ReallyCesya

Sorry I haven't been updating much. This whole 'being responsible for myself' thing is breaking my balls. I'm attending classes at the University of Arizona, and I just got an official boyfriend. What do these things have in common? I have no idea how to handle either of them because I've only ever had practice rounds of them before. As in, I took some AP classes in highschool and I had a shitty shallow short relationship four years ago with a guy I barely knew. Now I'm in real college, and with this awesome guy that is an upstanding young gentleman. So we'll see how I handle both of those things. Art wise, I've been painting and drawing. I

Well. It's been a while. Again. I turned 18 on Monday. I feel....legal. Need to get a state ID, go get my septum pierced, try hookah. That's pretty much all I'm gonna do with it. Besides flash a little mo' T and A in photoshoots with Ali. We got some stuff planned. It includes deer antlers and a sheer dress. Maybe some fried eggs and an old house if I get my way. Don't worry about it. My school's putting on a production of 'Alice's Adventures In Wonderland'. We've got the rights this time, so no worries. I'm stoked. And scared out of my mind. Costumes are due next week, and I've got a bunch of masks and flower costumes to work on. Picture

So I was looking through a menu in this fancy italian restaraunt with this guy, and we were both in pretty formal clothes, you know, a suit, a dress, two inch feathered false eyelashes, the works. We were going to our schools winter formal dance later, but for now we were waiting for his cousin and her date, and it was pretty quiet. Awkardly quiet. So I says: "Hey Ramses" He looks up, politely says "What?" And I karate chop him in the throat. He chokes and smiles and says "That hurt," with his hand at his neck. And then we go about like nothing happened. I think he's a keeper.