The Swing of Things
How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad
Tryin' hard not to smile though, I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
Whew. First Tuesday of the school year, and already I am regretting the solid day of work - moreso now that I've scheduled ballroom for Tuesday evenings. I'm hoping that I can keep the energy levels up. This will likely require snacks, which after shopping yesterday after class, I have stocks of. Got to meet a couple Christian teen boys running cash and bags who have big dreams for the future. It was cool.
Monday I got to meet my Photo prof, who is young and apparently also really cool. We're allowed to do our own projects, digital or film, whatever we like. I'm looking forward to shooting a lot of things that I kind of always wanted to shoot. I think I may re-shoot my elevator project, or something similar perhaps. I really enjoyed photographing strangers, so I think I'll do some of that this fall on a perfect fall day with color film. Needless to say I'm kind of revved about photo.
Except for how it, like all my classes this year, is absolutely and completely self-directed. I'm a little worried about that, if I'm being realistic. It's nice on a lot of levels and scary as all get out at the same time. It also means I'm going to be spending a lot of time planning work in the near future that I'd rather be spending flopped out on a couch. For example, it's 12:34am right now and I should be in bed three hours ago. I elected to stay up late for the express purpose of having a few hours spent in some other profession than work and related work-like activity.
After a day that left me so exhausted I could barely move, I went for supper with my Mom, played guitar for a long time until my fingers were bruised (as well as sore from stretching silkscreen with my partner), and then I had a hot bath. Mmmmmmm. It's one of the times when I feel most female.
Today I slotted a project I've been thinking about for some time as my first project in Sculpture - a project involving keys and locks. You will learn more later. If anyone has interesting or unique keys that they can no longer use, please give them to me. English was great today. I am actually a bit of a fan of Wuthering Heights, despite or perhaps partially due to its weighty and depressive characters... I am looking forward to reading, discussing, and experiencing more of it. I spent about half an hour searching out eBooks today, and a small collection of them has formed now. 19th C. novels in eBook format are more than a little ironic, wouldn't you say? Printmaking was hard work, as I expected it to be. I need to keep this energy flow for a long time to come.
Last night I also got so sick of working straight through every moment that I got fed up and went to hang out with Kori and Garrett. Of course, as per usual, Garrett and I ended up talking in my car into the wee hours. We always have backlog lately, because of four months of summer friend scheduling. He told me we should do coffee earlier in the day, end in the single digits. I told him we were in the single digits. Two is a single digit. He said, "Single digits in the same day." Touché.
So much to do, so little time to do it just now. I was wishing for a break tomorrow, but it looks like I'll be working most of the day. At least this time I think I'll be working more at stuff that will allow me to relax a little. More Brontë. I cross my fingers that I'll be able to relax a bit on Saturday. Maybe.
12:59. Bed.
Tryin' hard not to smile though, I feel bad
I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
Whew. First Tuesday of the school year, and already I am regretting the solid day of work - moreso now that I've scheduled ballroom for Tuesday evenings. I'm hoping that I can keep the energy levels up. This will likely require snacks, which after shopping yesterday after class, I have stocks of. Got to meet a couple Christian teen boys running cash and bags who have big dreams for the future. It was cool.
Monday I got to meet my Photo prof, who is young and apparently also really cool. We're allowed to do our own projects, digital or film, whatever we like. I'm looking forward to shooting a lot of things that I kind of always wanted to shoot. I think I may re-shoot my elevator project, or something similar perhaps. I really enjoyed photographing strangers, so I think I'll do some of that this fall on a perfect fall day with color film. Needless to say I'm kind of revved about photo.
Except for how it, like all my classes this year, is absolutely and completely self-directed. I'm a little worried about that, if I'm being realistic. It's nice on a lot of levels and scary as all get out at the same time. It also means I'm going to be spending a lot of time planning work in the near future that I'd rather be spending flopped out on a couch. For example, it's 12:34am right now and I should be in bed three hours ago. I elected to stay up late for the express purpose of having a few hours spent in some other profession than work and related work-like activity.
After a day that left me so exhausted I could barely move, I went for supper with my Mom, played guitar for a long time until my fingers were bruised (as well as sore from stretching silkscreen with my partner), and then I had a hot bath. Mmmmmmm. It's one of the times when I feel most female.
Today I slotted a project I've been thinking about for some time as my first project in Sculpture - a project involving keys and locks. You will learn more later. If anyone has interesting or unique keys that they can no longer use, please give them to me. English was great today. I am actually a bit of a fan of Wuthering Heights, despite or perhaps partially due to its weighty and depressive characters... I am looking forward to reading, discussing, and experiencing more of it. I spent about half an hour searching out eBooks today, and a small collection of them has formed now. 19th C. novels in eBook format are more than a little ironic, wouldn't you say? Printmaking was hard work, as I expected it to be. I need to keep this energy flow for a long time to come.
Last night I also got so sick of working straight through every moment that I got fed up and went to hang out with Kori and Garrett. Of course, as per usual, Garrett and I ended up talking in my car into the wee hours. We always have backlog lately, because of four months of summer friend scheduling. He told me we should do coffee earlier in the day, end in the single digits. I told him we were in the single digits. Two is a single digit. He said, "Single digits in the same day." Touché.
So much to do, so little time to do it just now. I was wishing for a break tomorrow, but it looks like I'll be working most of the day. At least this time I think I'll be working more at stuff that will allow me to relax a little. More Brontë. I cross my fingers that I'll be able to relax a bit on Saturday. Maybe.
12:59. Bed.