Working, Wings, and Watching Glee

Today I finally mustered up the energy to drag my sorry self out of the house and to studio to work on my dreaded portfolio. I've caught myself putting off working on it for the better part of the last few months, and I think it's because I'm so terrified of putting myself through more rejection than I've already faced. If I had a dollar for every job I've been rejected from, I wouldn't need a job. Ok it's not that bad but I could definitely take myself out for a very expensive meal, or pay a moderately sized bill. The point of the matter is, I worked on my portfolio today, and now my list of things to do is finally shorter than the list of things I've already gotten done. It was a great relief to zoom out and see that the horrible cyan-colored placeholder blocks were finally dwindling down. It also helped that I was surrounded by friends who were all helpful both with my work and with keeping me from bursting into tears and running away.

I was treated to dinner by the black half to my black & yellow (Brittaney) and spent the night laughing over wings with her, David Yu and his boyfriend Patrick. They're all so good about making me less stressed. Lewd conversations about plowing, Van Buren and "ZING!" that come with this group of friends is probably a large reason why I didn't burst into tears and run away from architecture school. I'm a lucky cat.

After dinner, I biked over to Dan's to watch the season finale of Glee, which was good but could have been better. I sang along to my iPod on the ride home, and I hope everyone in the neighborhood could hear. I hope they grimaced as they passed because one day I will be famous. No, but at least I had a good day today, and that's enough for me.


On a side note, I was greeted by this photo when I arrived home, which was taken by a friend of mine over the summer (I think), and it re-sparked an epiphany that I had a very long time ago about myself. I look really awkward in pictures. Like, really awkward. I'm not entirely sure what to do about it.