im in the library

some images from my latest graphic design project. i had to create images for ways to represent the word protect. i had to do 50 of them. i almost died.

so now on only four hours of sleep i am apparently going to go through the rest of my day and get stuff done. im all to afraid this will not be the case.

yesterday i broke down. i enjoy being busy. i know people who go nonstop and it seems so awesome. but apparently im not cut out for that line of work. ever since i got to knoxville its just been one thing after another. i just got way too overwhelmed yesterday and ended up calling my mom crying. i dont do this ever.

she assured me it would be fine and im now going to drop down to 12 hours to make things a little easier on myself. she also assured me that when we get a little ways down the road, i can make the kinds of changes i want to make. she told me that i didnt have to be miserable all the time.

once again i find myself telling myself that its time i stopped worrying about graduating asap or knowing everything about my future or having everything planned out and just do what i enjoy so that at least all this can be a bearable experience.

i told her i wasnt sure what i wanted other than dropping that class at this point.

i dont think i was in a good emotional state to be making any decisions anyway.

i suppose i should read or something.