In Design, In Style, In Facebook
I just found this written in my LJ backlog Word file. Guess I forgot to put it up. Oops. Lol. so here is Thursday (11/17/05) pre Nate's Birthday thing.
Thursday morning was a blur of failed attempts at doing CG homework, showing the Facebook alubm to Katie and Ben, not looking at multiple pictures of Brandon, dissecting cinnamon buns, and… leaving my computer with Ben. I also decided right when I got to school that I’d rather wear my Spider-Man shirt that day instead of next so I changed into it.
Advertising was fine, though I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I feel a bit bad for that cuz I like that class. That and of course because I sit third row center. That. Got out early but could not get a hold of Ben so didn’t get jump start on computer return and working. Design Survey was more of the same and same of the more. No one was really around, but Brandon was there. He says “what up dog” to greet me every time we have that class. It’s odd. And I wonder why he does it then and not in Type class. He filled me in that once again no real expectations were had for CG class (he has it mon/wed nights). We also shared project reflections with Sarah (a lil Korean girl with family tragedy going on) who was sitting to his up/left. So we were a diagonal line. Because we’re more visually interesting that way.
Steph substituted for Nate during Plants class. Peter and I actually stopped caring a bit and didn’t take down all the notes because they were getting repetitive and pointless. At alarming speeds. I complimented Steph on the nice correlation going on between her rack, sparkly shirt lining, and dangly necklace. Something Nate seconded a bit later that Nate btw. And seeing how I know no way of segueing into it later, I will say that later that night I also informed Peter that he would have to learn how to juggle if he ever wanted to do good foreplay. Think about it for a second… Ok, done.
Back at the Table they were being cute and playful with braids and scarves and things. Then I made that LJ entry without their knowledge. TeeHEE. Decided I should have my undershirt on too. Changed into that in same stall as earlier. Got a Pitch Black Mt. Dew and off to CG where once again we congregated outside the classroom talking about the various states of undress of our projects. Claudio asked me to show him something he missed from Tuesday. Yay 1 minute unsexy sexy tutoring session.
Jordan and Michael were actually in class so there was asstons of banter there. Jordan so hasn’t done anything for this project yet. Steve was talking something life experience slash class relevant with all the people in class, which allowed time for me and Jordan to talk Facebook photo albums. Then she showed me pictures of how, in moderate climate, she is one classy ass of a dresser. Her job at Boston Store is going well, and she joked that because of her name and positions desired they probably thought she was a gay man before seeing her in person. Lol. Then Steve talke shifted a bit to retail. Jordan also knows the aggressive, short, indigo suite, shoulder pads, and giant gold leaf brooch wearing woman who runs the food places in the Union. Kahara works there apparently and she and I commented on how you can hear her screeching over the radios on employee’s belts all day. She echoes throughout the Terrace often. Julie walked over for no particular reason, and Jordan and I complimented her scarf and hair and makeup for the day. Lol. It was quite random.
Thursday morning was a blur of failed attempts at doing CG homework, showing the Facebook alubm to Katie and Ben, not looking at multiple pictures of Brandon, dissecting cinnamon buns, and… leaving my computer with Ben. I also decided right when I got to school that I’d rather wear my Spider-Man shirt that day instead of next so I changed into it.
Advertising was fine, though I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I feel a bit bad for that cuz I like that class. That and of course because I sit third row center. That. Got out early but could not get a hold of Ben so didn’t get jump start on computer return and working. Design Survey was more of the same and same of the more. No one was really around, but Brandon was there. He says “what up dog” to greet me every time we have that class. It’s odd. And I wonder why he does it then and not in Type class. He filled me in that once again no real expectations were had for CG class (he has it mon/wed nights). We also shared project reflections with Sarah (a lil Korean girl with family tragedy going on) who was sitting to his up/left. So we were a diagonal line. Because we’re more visually interesting that way.
Steph substituted for Nate during Plants class. Peter and I actually stopped caring a bit and didn’t take down all the notes because they were getting repetitive and pointless. At alarming speeds. I complimented Steph on the nice correlation going on between her rack, sparkly shirt lining, and dangly necklace. Something Nate seconded a bit later that Nate btw. And seeing how I know no way of segueing into it later, I will say that later that night I also informed Peter that he would have to learn how to juggle if he ever wanted to do good foreplay. Think about it for a second… Ok, done.
Back at the Table they were being cute and playful with braids and scarves and things. Then I made that LJ entry without their knowledge. TeeHEE. Decided I should have my undershirt on too. Changed into that in same stall as earlier. Got a Pitch Black Mt. Dew and off to CG where once again we congregated outside the classroom talking about the various states of undress of our projects. Claudio asked me to show him something he missed from Tuesday. Yay 1 minute unsexy sexy tutoring session.
Jordan and Michael were actually in class so there was asstons of banter there. Jordan so hasn’t done anything for this project yet. Steve was talking something life experience slash class relevant with all the people in class, which allowed time for me and Jordan to talk Facebook photo albums. Then she showed me pictures of how, in moderate climate, she is one classy ass of a dresser. Her job at Boston Store is going well, and she joked that because of her name and positions desired they probably thought she was a gay man before seeing her in person. Lol. Then Steve talke shifted a bit to retail. Jordan also knows the aggressive, short, indigo suite, shoulder pads, and giant gold leaf brooch wearing woman who runs the food places in the Union. Kahara works there apparently and she and I commented on how you can hear her screeching over the radios on employee’s belts all day. She echoes throughout the Terrace often. Julie walked over for no particular reason, and Jordan and I complimented her scarf and hair and makeup for the day. Lol. It was quite random.