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Apr. 10th, 2011 09:15 pmThings:
-I went to MoCCA Festival today, which I was expecting to be quite boring but turned out to be fun. It's a small comics convention in NYC held by the Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art. What's nice is that it wasn't full of big names, so all the indie comics and artists and writers who are just getting started got to showcase their work. So I picked up a bunch of cool stuff for cheap and had a good time. I hung out with one of my classmates from my comics scripting class while there. I'm proud of myself for trying to strike out and make some new friends. I haven't done that in a while.
-One of the really frustrating things about being so depressed for so long and having so many things on my mind to worry about is that I've stopped writing entirely. I used to write every single day without fail in high school and then I just stopped. But lately, mostly thanks to class assignments, I've been fairly productive, which makes me feel good about myself.
-Tomorrow I have to go to financial aid and tell them my dad lost his job and unless they help me I can't finish my last year of college. Hopefully I will not roll around on the floor begging them not to destroy my hopes and dreams. I realize this is not the way to get what you want from people. But it is tempting.
-I went to MoCCA Festival today, which I was expecting to be quite boring but turned out to be fun. It's a small comics convention in NYC held by the Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art. What's nice is that it wasn't full of big names, so all the indie comics and artists and writers who are just getting started got to showcase their work. So I picked up a bunch of cool stuff for cheap and had a good time. I hung out with one of my classmates from my comics scripting class while there. I'm proud of myself for trying to strike out and make some new friends. I haven't done that in a while.
-One of the really frustrating things about being so depressed for so long and having so many things on my mind to worry about is that I've stopped writing entirely. I used to write every single day without fail in high school and then I just stopped. But lately, mostly thanks to class assignments, I've been fairly productive, which makes me feel good about myself.
-Tomorrow I have to go to financial aid and tell them my dad lost his job and unless they help me I can't finish my last year of college. Hopefully I will not roll around on the floor begging them not to destroy my hopes and dreams. I realize this is not the way to get what you want from people. But it is tempting.
