do i even bother.

(black goo,
hos/pital corridor
body on floor
muscletorn,
naked legs).
FALLEN.

Parcial exams begin this week. I haven't even turned anything in yet, and I'm already stressed out like hell.
Needed to relax after about 6 straight hours of painting which were, by the way, very frustrating and fruitless.
I might or might not put up the results.
Apart from that, the weekend was pretty sweet.
I met former guitarrist of Caifanes, Alejandro Markovich, at a gig. Well .. didn't really meet him, but I shook his hand, hehehe.
I guess all else is well.

Maaan, January is finally OVER. This month went by incredibly SLOW.
So it's thursday morning, 7.06 a.m., for some reason I woke up at 5 am and had a bit of a hangover. i only had 4 beers. wtf.
anyway, later on today in the morning, they are giving an award to artist/painter Fernando Botero (the guy that paints fat people), from the people at my Uni. I don't think I shall go, I don't really like his paintings that much really.
I was thinking about photography and

awh I can't really elaborate, i think i'll go back to sleep.