Day 534.

Today is the first weekend after my first week as a graphic designer.

I cannot wait to go back to work Monday. I can’t wait to see my coworkers again. I can’t wait to actually start working. I can’t wait to see where this takes me.

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Day 584.

Everything looks like code. Eyes are tired. Stomach hurts.

<strong> tired. </strong>

Everything feels hopeless tonight. It’s not good.

Finally got my site to work. So there’s that.

Tired. Tired and hopeless.

Day 588.

Doing something you truly love is important. If you don’t care, you won’t stick with it. It won’t make you get out of bed at 2 am and try again. You will fail at this thing, whatever it is. But the love of it will carry you through.

Coding, snowboarding, design.

They get me up at 2 am and make me come back to them even after I’ve failed.

One more try. One more time.

Day 609.

As an artist I find myself procrastinating about approaching a canvas (whatever that canvas may be). I’ve done a lot of thinking about this lately and realize it’s because I’m afraid I won’t be able to convey what is in my head onto said canvas.

I don’t fear failure in a lot of my life. But in some areas I wonder if I’ll ever be good enough to have that breakthrough artists are always talking about.

The key is to keep pushing, I suppose.

Day 612.

I’ve learned you can’t do everything at once. If you resolve a list of goals for yourself, take them in steps. Otherwise you’ll become overwhelmed and it will all fall apart.

Don’t throw yourself into the deep end and expect to know how to swim out like an Olympic champion. Paddle for a while in the shallow end and move up.

Day 625.

2017 was a year of tearing things down. Finishing college (finally) and really realizing what was important to me.

I’m now spending 2018 totally jumping into those things. I love makeup. I’m no professional but it is a passion.

I’m starting a CoderGirl class in a few weeks to learn how to build iOS apps and hopefully use that to tie into my graphic art.

I’m paying more attention to my personal appearance in terms of trends and fashion. To me, fashion is art you can wear and I’m prepared to be supportive of that art.

Despite all this, I’ve learned what’s worth paying money for and what isn’t. I’m living a much more manageable lifestyle.

Here’s to 2018.