12.13.2001
 
So, it's almost half past midnight, and what am I doing? Resting after two gruesome hours goldfoiling a canvas to paint on. My lordy that took forever... at least now I've established more or less a technique to it... Speaking of which, it's lying under two amps right now so the foil can flatten. Hehehe.

Sis is still up, still procrastinating, still cramming to get her piece for art done, still downing coffee after coffee.

The phone conversation with Matt today (albeit short) got me thinking... I'm happy with the way life's turning out. Sure, it's not exactly "hugs and puppies" at the moment (or most moments for that matter) but the way I see it: I could be stuck in AZ where my friend might've never had the courage to come out, hiding in my closet till my university years, lacked the skill and technique to become the artist I wanted to be, become more and more obsessively otaku, living in a place where white people aren't the minority (seriously, in certain places in Vegas (*coughclarkehighschoolcough*) the white population is significantly low) and I would've have contact with those like me, and my dad wouldn't be as agreeable since his job would be far more stress-inducing. And I would never have met such amazing and interesting/talented/intelligent people at my school.

Ack... getting tired! And I haven't even worked out yet... it must be the 2 hours spent at church today practicing for the Xmas pageant (to be followed on thursday afternoon by 3 hours of rehearsal and the final production on friday) and the sheer need for calories inorder to act like the carpenter.

.... Nyarh.

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