life

woah, so hard to get back into the swing of blogging.
haven't really done so in a while. it feels like ages.
nothing quite new i suppose. same old work, school, church. same routine.
no time still. i have a reading break but it's only 2 days and i only have class on one of them.
on the list of things to get done by next week:

• write a rough draft of an essay so when i write it in class my thoughts are organized- do a work cited for that (which im terrified of, so much at stake if i do it incorrectly -such as a punctuation off then it'd be considered plagiarism...)
• finish my personal still life along with a painting a landscape from my window (i don't have a landscape from my window...just another building)
• work on my short story and turn into a script(only one page of it though)
• work of course.

and on top of that i have to wait patiently for the result of my portfolio. do i get into emily carr or do i try again next year? or if i dont' make it in should i just drop everything and move to some far off country live humble in a small run down home and struggle and be inspired to paint there?
seriously. although i've joked around about it. if i dont' get accepted again im travelling somewhere. or moving somewhere. i want to do something i love. and that's anything artistic or travelling soooooooo. maybe i'll hit up costa rica- live in Santa Teresa and surf the days morning aways, teach tourists how to surf since i speak english and spanish, and paint in the evenings and chillax at night. sounds like the life to me.
someone convince me not to do so cause that actually sounds pretty legit.