GIA: Incredibly self-centered and slightly neurotic.

I miss sketching and drawing and feeling ambitious to recreate something perfectly.

I miss carrying my moleskin around to class and doodling in it all day instead of paying attention.

I miss the crappy pianos in the practice rooms during music theory.

I miss sharing beginnings of compositions with brennan.

I miss getting annoyed at my art teacher.

I miss the figure drawing models.

I miss hating painting because i'm just not good at it.

I miss looking at a cardboard box for hours and hours trying to draw it.

I miss having a key to the art studio and drawing alone in the morning.

I miss that feeling of achievement when you begin to see your piece looking really good.

I miss learning about the pillows and pinches and stretches during figure drawing.

I miss being really loud and obnoxious and dancing and talking to the models during figure drawing.

I miss refusing to draw during figure drawing.

I miss those rare, rare moments when I paint something I actually like.

I miss flipping through my mom's art books for inspiration.

I miss being quiet and concentrated, listening to music and working intensely on a piece.

I miss teacher yelling at us to turn the music down.

I miss having charcoal smeared all over the sides of my hands.

I miss losing my pencils, and charcoal sticks, and blenders, and erasers all the time.

I miss running out of newsprint.

I miss trying to convince teacher to draw things for me.

I miss taking naps at art.

I miss being good at figure drawing.

I miss being lonely at art.

I miss being frustrated when I can't think of anything i want to draw.

I miss hating art because I can't go out with my friend cause of it.

I miss sketching and drawing the most i think, though.