Its 3am I cant sleep, whats new? I havent written in months. I apologize for my abhorrent time management skills. Currently I am in my studio in Trinidad thinking about my girlfriend and Savannah. The few who read this will be totally lost due to the large gap I left before I entered SCAD. This entry will cover more than usual to compensate the loss over the past couple months.

September 8th, I arrive in Hilton Head Airport with my mother.It is late, we are both tired but all the bags have not arrived. After waiting for about an hour, I finally spot our long awaited pieces of luggage. We quickly head to the car park and load up the sedan with all our luggage. The mere fact that we rented a sedan was not a wise choice. We had four large suitcases and hand luggage. My mother thought that the Pontiac G5 would have been a spacious sedan like the Chevy Malibu that we rented earlier this year. Unfortunately it wasn't. I spent my first couple of days in Oglethorpe Inn, southside Savannah with my mother. We got a special deal where we would get free breakfast. I took advantage of that. Oglethorpe Inn was a cross between "sketch" and elegant. There was a skylight in the common area that gave character to the building. The rooms were very clean, yet there was an uncomfortable aura to them. I was excited. My computer wa coming soon, I was going to meet the girl who I thought would be my wife and I was going to start SCAD. I felt important! I felt amazing. My perception slowly withered within the weeks to come. The first couple nights I slept in the room by myself because my roomate was coming a bit late. Even to this day sleeping in my dorm bed is like sleeping on a cloud, provided there are no ladies sleeping with me. Ariel (a girl who i met on facebook and believed to be in love with) met me by the pool the first day she came and we fell for eath other... it was romantic, we held hands, kissed alot and practically acted like a couple. I thought she was different from the rest. only to find out that she just wasn't for me. A couple weeks after, I started realizing that SCAD had alot of temptation and distraction. The school places it there purposely so students could run off track, get kicked out and fill the school's pocket. Several students take drugs on a daily basis. Cliche art students are not mythical they exist! The goths, emos, tempered lesbians, drunken sluts, kiss asses, nerds, jocks, stoners, hippies, bohemians and I could go on, all religions, races, nationalities combined! The experience is really overwhelming with the amount of culture that flourishes throughout the campus. I met numerous people and made several new friends. After years of f***ed up relationships I finally met someone who I eventually settled down with. The winter quarter is approaching and we miss each other alot. I need to make money, It is the hardest thing to do. I thought being successful would be easy... but its alot of hard work...