American Nightmare.

I have been meaning to post this for awhile. So sketchy quality. So witty. So good.

Well, it helps if you are obsessed with the band. R.I.P.

Clean out your cupboard.

Now that I'm going to teacher's college, a lot of people have asked me why I have "given up" on journalism. That question always makes me feel really uncomfortable, as I think that nothing ever truly dies. Sure, I'm saying goodbye to a job I had at The Silhouette, but that does not mean I'm never going to write again. If I actually have a passion for this, I will freelance. If I don't, then it probably means it was a phase in my life that had its purpose but is now over. Right at this moment, I'm not too sure which is more accurate. All I know is that I have far too much creativity to just sit back and take on one thing. I need to be trying a million things, and getting great them. It's just in my composition. I have been into thrifting and reconstructing lately, and I'm really supporting my friend in her design endeavours (I will post about this with pics soon).

As conceited as I sound, I know I'm talented as hell. I know that no matter what I do I will be a success, because in all honesty, I won't allow for any other outcome.