Chrissy: :)

Because bowling an 89 is a new record for me :)

Plus getting an 87% on my Mythology paper is a rather relieving thing

Ah

good day

Chrissy: Yesterday

Yesterday

I learned that taking a nap in front of the administration office

on a pile of leaves

during drawing class

with only half of my face turned towards the sun

leaves a rather odd looking sunburn.

My ears are officially different colors.

The left is red.

The right is white :P

Chrissy: Self Portrait

Because right now I'm a tablet addict.

And I just want to procrastinate all my art homework and projects I've committed myself to....

*sigh*

Chrissy: <3

...because once again I find myself in a terribly romantic mood

with no boyfriend.

This pic was painted in photoshop.

A little bit different style than I usually do

but I rather like it!

Tell me what you think

Chrissy: Keys.

The keys, I have found, to a happy day are:

1. A.M. Yoga.

I've been waking up at 7 this week to do a 15 min A.M. Yoga exercise. And even though I just go back to bed afterwards It makes me feel super good for the rest of the day.

2.Smiley people.

This one you can't really control. But when people are really nice (especially the testing center people) it just brightens your day!

Fast food ruins a good day. Bleh.

(pic from my notebook that I colored in photoshop. I've decided that I'm going to try to include a little illustration or something in every post.)

Chrissy: New Banner

Thanks for the ones who commented on my bad day post :)

Today was much much better.

This new blog banner has been in the works for a while.

I got very busy with art for school so I didn't have time for it until now.

So here tis!

Tell me what you think!

Chrissy: very bad day.

Of course such a terrible Monday

would follow such a wonderful weekend.

I stayed up to 2:30 AM doing homework.

I woke up late.

Didn't have time to do my hair

and makeup...

I kid you not, my hair looked like a ratted lion's mane.

Got to my 1st class late.

Then in drawing we started perspective drawings.

Which are THE worst.

And I found out that everyone in my class is better than me.

Then I bowled the WORST two games I've bowled since the school year started.

THEN my friend bought me a root beer... and it exploded.

Then on my way home, while I was crossing the street, the handles to my portfolio were ripped off.

Then I tripped coming up the stairs in front of everyone.

and that is how it has come to be a very bad day.

(my picture of me failing at life... and my insane hair, who likes to think it owns itself)

Chrissy: The key to bowling

Ah!

I finally have time to get on here.

My midterms were killing me.

Killing me dead.

But now I have a secret to share with you!

Last monday, in my bowling class, I discovered the key to bowling.

All you have to do is pretend you're a ninja.

Seriously.

I pretended I was a ninja

and my score went up at least 25 points each time

All I had to think was:

feel the bowling ball

be the bowling ball

be the pins

NINJA STEALTH

*release*

Chrissy: 2 things college has taught me.

1. When someone offers you free food eat as much as you can. Then stuff the rest in your pockets for left overs. Depending on how big your pockets are and how you divvy out your portions this could last you for up to a week.

2. Sleep wherever and whenever you can. It may just be your last state of restfulness for a while. Curled in a fetal position is best. However, in a full eagle sprawl will work if you are on the grass, in one of the HFAC's many courtyards, or on the floor of the library.

Sleeping on your desk is NOT acceptable. Unless you are sitting on the back row behind a very big football player. If you lock yourself in a bathroom stall eventually someone will come and wake you up. This method is not recommended.

Chrissy: what you don't know about me...

What I've never told you

is that during my trip to Hawaii last spring

Corala and I became fierce warriors.

We fought many battles.

Including the ongoing war between humidity and our thick hair.

Impressed by our mighty skills

A High Chief made us Chief Warriors.

Corala was not ready for the power and responsibility this entailed.

I, however, was more than ready.

My accomplishments were so great

that they constructed a statue in my honor

(it wasn't a great likeness)

Eventually, however, we had to say goodbye to our fellow warriors

and head back to our home in the Rocky Mountains.

Both of us changed by our experiences.