Sep 09, 2009 23:29
I'm having stomach/digestive problems (to put a messy situation delicately... oops, decorum undone!): maybe the (good) stress, the excitement of being in a new place, residual jet-lag, or the massive bunch of grapes I bought at the local swap meet and ate (stupidly) without washing. (Are there bad intestional parasites in California?)
That, and I'm fucking beat. Its been an intensive first day of classes.
On that note:
*cough* CalArts is the best decision I have ever made in my short life thus far. This place is some kind of fucking dream come true.... theoretically brutal, terrifyingly honest.. but mind-blowingly innovative and supportive in a way I have never before experienced in an educational institution. This place has its stellar reputation for a damned good reason and I feel frankly blessed to be amongst the awe-inspiring faculty and really damn cool/smart/talented classmates.
... I love it here, or so I say right now (before the sobbing begins... may my breakdown come quickly and go quickly). Just hope I get my studio soon, really soon.
Enough gushing... this just feels like the right kind of antidote to OCAD.
Tomorrow I'm calling the zoo to see if they'll give me elephant poop. Yup, its that kind of place.
Missing everyone in the North East.
Missing my Bookie-Boo (E-rock).