my arms ache. armache. which means i probably should not be typing right now. oh well. i really want to go buy a sketchbook. i've tried sketching in my journal today and i feel like i just had a giant creative block. all i draw are profiles or faces or curly flowers. la-ame. i need to expand my artistic vocabulary. expand! expand! expand! *motivation*

i don't favor mondays. or fridays. at least they're not consecutive. why am i talking about this? moving on...

i really want to visit russia. i've never been there, and i really don't know much about it, aside from some documentary i watched in my world cultures class, sophomore year. that teacher, man. that was a weird semester. she had absolutely no control over our class. she bought us pizza once, though. and for that i appreciated her.

i love life. i love my friends. i love conversations and i love figuring things out. thing is, i have little figured out. and here comes another mood swing. depression. i dont like having mood swings. i'm depressed because i was just reminded how little i know God. I have a relationship with Him, that's for sure. But the depth of our relationship is...well, it's lacking. On my part. Of course.

i've said enough.