the dissolution of the resolution.

fine, i lied...

i do want to make resolutions...

just because...

i can.

1. produce art, not for school but for myself.

2. be ok with the possibility of cupid pointing a machine gun in my face

3. live, laugh and love harder, like a rockstar on crack

4. wage full on war against carbs

5. never forget

this year has been a-ok...

which is actually scary...

i don't want to be content with just a-ok...

i want to shit in my pants...

i want to end the year with...

"i shat in my pants throughout the entire year"

i think i'm finally ready to rent out a space in my dark cold heart...

whatever that may be.

2010 was such a transitioning year for me...

army to student...

clueless adult to clueless student...

tourist to citizen of the world...

i remembered starting this year on an ominous note...

looking back, i am very proud of all the things i've done so far...

not to sound all cheap poster inspirational and synthetic plasticized positivity...

i pulled myself out of one of the most scary and darkest time of my life...

2011, come what may.