Would you look at that. Another semester has passed, and even though I had the credits for it sometime last semester, I am now officially a senior in college.

Woop, gotta change that info now don't I...

It's...weird. Lots of things have happened and changed over the course of the past year, let alone the past three. Not just my art, but my life; my friends, my jobs (which are now non-existent), where I've lived, and the path I'm going on. Still, my room at home is the same: blue and messy.

But getting out of sentimentality, wow, just....eesh. I'm graduating next year. What stands between me and that degree (ha it rhymes) are seven classes. Curriculum changes and what not whittled that number down from ten, and one of them was an art history, making it the BEST CHANGE EVER.

The one-on-one I had with my professor did give me some good news. For the first time since starting the program, I'm getting an A in the course, which I worked hard on getting. It's always something that elluded me - my work being not quite there, and it's frustrated me to no end. But I think I found a path to travel on within the past few months, so that's nice.

I was also told that my style, which becoming graphic, is also versatile. Sweet relief. That doesn't mean I just want do that style alone, as I plan on working on digitally painting this summer. But it's a nice thing to hear.