Happy Birthday To Me!

Sorry I haven’t posted anything in a long time, and I have photographs I’d like to put on here that I’ve taken recently, but right now, fuck that.
Because, today is my birthday.
I am officially 18 years old. I am officially an adult.
So now, I’ve only really got one thing to say.

I’m a grown ass woman!!! Lol.

Yeah, I’ll add those photos and I think I’m going to start working on some new drawings and designs soon, plus I have a few projects to complete for Team Spearfish, and I’ll post links to the Tumblr entries with any photos or designs I’ve made for Team Spearfish so everyone can get the full idea and understanding of what I am capable of.

But for now, I bid thee adieu.

Peace out, bitches. :)

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Sleepy…I Think.

I’m kind of tired, just got home from the Chinese and a movie with some friends. I had an amazing time, I’m so glad I got to go out and hang out with all of those people I haven’t seen in forever. It was just awesome.

I might work on some more potential client searching, then hit the couch for the night. Catch everybody later.

Night,
Lindsey

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Exhausted

I’ve gotten little to no sleep each night lately, and it’s been completely draining. I’ve been working on building a list of potential clients, for myself and Team Spearfish, which is completely time consuming, and just a bitch in general. I have to sift through purevolume and myspace band profiles, and write down the band, location, and as much contact information as I can get. Half of the time I’ll find a band or artist with a lot of potential that would make a great client, and I can’t find jack as far as means to contact them goes. It pisses me off, so much, because it’s just annoying and pointless, and just because it does.
I’ve also been doing a lot of my schoolwork, which has been a bit of a pain, since there’s going to be so much shit to do. On top of the five classes I’m in I just received my graduation project information in the mail the other day. Which sucks, because I’m most likely going to be forced into completing 20 hours of community service for the senior project instead of just taking the career incentive or career motivation class because I already have enough completed elective credits. I’m really not looking forward to 20 hours of community service, and I really dislike PA for having that requirement right now.
I mean, I’m not trying to make it sound like I have such a shitty life or something, I’m just bitching about the fact that I don’t enjoy my school. Especially consumer math. That class needs to burn in hell. Well, all math in general just needs to burn in hell, I’m not good at math and I never have been. Which also reminds me, I have to retake my Math PSSAs because I got the Basic score, and I needed to be at Proficient in order to have a passing score. So now, I have to be up at the crack of dawn the day after my birthday in order to be in Butler to retake a math test. I detest math right now for fucking me over so badly.
This is just all very tiring shit in general. I really want someone to contact me about a job, I’d love to get started on some shit. I really want clients, now. Haha.

Well, I think I’m going to go play some music, eat my Sunchips, drink my Snapple, and do some more band searching or school work. Then cuddling up with my puppy for the night and not getting up until about 10 or 12.

Night,
Lindsey

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