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i just want to say:
yesterday i woke up, payed my fines, and bought an orange. i got to my last physics class, where my teacher had ice cream ingredients out on the table. he talked to us as he mixed the cream, vanilla, and care into a big bowl. he told us about the radiation levels in glazes and bananas. then, he took a large tank, and poured steaming liquid into the bowl. mist smoothed out over the table, and he stirred the icecream with liquid nitrogen. he made a mean bowl of ice cream. i froze an orange. its skin fell off, and i ate it cell by cell (the little long shapes of fruit inside each section of an orange) like dippin dots of fruit. i went to art awards, and my friend Rexy won an award, and thanked me publicly for giving myself to him, body and soul, to keep him strong on all the lonely nights. then i played on the moon bounces that we got to celebrate. i went downtown with Ariane and Ryan. i was struck with how beautiful the city is. sometimes it really takes the air from me. i got back to campus, and watched alice in wonderland, a much scarier movie than i remember, on the grass between blankets.
today i helped set up for pre-college awards, and interacted with scholarship seeking seniors from the other side, which was very pleasing. i also made a quick bit of cash. i also found out that the farmer's market opens tomorrow.
on thursday, i had my last drawing class. i had worked to get my final projects done, but not harder than i did in high school. that was a nasty little bit. my teacher gave me a list of things he thought i might like, like movies to watch and books to read and people to follow. i asked for that from most of my teachers. in my last art history class, everyone was ruder than usual, which was even worse considering that we, as a class could not get our act together even for a goodbye. that was another nasty little bit.
thats all i can remember.
i will see some of you so very soon...
(smile)
((dave))
my phone is dead!
but i'm going to see ghostface killa who was somehow tricked into opening for rooney, who i've never heard of.
((kate))
yesterday i woke up, payed my fines, and bought an orange. i got to my last physics class, where my teacher had ice cream ingredients out on the table. he talked to us as he mixed the cream, vanilla, and care into a big bowl. he told us about the radiation levels in glazes and bananas. then, he took a large tank, and poured steaming liquid into the bowl. mist smoothed out over the table, and he stirred the icecream with liquid nitrogen. he made a mean bowl of ice cream. i froze an orange. its skin fell off, and i ate it cell by cell (the little long shapes of fruit inside each section of an orange) like dippin dots of fruit. i went to art awards, and my friend Rexy won an award, and thanked me publicly for giving myself to him, body and soul, to keep him strong on all the lonely nights. then i played on the moon bounces that we got to celebrate. i went downtown with Ariane and Ryan. i was struck with how beautiful the city is. sometimes it really takes the air from me. i got back to campus, and watched alice in wonderland, a much scarier movie than i remember, on the grass between blankets.
today i helped set up for pre-college awards, and interacted with scholarship seeking seniors from the other side, which was very pleasing. i also made a quick bit of cash. i also found out that the farmer's market opens tomorrow.
on thursday, i had my last drawing class. i had worked to get my final projects done, but not harder than i did in high school. that was a nasty little bit. my teacher gave me a list of things he thought i might like, like movies to watch and books to read and people to follow. i asked for that from most of my teachers. in my last art history class, everyone was ruder than usual, which was even worse considering that we, as a class could not get our act together even for a goodbye. that was another nasty little bit.
thats all i can remember.
i will see some of you so very soon...
(smile)
((dave))
my phone is dead!
but i'm going to see ghostface killa who was somehow tricked into opening for rooney, who i've never heard of.
((kate))