So I've been trying to think up what it IS that I want to do. And I don't know. Sleep, maybe. But I have things to accomplish...I'd like to say I got at least SOME homework done before Sunday. (Though ironically, I have less this weekend than I did last weekend, before school started. Heh.)
It kind of worries me. Am I doomed to be unmotivated for the rest of my life? Am I just a lazy, unmotivated person? It's possible. And it freaks me out. I need to give myself a little kick in the ass. Or a big one.
In other news, our first Drawing/Painting project is self-portraits. I hate staring at myself in a mirror for so long, so it won't be great, and yet...it'll be awesome. Human faces are my favorite things to draw--even, I suppose, my own. (After all, I have to look in the mirror even when drawing fictional characters so that I get the placement of features right.) I hope to get even better at figuring out anatomy so my drawings look better.
And that's really all I have to say.
If anyone wants to leave any perky, happy comments, they would be very welcome.
P.S. I just realized how ironic my Music was, considering the subject of this entry.