Three.

New school, new friends and new losers. I'm in there for three weeks and I already know the drill. Losers: on stairs. Cool people: avoiding most of the others and showing off their extremely expensive laptop. Nice guys: mostly outside, smoking sigarettes and nagging about the way too heavy and not so stylish laptopbags we got. Artsy guys: all over the place. Even I do feel artsy, I already bought myself a pretty cool baret at H&M.

In case I didn't tell (and I bet I didn't), I'm on a creative designers college now, which is called Sint Lucas's school: 'designers on education' (well I said 'Sint Lucas' school for creative people that are the worse at maths* and like barets, but that sentence didn't work out very well). But well, the other one sounded better.

I learn how to design things which includes everything. The sky's the limit. I really love everything about it, even the art history classes where you aren't allowed to breathe and just have to sit still and listen for 2 hours. I have several photography projects and video-editing stuff so I'm reaaaally busy atm, even in the weekends I'm thinking about new ideas and improvements! ALL THE TIME. I deserve three extra sundays a week.

*We don't do maths here. Maths is Satan. It's the devil on your shoulder that says you have several dollars left on your bank acount, but reality tells you you're broke. No, there isn't any maths here. What we do is kindergarden calculating. 5x6. 45+17. 44-28. That's it. Sad isn't it?

Have to go, no pics today.
xoxo