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I've decided to stop going to my Chinese class. It breaks my heart, since going to Chinese last semester was the light of my life - but I'm too far behind and I can't keep half-assing it. I've barely learned anything this semester. I know about a fourth of the characters we should know by now. I don't do the homework. I stopped doing it three weeks in. I thought listening in class would help, but I often fall asleep.

So I'm focusing on my focus - I'm graduating in a month and art is going to be my life. I'm going to write the best art paper ever and try to curate a student show in my apartment or the White House's basement. It can be done - I just don't know anybody because I'm not at an art school. We'll see how brave I am. It'd be nice to make it public. It'd be a real thing that I did during college. It feels like up to this point everything I've done is just what I've had to do for class, while people around me have been venturing into real life, I've strayed far away from it. It's time to take a risk and see what I can do with what I've learned about art and curating in the last couple years.

So here's a call for art - if you're an artist, let me put you in a show. If you're good.

You think we'd be done pre-gaming and getting too drunk before an event to function at the event but we aren't. And then you'd think we learned to stop drinking after we're already drunk and unable to dial for a pizza but we haven't.