Little did I know.

   In case you didn't know, I graduated high school about two years ago, and have been looking for the right college. I've been searching for a while now, (I still haven't decided, if you think that's what this is about) but I've been searching schools. I've looked everywhere. Honestly. I've went from the local community college to online colleges, to ITT tech ( oh yes, Its went that far) and still, nothing. While I've been trying to finish a course from EDX.ORG which is an awesome site that lets you try out college courses from places such as HARVARD, I decided to look up different art schools, who knows maybe I'd actually get into one. I know I'd love to get involved with art and learn more about it, but I'm not quite sure about myself.
     Anyway, while I was looking through the top art schools in the United States, I came across one by the name of:

"Rhode Island School of Design"

    Number 2, on the list, right underneath Yale, typical me, I Google that stuff. Was I surprised when I saw the images that came up from the search. Go ahead search it yourself. 

    I'm glad I came across this school, I might look into this one. And if I don't, at least they succeeded in making me laugh. Thank you RISD. You're one of a kind.

    Liz

NEW YEARS DAY - Angel Eyes (featuring Chris Motionless of Motionless In ...

Thanks To You

Thanks To You- All Time Low
its what I'm hearing,

How am I? oh well, I guess everything is going okay.Stuff has been happening and I've found it harder to keep up with blogging like I once did. Life is perplexing anymore. I'm confused about things that I used to be so sure about. Anyone else have those issues, I know there is someone out there reading this, maybe you're on the shy side and afraid to comment, I assure you that I am no snob, I'd love to hear what you have to say, and look at it this way there's a chance that you could help me. Maybe I need professional help?
 

On another note "Vitamin C Cream enriched with Argan Oil" smells amazing.

Shadow Moses

Shadow Moses- Bring Me The Horizon

Dream to make Believe

Dream To Make Believe- Armor For Sleep
Its what Im hearing,


Not to be a pessimist, but today was pretty sucky and I honeslty doubt tomorrow is going to be better.
I would really like to sail away on a boat, push off and never come back. Since when did people and places become so difficult to be around. I feel like something big is coming toward me, and I'm not sure from what direction its coming, I don't want to be hit in the face...

-Liz

Pools of Sorrow, Waves of Joy.

          Ok, Maybe yesterday wasn't the best day ever, but I'm done complaining about people and their poo brains. I'm certainly not going to pout about it. Life (who is throwing lemons at my face at rapid speeds) isn't fair, but at least its life (with amazing aim). I'm happy to be alive. I'm not always going to be happy, but that doesn't mean I cant be grateful that I'm living.



-Words are flowing out,
  like endless rain into a paper cup.
  They slither while they pass.
  They slip away
  across the universe.
  Pools of sorrow,
  waves of joy,
  are drifting through my open mind,
  possessing and caressing me.
       -The Beatles

World Spins Madly On

Sometimes you will cross paths with people who care and people who say they care and actually don't. They say one thing and do another. Actions speak louder than words to me, you can't say something and then let your actions say something totally different. The way I see it, that's the same as lying. It came as a shock to me (just recently) that I've allowed myself to become completely surrounded by the latter of the two.


-Everything that I said I'd do
like make the world brand new
and take the time for you
I just got lost and slept right through the dawn
and the world spins madly on...

-The Weepies


-Liz

This Isnt The End

                                                            This Isnt The End- A Skylit Drive

I realize I haven't been posting of late. For some reason I've been dropping a lot of things and people that used to mean so much to me. I find myself running from them. Dreading coming face to face with them. Which is odd since I usually like having people near, but now its like I cant stand the thought of it. I don't want to be around anyone with their prying asking questions. Constantly asking things I'm not ready to answer or simply don't have an answer for. I haven't played my guitar in more than a month, I just feel like...whats happened to me? Why am I so disinterested in everything and everyone.



-Lizzy