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So I have this mixed emotion of immense excitement.. after all it's less than a week before I get to see Casey again, but at the same time I have this looming certainty of doom. Doom because I have failed Joey... I only got the 6 pages filly penciled and will likely not have them inked... I can only hope that he finds it in his heart to give me until MoCCA to get him the pages in a mini comic.
Freshmeat always does this to me but I feel like it's worth it. On that day and since people who usually don't talk to me call me by name and thank me for what I'm doing. Course you could say my motivation for fucking my grades for the event is my insatiable ego, but it's not.. the fact that I am affecting lives is. I might say that Girl Scouting got me addicted to the feeling of making a difference.
Now that you know why I won't be on the dean's list yet again I'd like to elaborate on the day just passed. We stayed up all night (I crashed for 2 hours before class though). Day of Silence started at 8am and ended at 4pm I didn't break the silence with any recognizable words though I almost did in a panic of almost talking to Nate. Right after the silence began in the basement of the new res with Matt and I, Caroline tested the waters by proclaiming that she could recite the history of REM and we couldn't do anything about it... except stuff her mouth with papertowel and tape it in by lossly wrapping tape around her head. Caroline's willingness to submit to this was on hilarity the other was her attempt to get her hair untapped which she made insanely mor dificult than need be. one matt and I recoved from the uncontrolable boughts of laughter Matt lent his agile hands to help Caroline out of her mess. Caroline went on to make comunication in Tom's class mark this year as the most hilarious Day of Silence yet by not understanding a word of the important things that I needed to comunicate to her including that I needed to go back with her to get my I.D. and not my Id.
Once I was showered and could talk I went to Keith's class to sit in because I was going to sit back and work on my comic and some other forms I had just recieved in the mail from my mom, but keith insisted I help with crit. No one can say no to that man and have a clear conscious (plus I got free pizza and as BB pointed out free "Men's" Pocky meant just for me).
Now my watercolor class work is done but I'm no closer to starting inks than since I left the New Res this evening. :/ Since I now need to get sleep to function at all tomorrow I will do that and hope that joey loves me that much and that Matt's Hyde Park magic rubs off on me.
Freshmeat always does this to me but I feel like it's worth it. On that day and since people who usually don't talk to me call me by name and thank me for what I'm doing. Course you could say my motivation for fucking my grades for the event is my insatiable ego, but it's not.. the fact that I am affecting lives is. I might say that Girl Scouting got me addicted to the feeling of making a difference.
Now that you know why I won't be on the dean's list yet again I'd like to elaborate on the day just passed. We stayed up all night (I crashed for 2 hours before class though). Day of Silence started at 8am and ended at 4pm I didn't break the silence with any recognizable words though I almost did in a panic of almost talking to Nate. Right after the silence began in the basement of the new res with Matt and I, Caroline tested the waters by proclaiming that she could recite the history of REM and we couldn't do anything about it... except stuff her mouth with papertowel and tape it in by lossly wrapping tape around her head. Caroline's willingness to submit to this was on hilarity the other was her attempt to get her hair untapped which she made insanely mor dificult than need be. one matt and I recoved from the uncontrolable boughts of laughter Matt lent his agile hands to help Caroline out of her mess. Caroline went on to make comunication in Tom's class mark this year as the most hilarious Day of Silence yet by not understanding a word of the important things that I needed to comunicate to her including that I needed to go back with her to get my I.D. and not my Id.
Once I was showered and could talk I went to Keith's class to sit in because I was going to sit back and work on my comic and some other forms I had just recieved in the mail from my mom, but keith insisted I help with crit. No one can say no to that man and have a clear conscious (plus I got free pizza and as BB pointed out free "Men's" Pocky meant just for me).
Now my watercolor class work is done but I'm no closer to starting inks than since I left the New Res this evening. :/ Since I now need to get sleep to function at all tomorrow I will do that and hope that joey loves me that much and that Matt's Hyde Park magic rubs off on me.