i really really want to go to art school. im in grade 12 now and the more i look around the more i realize how little time i have to engage myself with ARTS. there is so much im interested in, i feel like i should be spending every day taking pictures or writing poems or attending music shows or little cafe poetry readings.

i cant imagine going to anywhere but art school and having even less time to indulge in the world of arts around me.

i want to take journalism, photography, art history, as well as sexual diversity and music history.

i want to be an endless source of knowledge when it comes to literature and art.

i want to recite Keats in my sleep, and be one of those people that awkwardly tries to incorporate shakespeare quotes into everyday life.

my best friend and the boy i think i may one day love want to attend art school too. for some reason i cant shake the image of us all in a trendy loft, painting and reading and watching film noir movies into the night. really, im sure we’ll be cramming and eating kraft dinner. but i have time to dream…

for now, grade 12 life takes over. i cant wait for real life to start.