hey lj, long time no see
so i have not posted in this thing in a while. i figured i should clue some of you peeps in on what's been happening in my life.
life here at Umass is ever amusing. Yesterday Chelsea came up for a portfolio review and i toured her and her father around the campus. I enjoyed eating lunch with them and spending time with the Fredricksons.
Classs's over all are going quite well as the semester is drawing to an end. I'm saddened to know that some class's are ending. I love my figure drawing class and it's going to suck not having it. but class's like Chem i'm not going to miss as much.
one up side to being and art student is no finals really. i have like, one i have to stay for, which is going to be annoying with waiting here to take it. but what ever. i do though have to start putting my photography project.
makeing ever more friends here and becomming closer with the ones I already have. they are really great, though i still miss all my SK'ers. and it sucks not knowing what is happening back at home.
my room is at the point where I am happy with it. i Have my giant pirate flag on the wall over my bed, My penguin sits on my rather large speakers, a giant New Zealand flag takes up the interior of my closset, and it's only going to get more cluttered to be sure. My roomy is ever amusing. John is this 6 foot something tree of a guy. he could easily be a football player. my rather large bearded roomy is a engineer and also incredibaly smart. thing is, he is a huge huge smoker and drinker. so he is drunk or stoned alot. i found out that he will talk alot in his sleep if he previously drinks a handle of Rum. so as he talks about peanuts or how so and so is a liar in his sleep, I'll be at my desk pretending i'm having a convosation with him.
john-" *mummble* when are the peanuts going to be ready?"
me- "they'll be ready soon john, and your talking in your sleep, you silly drunkard"
John"- "your a liar"
me- "no I'm not, and your drunk and passed out, shut up john, go back to sleep"
john "*mumble* okay"
many nights i've covered him in blankets, remove his lap top out from under his body, and helped move him onto his bed. i do lots of little things for him that he does not and never will know about. i'm like a mohter for a rather large intoxicated baby. but i don't mind.
i hope ever one is doing splendidly in their schools and that life is treating you all okay. i can't wait to go home in december, have christmas, visit friends, go to camp reunion, and play in snow (you better snow, fuckin' nature).
This is Dylan Cashman, the Nut case in Chestnut, signing off.
life here at Umass is ever amusing. Yesterday Chelsea came up for a portfolio review and i toured her and her father around the campus. I enjoyed eating lunch with them and spending time with the Fredricksons.
Classs's over all are going quite well as the semester is drawing to an end. I'm saddened to know that some class's are ending. I love my figure drawing class and it's going to suck not having it. but class's like Chem i'm not going to miss as much.
one up side to being and art student is no finals really. i have like, one i have to stay for, which is going to be annoying with waiting here to take it. but what ever. i do though have to start putting my photography project.
makeing ever more friends here and becomming closer with the ones I already have. they are really great, though i still miss all my SK'ers. and it sucks not knowing what is happening back at home.
my room is at the point where I am happy with it. i Have my giant pirate flag on the wall over my bed, My penguin sits on my rather large speakers, a giant New Zealand flag takes up the interior of my closset, and it's only going to get more cluttered to be sure. My roomy is ever amusing. John is this 6 foot something tree of a guy. he could easily be a football player. my rather large bearded roomy is a engineer and also incredibaly smart. thing is, he is a huge huge smoker and drinker. so he is drunk or stoned alot. i found out that he will talk alot in his sleep if he previously drinks a handle of Rum. so as he talks about peanuts or how so and so is a liar in his sleep, I'll be at my desk pretending i'm having a convosation with him.
john-" *mummble* when are the peanuts going to be ready?"
me- "they'll be ready soon john, and your talking in your sleep, you silly drunkard"
John"- "your a liar"
me- "no I'm not, and your drunk and passed out, shut up john, go back to sleep"
john "*mumble* okay"
many nights i've covered him in blankets, remove his lap top out from under his body, and helped move him onto his bed. i do lots of little things for him that he does not and never will know about. i'm like a mohter for a rather large intoxicated baby. but i don't mind.
i hope ever one is doing splendidly in their schools and that life is treating you all okay. i can't wait to go home in december, have christmas, visit friends, go to camp reunion, and play in snow (you better snow, fuckin' nature).
This is Dylan Cashman, the Nut case in Chestnut, signing off.