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Man.
I can't even tell you how many times I've started writing a real blog entry over the past four years,
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Wait a second
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Yeah, you see what just happened?
I'm not gonna backspace that.
I meant to say "months", of course, but what I typed is much more appropriate.
The past four months have been tiny, terrible years; the very concept of the last semester has become some lumbering mutant time cluster, limbs sprawling out and taking up space inbetween the sun and the fleeting instances. The past four months have been brutal stagnancy. The past four months have completely digested me.
T - h - e - y -- h - a - v - e sucked.
For a brief month or so inward, I sheltered an incredible sense of cognition! Completely in tune with myself and my proximate universe, I sallied forth in search of the future. What an ambitious and excited young man! Watch out life, it's Joshua! Impossibly aware and so fucking ready, I fell in a puddle and life took over.
Basically, I have been on autopilot. I don't feel like I've really lived those four years, I only lived through them. There were very cool parts, believe me; there were moments of glory and I felt fucking nineteen! Eyes closed and arms flailing, tearing ass into the night. I did questionable things in a graveyard! I learned to speak German! I was on stage at a rock and roll performance! Moments like that were great. Otherwise, though, what a fucking chore. School sucked, despite three incredible courses [out of five] that I'd have to dig deep to say anything bad about. It was all my fault; I was apathetic, and I was somnambulant.
Oh, but Studio Photography was a major bust, at least from an academic standpoint. It was ill-organized and monotonous... but nonetheless populated by insanely cool people, all of whom I sincerely miss spending time with three nights a week. Well, Aaron kind of freaked me out. He struck me as a big hungry ape. A big hungry ape with a whole lot of porn. Apparently.
Anyway, school sucked, and it only sucked because I stumbled through it half-assed. That's the bottom line. Somehow, I got nominated for a radical scholarship-- I'm doing the essays now, I swear to god-- and my grades make the noise of a sheep. Winter break has been incredible, somehow more relaxing than the whole of the summer. I'm happy again, for the most part, and I'm fucking productive again. Both Christmas and New Year's were excellent [Paul's pictures are great!], and despite having an incredibly fun and relaxing break, I'm jazzed about school starting up again. It'll be my last semester at Northwestern. In the fall, Wesleyan. Hopefully. I'm not worried about jinxing that, and I'd be psyched to go to Cornell or Brown. Here's what I've got for my grand farewell to community college:
German II - the intro class was one of the most incredible and stimulating experiences I've had in college so far, and becoming further fluent in the language is gonna be great.
Intro to Environmental Science - I need to fill one last lab science credit, and it seems more practical than taking my first semester of Human Bio here and the second at my next university. Best case scenario, there would be discrepancies or spillover between the two schools' material that would make the second course difficult. Worst case scenario, they'll want me to take part I again. So this one is just to fulfill a requirement.
Public Speaking - Also a requirement, but I'm sure that it'll be a blast.
Intro to 3D Animation - Ahhhhh. I needed a computer science credit, and although this is technically an art class, I went through the motions to get it substituted for an introductory programming course. This class will be incredible. My former photo teacher, Charles Fucking Dmytriw, stepped down from Studio to get the animation program off the ground. Chuck's a great teacher, and my goddamn buddy Klayton is taking this too. Expect renders of Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Fighting Predator.
The U.S. Civil War - I wouldn't choose anything else for my final elective.
Well, take a gander at Joshua, gaggling on like a game hen. I got some great presents for Christmas, and I'm going to make a detailed post about that later on, complete with photographs. And speaking of which, now that I'm not in Studio, photography can be fun again! This afternoon, I went across the street to the ol' abandoned house, which I haven't explored in a year and which I have never explored in color before. Enjoy the first series here. Farewell for now, blog. I love you.
I can't even tell you how many times I've started writing a real blog entry over the past four years,
---
Wait a second
---
Yeah, you see what just happened?
I'm not gonna backspace that.
I meant to say "months", of course, but what I typed is much more appropriate.
The past four months have been tiny, terrible years; the very concept of the last semester has become some lumbering mutant time cluster, limbs sprawling out and taking up space inbetween the sun and the fleeting instances. The past four months have been brutal stagnancy. The past four months have completely digested me.
T - h - e - y -- h - a - v - e sucked.
For a brief month or so inward, I sheltered an incredible sense of cognition! Completely in tune with myself and my proximate universe, I sallied forth in search of the future. What an ambitious and excited young man! Watch out life, it's Joshua! Impossibly aware and so fucking ready, I fell in a puddle and life took over.
Basically, I have been on autopilot. I don't feel like I've really lived those four years, I only lived through them. There were very cool parts, believe me; there were moments of glory and I felt fucking nineteen! Eyes closed and arms flailing, tearing ass into the night. I did questionable things in a graveyard! I learned to speak German! I was on stage at a rock and roll performance! Moments like that were great. Otherwise, though, what a fucking chore. School sucked, despite three incredible courses [out of five] that I'd have to dig deep to say anything bad about. It was all my fault; I was apathetic, and I was somnambulant.
Oh, but Studio Photography was a major bust, at least from an academic standpoint. It was ill-organized and monotonous... but nonetheless populated by insanely cool people, all of whom I sincerely miss spending time with three nights a week. Well, Aaron kind of freaked me out. He struck me as a big hungry ape. A big hungry ape with a whole lot of porn. Apparently.
Anyway, school sucked, and it only sucked because I stumbled through it half-assed. That's the bottom line. Somehow, I got nominated for a radical scholarship-- I'm doing the essays now, I swear to god-- and my grades make the noise of a sheep. Winter break has been incredible, somehow more relaxing than the whole of the summer. I'm happy again, for the most part, and I'm fucking productive again. Both Christmas and New Year's were excellent [Paul's pictures are great!], and despite having an incredibly fun and relaxing break, I'm jazzed about school starting up again. It'll be my last semester at Northwestern. In the fall, Wesleyan. Hopefully. I'm not worried about jinxing that, and I'd be psyched to go to Cornell or Brown. Here's what I've got for my grand farewell to community college:
German II - the intro class was one of the most incredible and stimulating experiences I've had in college so far, and becoming further fluent in the language is gonna be great.
Intro to Environmental Science - I need to fill one last lab science credit, and it seems more practical than taking my first semester of Human Bio here and the second at my next university. Best case scenario, there would be discrepancies or spillover between the two schools' material that would make the second course difficult. Worst case scenario, they'll want me to take part I again. So this one is just to fulfill a requirement.
Public Speaking - Also a requirement, but I'm sure that it'll be a blast.
Intro to 3D Animation - Ahhhhh. I needed a computer science credit, and although this is technically an art class, I went through the motions to get it substituted for an introductory programming course. This class will be incredible. My former photo teacher, Charles Fucking Dmytriw, stepped down from Studio to get the animation program off the ground. Chuck's a great teacher, and my goddamn buddy Klayton is taking this too. Expect renders of Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Fighting Predator.
The U.S. Civil War - I wouldn't choose anything else for my final elective.
Well, take a gander at Joshua, gaggling on like a game hen. I got some great presents for Christmas, and I'm going to make a detailed post about that later on, complete with photographs. And speaking of which, now that I'm not in Studio, photography can be fun again! This afternoon, I went across the street to the ol' abandoned house, which I haven't explored in a year and which I have never explored in color before. Enjoy the first series here. Farewell for now, blog. I love you.