Last year was a year of tremendous growth for me. I got my license, a car, a job, I started becoming more independent, and I finally became content with my drawing style and skills. Also I've learned so much about other people and learned to understand them more
Well... my parents officially divorced and my grandpa died, I filleted my finger and fell off my bike 3 times, failed my permit test twice and still haven't bothered taking it again. On the bright side! My sister moved to the other side of the country and I got accepted into my dream college!!!!!!!!!!!
moved from a small town to the Bay Area. Got a girlfriend, and lost her 2 months later (she turned out to be the coldest thing since solid helium). Finally stopped getting paranoid from weed, but was forced to quit by family a month later. Slowly losing contact with friends from my old town as they fall into their daily routines and i fall into mine. Town has deteriorated since i've left and is now plagued with gang violence and meth trafficking.
However, i've also met some of the nicest and coolest people ever. i graduated from my shitty high school and am now in a community college, working towards a degree in animation. I converse pleasantly with strangers on a regular basis, something that would be weird in my old town (my town's stance towards social behavior is "don't".) and i'm partying on a regular basis. I also acquired a fuckton of booze and get drunk with the family every Friday. My art improved a bunch, and i'm slowly getting the hang of animation. I also learned how to write screenplays, and i'm 20 pages into an original story.
conclusion: less fun, better fun. (except for the lack of weed. Goddamn, i miss weed.)
Yea, I've had friends that had to stop weed and they didn't feel good about it too but at least it's for the sake of your health. I'm moving in 4 months and I'm sure I'm gonna lose touch with my friends too and that sucks but oh well..
Yey, great, animation will get you far, I'm happy for you. Keep up!
Last year, i was in college, with no goals, no direction, no drive. I sat in the trailer all day, just passing time. I would talk rather quietly, and only when spoken to, and would rather spend time alone than with anyone at all. Now, I talk... louder. Not John Wayne loud, but definitely audible And i can actually hold a full conversation now! And direction? I'm starting up my own small produce farm (i'm REALLY excited). It's only 1 acre now, but someday i want 20 or more acres of farm, and even to have hands working for me that i can pay every other week. And i'm starting to get to where i don't want to be alone all the time. I enjoy spending time with my folks now. I think i've generally manned up after this past year. ... Well, the past 7 months anyways. And i still miss my mammaw. I guess i'm still not totally ok with the inevitability of family death...