I kinda really don't want to write on my website. Right now it feels so strange and unfamiliar. Its like walking into a party where you're the friend of the friend of the friend of the person who is throwing it. I just feel removed and detached from it some how.

*sigh*

School is starting a new, and I am once again registered at a university I do not like. I mean, the school itself is not that bad of a place, its just the poodunk, backwater, hillbilly town that its located in. I despise it here, and frankly I've made the clear cut decision not to return next fall. This may I will be out of Louisiana Tech. I just can't do that anymore.

So I'm taking 9 hours this time. Intro to Graphics Design (Art 119), Conceptual Design (Art 117) and English 101. Whoopee. I seem to have just bounced around on my arts. I've taken art 260, 118, 115, 116, and 125 already.

I really do hate school, and I've found myself reaching out for impossible solutions. I'm taking chances, risking my sanity, and also running the risk of seriously displeasing my parents. Okay, so maybe not both my parents, just my dad. He has never really been proud of the things I've done. Becoming a Liberal Arts major only worsened things.

I'm just hoping that come june I'll be out of here, New Orleans will hopefully be my ticket.