To take the words of Ms Klein.. "You are all a little Bilbo Baggins on your adventure of life in which you will soon be leaving youre comfort zone, your hobbit hole." It looks like I will be going to IUP next year. I toured their art department. Some of the walls were made out of canvas and people painted all over them. That right there made me completely sure that I wanted to go there. I have my portfolio review within the next few months. I hope it goes well. But if it doesn't, then oh well. Things seem to have been folding out for me naturally lately. I'd still go to IUP for undecided- fine arts regardless. It's so far away, but I'm being consumed with thoughts of how different life will be when I'm not sleeping in the same walls that have comforted me for the past 17 years. I'm scared, yet I'm so excited. --- Today's story. I looked out the window and saw snow on the ground. I was full of that familiar excitement you get when you were a little kid. I felt like a little kid. I was smiling all cheesy and sort of dancing (the typical signs of my excitement). Instantly I got the best idea, I was gonna go play in it. Yeah, I had several boxes of snow stuff in my closet. The boots, the snow suit, the hats, the scarfs, and those kickass snow gloves where you can only get one on and the second one takes you a good 10 minutes. Oh no. It hit me... This would be impossible. I was at work. I couldn't be a little kid and go play in it. I had to work. I had to stay here and make money so I could prove to all those handful of bastards that I could do it. To prove that I wasn't lazy. To prove that I could support myself. (Screw you people). So I gave the snow one last smile, and got back to work. --- Growing up is insane. I'm not sure if I love it or hate it. I don't really have a moment to decide. My schedule for every monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, and friday is: School. Work. Schoolwork. Maybe some fun if I'm lucky. Sleep the second I hit the pillow. --- Thanks to Thanksgiving break I can have a timeout from all this for a little. Thankfully. Lots of Thanks. Wow thats a count of four. No thanks to Morgan for scheduling me on Thanksgiving though. Not cool. This will be the first year I do not get to have dinner with my extended family. I guess it's okay. It will keep me away from my temptation of turkey. I've been trying a vegetarian diet for the past week and a half. It's tough, but I'm glad I'm doing it. For the cause, and to test my self discipline. It's a complete self thing. I don't care what anyone thinks. Don't care what i do. I don't care what you do.