Delete-delete-delete. Sentence gone before I ruin sheexy's sheezy. My spring break went well, and I don't wanna type it here. This has like DEGRADED in under a year. I had the strongest beliefs that I could keep this blog alive until I was grown up to publish it. Isn't that a great idea? The only problem is that I'm "older" now. I feel like I've outgrown it, but that may just be simply because I am in between two major life stages, Jordan and I and me and anyone else. I'm not saying I'm 50% done with life, but maybe I live quick? DWHAM. I'm updating and having fun, crap. FUCK this art portfolio is not getting put together. It is two feet from me. What do I do?