I picked up my new Washburn 5-String Force ABT Electric Bass today. My Mom didn't think it was a very good buy at all. However, factoring in all the stress I'll relieve from just strumming this sexy little number, It's worth a whole lot more than money right now. Which brings me to my next point; Art school:
I have been trying to get a together a portfolio for ACAD in Calgary, a pretty prestigious art college in Canada. I keep thinking that these people are unforgiving or that there is no chance in hell of getting in. Whenever I try to think of something to do for my portfolio and my mind draws a complete blank, I start to get panicky, which is a terrible feeling. It raises the pressure of finding out who I really am, something I feel trapped into doing by the time I'm 20.


Oh wait, it's Feb. 17 right now, Merry fucking birthday.

I'm not a kid anymore. I wish I could just zone out in a comfortable high-school desk right now.

--Barett