W.e.e.k.e.n.d.
I am done with classes for the week. I have a large list of things I have to do for next week:
- finish writing about the Manet section of my conference paper for Art history, as much as I can before doing the painting.
- read as much of the MAYA fundamentals book and do as many tutorials as I can.
- write the 3-5 page paper on the article, and read the article.
- Finish King Lear.
- Start and finish Waiting for Goudot at least for Thursday.
But this weekend is a weekend of fun. Maybe I can get Zack to go to the dance at SLC with me tomorrow night, but in reality, I just want to stay home...and cuddle in my room since my roomate won't be here...she'll be going home. Hehe.
Oi vey.
I am realizing the only way I can stay at this college for four years is if I am living off campus at least Junior and Senior year. I cannot stand this. But I am already learning so much and becoming much more informed and intelligent. I hate the way this institution is run, I hate the stereotypes, I hate everything about it. But I know it's a good education.
- the end -
Sorry...that was boring I know.
I had a dream about Vermont:
Zack and I were driving in a car, an old car like Steve's Honda (R.I.P), he was driving. Zack was driving that is, and I was sitting in the passanger seat. It was my dream. We were both wearing warm cozy sweaters, he was wearing cords, I was wearing jeans, and warm boots, and he sneakers, and we were warm and smiling. It was late autumn/early winter, and the sky was pink coming from behind the naked trees into our car, onto his face. He had his labret peirced with a stud, centered, that was the only difference. I just remember thinking of the fire when we got home, the food we'd make, and the happiness we had in that moment.
I hope one day at SOME point in our lives, we have that exact moment in an old, warm car travelling down a deserted half paved road in Vermont, happy, warm, and with a rising or setting sun glaring pink down before us, all around us.
- finish writing about the Manet section of my conference paper for Art history, as much as I can before doing the painting.
- read as much of the MAYA fundamentals book and do as many tutorials as I can.
- write the 3-5 page paper on the article, and read the article.
- Finish King Lear.
- Start and finish Waiting for Goudot at least for Thursday.
But this weekend is a weekend of fun. Maybe I can get Zack to go to the dance at SLC with me tomorrow night, but in reality, I just want to stay home...and cuddle in my room since my roomate won't be here...she'll be going home. Hehe.
Oi vey.
I am realizing the only way I can stay at this college for four years is if I am living off campus at least Junior and Senior year. I cannot stand this. But I am already learning so much and becoming much more informed and intelligent. I hate the way this institution is run, I hate the stereotypes, I hate everything about it. But I know it's a good education.
- the end -
Sorry...that was boring I know.
I had a dream about Vermont:
Zack and I were driving in a car, an old car like Steve's Honda (R.I.P), he was driving. Zack was driving that is, and I was sitting in the passanger seat. It was my dream. We were both wearing warm cozy sweaters, he was wearing cords, I was wearing jeans, and warm boots, and he sneakers, and we were warm and smiling. It was late autumn/early winter, and the sky was pink coming from behind the naked trees into our car, onto his face. He had his labret peirced with a stud, centered, that was the only difference. I just remember thinking of the fire when we got home, the food we'd make, and the happiness we had in that moment.
I hope one day at SOME point in our lives, we have that exact moment in an old, warm car travelling down a deserted half paved road in Vermont, happy, warm, and with a rising or setting sun glaring pink down before us, all around us.