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Im Santa Claude: haha ew
Yesterday, we jammed with a drummer named Joe. He's a singer for the FSU Men's choir. We went to see his performance Tuesday, it was pretty cool. He's a nice fellow and plays the drums really well. I think he fits with us, too. Wow, there haven't been more boys than girls in this band...ever. It's kinda cool. I think we might play the Warehouse in a couple weeks.
Hey la, the band's back.
After we jammed with Joe last night, I went out to dinner with Christine, Chad and Alyssa. The waitress said she remembered me because I'm a minority. "Yeah, my roommate's Filipino," she proclaimed. Hahah, what a sweetheart.
Today was my LAST day working at Chile's High School. Hooray!!! The lady I was t.aing for was the worst art teacher ever. She ignored the students that have trouble, and insulted students she didn't like. What the hell? I wrote about it all in my observation journals, I hope something happens to her.
I've almost done all the work for all my classes, and I've still got a couple weeks for the semester. I'm really on track with school, and the band's starting up again after that 2.5 week break in action, so things are going well for me. I've learned so much about art and art aesthetics this semester. It's been the best semester ever class-wise.
I'd like to start working on my comic book again, but I don't know if I've got the time. I still need a computer colorist and inker, too.
Miscommunications. They've been abundant as of late, and I wonder if I'm not responsible, at least partially for them. My reactions to these things have been a bit erratic lately. I'll have to work on that.
I haven't been drunk in a while. A while is not an hour, not a day, not a week. I'm sick of people saying things like "wow," and "good job" when I tell them that, too. Like I'm an alcoholic or something. It does not make me feel good. Maybe I should just keep my drinking or lack there of, to myself from now on.
Take care.
Im Santa Claude: haha ew
Yesterday, we jammed with a drummer named Joe. He's a singer for the FSU Men's choir. We went to see his performance Tuesday, it was pretty cool. He's a nice fellow and plays the drums really well. I think he fits with us, too. Wow, there haven't been more boys than girls in this band...ever. It's kinda cool. I think we might play the Warehouse in a couple weeks.
Hey la, the band's back.
After we jammed with Joe last night, I went out to dinner with Christine, Chad and Alyssa. The waitress said she remembered me because I'm a minority. "Yeah, my roommate's Filipino," she proclaimed. Hahah, what a sweetheart.
Today was my LAST day working at Chile's High School. Hooray!!! The lady I was t.aing for was the worst art teacher ever. She ignored the students that have trouble, and insulted students she didn't like. What the hell? I wrote about it all in my observation journals, I hope something happens to her.
I've almost done all the work for all my classes, and I've still got a couple weeks for the semester. I'm really on track with school, and the band's starting up again after that 2.5 week break in action, so things are going well for me. I've learned so much about art and art aesthetics this semester. It's been the best semester ever class-wise.
I'd like to start working on my comic book again, but I don't know if I've got the time. I still need a computer colorist and inker, too.
Miscommunications. They've been abundant as of late, and I wonder if I'm not responsible, at least partially for them. My reactions to these things have been a bit erratic lately. I'll have to work on that.
I haven't been drunk in a while. A while is not an hour, not a day, not a week. I'm sick of people saying things like "wow," and "good job" when I tell them that, too. Like I'm an alcoholic or something. It does not make me feel good. Maybe I should just keep my drinking or lack there of, to myself from now on.
Take care.