the project.
My final art project ran much smoother. I ended up finishing a day before the dead line. This was all well and good, but I still need to take it home.
The new semester started a little less than a month ago and I finally feel better about the other things that were stressing me. I'm so glad that those old stresses went away. They made room for new ones.
As of now, I'm starting to stress about my graduation project. In my school all the students have to complete a graduation project to graduate from high school. They started doing this project only a few years ago. For my grad. project, I wanted to draw a short manga, like the professionals. I'm going to buy all the proper tools to make one and I'm a little nervous. It makes me wonder if I draw well enough to create a short manga.
I'm a little relieved to know that my sister has choosen a grad project. She's going to be "shadowing" a teacher (or following the teahcer around an observing exactly what the teacher does in their job). I guess that means she would want to be a teacher when she gets older. Funny, I never would have expected that from her. Then again she did tell me she would want to teach in the grade schools, because she loves kids. That's sweet.
Another thing that's stressing me out is getting my driver's liscene. I have roughly 50 hours completely just a month after I would have been able to get my liscene, but my mother won't let me or my sister get our liscenes until the winter weather begins to go away. Lately we've been getting a lot of snow and my mother doesn't want us to get our liscenes when there is snow on the ground. Oh well, I'm sure I'll get it before summer.
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Kodoku na Oujo no Nikki (The Diary of a Lonely Princess)
This little, worn diary, holds my deepest thoughts and fears.
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