hi again...
well, i don't have the discipline to to anything consistently...why should blogging be any different?
UC Berkeley's application is due on the 14th. i HATE writing artist statements. it all ends of sounding like too much sugary icing on cake. but i don't have the cojones to write it all raw. i need to stop censoring myself: i'm not my mother, after all.
in other developments, i seem to have slowed down the post-move binge-purge cycle. i think a lot of it had to do with all the hiking and Bikram (tm) yoga i was doing. now that my hamstring is re-injured, i'll have to find another outlet...like...painting, perhaps?
i'm so mad at myself for not having a new piece to flesh out my portfolio. four months i had to get something done! it's close to completion, but not 10-days-close. or is it? if i can sweat it out for 90 minutes in a 110-degree sauna doing deep backbends and balancing in vrksasana, i can probably do anything. in fact, i know i can.
i am my own worst enemy; and my biggest obstacle. i need a giant elephant-headed deity to "kick the living shit outta me."
