college experience part the second, and other things.
Perk of being from NJ and going to a PA school: You can talk about how inadequate the pizza here is compared to at home. :P People who've had real pizza (like Becky from Long Island, respectively) will agree, and those who haven't had it will have no retort if you preach with enough passion.
Important Milestone: Pizza and ranch dressing. An explanation: I figured I'd give it a whirl to see what the fuss was. It was okay. It was like, this tastes like ranch dressing! Now it tastes like pizza! Seeing as how both these foods are good, it is good, but it's not cohesive. They don't bond with each other. Try it, it's alright.
Fact: People here think I'm really good at Guitar Hero. This is totally okay by me. :P
I had my first real day of drawing class today. It was amazing. In that one 3 hour period, I produced more stuff I was proud of than I did in my entire senior year. It felt amazing to be drawing again and enjoying it. I missed it so much. That one class has shaken any doubt I had about being an art major. Any worries about not enjoying it anymore are completely gone.
And! Already there is a subliminal penis in my sketchbook. :P
In summary, I'm so overjoyed. I would've stayed there and drawn the rest of the day if it wasn't for having to go to art history. But that's awesome too. Fuck. I'm so content right now. :)
Important Milestone: Pizza and ranch dressing. An explanation: I figured I'd give it a whirl to see what the fuss was. It was okay. It was like, this tastes like ranch dressing! Now it tastes like pizza! Seeing as how both these foods are good, it is good, but it's not cohesive. They don't bond with each other. Try it, it's alright.
Fact: People here think I'm really good at Guitar Hero. This is totally okay by me. :P
I had my first real day of drawing class today. It was amazing. In that one 3 hour period, I produced more stuff I was proud of than I did in my entire senior year. It felt amazing to be drawing again and enjoying it. I missed it so much. That one class has shaken any doubt I had about being an art major. Any worries about not enjoying it anymore are completely gone.
And! Already there is a subliminal penis in my sketchbook. :P
In summary, I'm so overjoyed. I would've stayed there and drawn the rest of the day if it wasn't for having to go to art history. But that's awesome too. Fuck. I'm so content right now. :)