Today I rediscovered a spark of interest in art. I'm still lacking motivation and inspiration, but I really want to do something creative again. My art classes are coming again soon, and I know the forced assignments are going to sap all that drive away. I want to make something both terrible and beautiful before that happens again. Now I just have to push through my depression and actually do something instead of just saying I want to do it.
So I guess that momentary discovery is, in a way, learning something.
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I learned that if nothing changes between friends with benefits and being "a couple" except for being able to say "we are a couple" then why change it?
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puking while drunk is no Bueno
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I learned I'm a better whore than a boyfriend.
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