i have no desire for a blog or xanga page. a thousand pardons. i know i'd never use them.
instead, i shall meet you half way, here...
lettin off steam and spillin them beans
this is for any of you silly kids that
still come by here to check things out. aww, you're so sweet. i'll be writing sparatically,
what with time constraints, but it may offer you a narrow glipse on what it is i do.
today(s):
april 8: well, it's been ages since i had an hour of freetime to myself, and now i don't know what to do. i should/could be reading, but ya gotta relax, sometime. i think the first year of foundation art classes has to be one of your toughest aspects of college out there - if you get the right teachers. after that, it's all smooth-sailing (negating senior projects), and all demands that are left are those that you put upon yourself; you're your own boss and keeper. i must honestly say that this has been purty darn tough stuff. i have done more all-nighters then ever before, days on end, and usually i was to meet the "just enough" ends. geez, but it's been a blast, both academically and socially. i am not a different person, but perhaps a but more developed. does that make sense? no.. well anyways, there are just three weeks left, aside from finals. looking forward to a change: working, summer weather, money, indy friends, indy itself, maybe summer classes..but then i'll miss this world'o'muncie. it's a nice lil' niche. some of my friends are seniors and are already graduating, but then again, some are staying here in muncie awhile; so they ain't too far gone. nevertheless, i'm lucky for knowing those i won't even see, any longer. it's a nice communtiy, here. for me it is. over the year i've seen the blue bottle move, scandals/friendships/etc in the hall, and shoved alotta credit hrs outta the way. i dunno if i'll stay in the honors college, tho. i'd really like to know and say that i can stick with something like that - i know it's humanly possible - but i haven't even begun my minor, yet, and my major - w/o going to school every summer - is going to keep me here about 5-6 yrs. and i may make my way back to indy for iupui, if they seem to have the right kind of resources (art wise) for me, there. tution is up, again, and i think that's discouraging a number of ppl i know that were considering to switch/start school here. so many options and questions. man. it's good, tho. i read my pals' online journals, sometimes. i dunno why, but everyone's views and thoughts seem a lil' different when they're written down. i hope it's not as bad for you all as it sometimes sounds. doesn't sound horrible, but i hope you all keep your chins up. you're all the best - don't give up... side note: so yeah. the strokes are going to be in indy at the egyptian room room the day i get out of school. my mom wanted to see them live - i helped her join their fan club - but she says she'd feel rediculous. but i said i'd go w her - my mom is a cool mom. at least as cool as they come, i think. so anyways, looks like it's just me. she wants me to go see it w a friend, but not all of my pals like them quite as much as my mom and i..so i think i may ask fellow music afficiano, miss j j jessicaaaaa. oh how wonderous beith thine music. by the by, hell's frozen over, cause i got mys-self a cell phone. ringaring. i think i do regret it, just like dad said i would. i like my privacy, but like he also said, it's hard to keep track of me. so...i'll just turn it off, alot :) ttysoon.
march 1: yes, i'll take one black, regular. oh - and a shot of meth, please. k, it's almost three. i have an art shop class in a few hrs, and i will be using heavy machinqry..hmm..a recipe for disaster? maybe, but i think i won't even get to the physical use on the saws, this morning..hopefully it's too crowded..just wanna get hit over the head with a frying pan to shake this off..nausia, dizziness, and a sick stomach..naked juice couldn't cure this puppy..too much caffeine, today..i chased my regualr morning cup with that fowl temptress i fell in love with this afternoon - cookies'n'cream..i completely forgot to negate the caffeince, and this led my adrenaline into hyperdrive..like i've had a shota speed - not that i'd know. this was a three, and i'm still feeling it, hours later..quite a trip, i must say; in the frank, somewhat shakey sense..hmm, musta had literally 80 oz of coffee, today. that's scarey. i sometimes forget that i don't have a high caffeine tolerance. i just need a nice, warm drink in the mornings, not this. my heart felt like a jackhammer when i was trying to fall asleep, and so here i am, trying to find some fatigue..no one is online at 3 in the morning on a sunday night ;) take heed - curb the caffeine, at all costs. i must say, tho: it's quite the feeling, running on entirely synthetic energy...i wasn't just active in these past hours; i was churning out papers and going thru homework with the speed of eight gandofs. and my, what speed that is. wonder when i'll conk out.. vance bell once said, "if you find yourself dozing off, don't fall into the table saw, or you'll never wake up..or if you do, you'll wish you hadn't."
later g a t o r s |
