CURRENTLY LISTENING TO: secret - max morgan.
inky confession ----> not everyone is my friend. they're simply just someone i know.

i get the idea of 'friends' and 'acquaintance' mixed up so much. but really, it's such a hassle to say acquaintance. . . who says that? so i just call that person my 'friend' anyways. but i should stop. it takes a bit to realize that some people aren't my friends, they're just people i know. talk to sometimes, but not my friend. why is that? it is only when the line of friends and acquaintances become clear, that i realize, why should i call this person my friend if they're not being one? that line, for me, was brought clear by an action of the person. show me that you're my friend, and i will gladly accept you into my life as someone i greatly care about.

today, someone was struck down from a 'friend' to an 'acquaintance.' it's not much of a degrading, she's always been only someone i know. never been a friend to me. i actually try and put forth the effort, but she only responds in ways that show me she does not care whatsoever. i can only hope one day that we will get to know each other. you know how when a friend criticizes you, you don't feel offended because they're only trying to help you? well now, it upsets me to know that her 'constructive' criticism is just plain criticism and not friendly at all. because she is not my friend.

+ ART UPDATE;
i started a new art competition! not clear on the details, but it's for washington d.c. i think?


i'm going to do a painting of that. ^ [it's my fist.]
the theme is hope. even though there's schoolbooks in the bg, it doesn't relate to my art. just decided to have books in the bg for the 'mood' of the picture. the main focus is on my fist. clearly it displays HOPE for all to see.

hopefully it turns out as expected. this isn't the best idea, but i was informed last minute of this contest so i had only a couple of days to try and figure out what to do.

-s.