This word sums up my first week. Not only did I go to class 15 hours but I worked 22. Soooo.. I was going eighteen different ways at once, trying to get everything done was like trying to tie a knot in a fart truthfully. It was a miracle I made it through that week and am still functioning today. I am excited though about studio and all the 'fun' stuff we are going to get into. Hopefully the rest of the semester will pan out.P.s. The graphic came from a rock band on MySpace, I liked the graphic, didn't really listen to their music!
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