Pre-BFA.

I am very hot and tired and sweaty and achey and tired for a lot of reasons but mostly because I have my BFA opening reception on Thursday. And because our apartment refuses to get cooler than 87 degrees (This is not a joke or an exaggeration).

I'm just trying to get everything framed but these Ikea frames are making it very hard. I don't think they considered that some people might be adding mattes to the frames because it's impossible to get the little black things to work.

I wish Jeffrey Scott Poole was here because he is so strong and he would be able to get these frames to work. But he is in Indiana choosing a homestead and starting his new job, for which he worked 10.5 hours today. He is a hard worker. He will be back by the 22nd to get me and I hope that goes fast. Until then it's just me and Winston.

I'm really not doing well in school this semester but I really just want to pass everything even if it is barely passing. It is partly due to senioritis and partly due to something else.

Holy moley. I have to hang my BFA show tomorrow. This will be interesting. Luckily I am borrowing a van from Jeff's mom. I still don't know how I will carry all the frames from the van to the MC, but I'm sure something will work out. After all, I was going to give up on school about 34789279 times and Heavenly Father kept helping me through it so I'm sure He won't give up on me now because I am so close to the end. My teacher did offer to come help but I thought that might be pretty awkward so I said I could get it done by myself. Actually, a lot of people have offered to help, but I know all of them have really busy lives and I don't want to ask them to stop for a little bit just to help me move some frames. I'll just take a few trips.

I am very afraid that really no one will come to my BFA show opening. Most people have a spouse or parents to stand there with them the whole time in case no one shows up. But Jeff and my parents are all in Indiana. So it will be interesting and I may leave halfway through if no one comes because otherwise it would just be embarrassing. I almost don't want to tell anyone about it because it's always worse when you tell a bunch of people about something and they still don't show up. Most people don't understand how big of a deal it is anyway. And I don't really know how to explain it to them. But it is a really big deal to me. I am also afraid that my show is actually very horrible and people will tell me good job to my face and then talk to people about how they thought I would do better. I get really worried just thinking about my opening.

But I have to do it for Jason.