Tuesday, September 30, 2008


As I sit here at school, congested, sipping my lemon tea, contemplating what death must feel like and thinking this must be pretty close to it, I am reminded that I am a bit melodramatic. I think it has something to do with being an only child, although, I'm not really sure what.

Sidetrack: I just got some water at the coffee cart at school and the barrista promptly piped, "25 cents!"
"Hhhh..." I said, "well in that case can I have some ice in it?"
"Sure," she shot back. I handed her my money and do you know what she did? She tossed it in the tip jar!

Now, I know it's only 25 cents, but seriously people. Forcing me to tip you? I already gave a tip! I have a meager income! That just frosts me. Does that make me cheap? (yes.)

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Shall I or Shant I, or, Some Rotton Milk

So. I borrowed the first two books of the Twilight series from a couple friends. I'm hesitant to start reading it because if everyone else in the world is any indication I'll be completely obsessed for at least the duration of the series. If neighbour is any indication, I'll be obsessed far beyond the fourth book and will start Googling and YouTubing any and all obscure reference to the series. I've already got one of those (Stargate).

Today I consumed some severely expired milk. You see, I have finally contracted that cold I've been trying to get for the past month. I didn't, however, bargain on it affecting my cognitive functions and rendering my sense of space and time completely useless. I thought it was the 20th, not the 27th which explains why the milk smelled a bit and tasted suspicious. Well, at least it wasn't bad enough to make me sick.

I'm not getting the sympathy I had hoped from this cold. My mom was the one who gave it to me so she's done. She's through with this whole situation and anything involving germs, which incidentally, is me. Dramatic sob. I'm seeking comfort in other things like toast and apple cinnamon oatmeal. Now accepting donations.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

FObulous, darling.

Fanfare! I have finished a knitting project! Neighbour asked me to knit her a cowl and I agreed. It took me at least 3 months to get around to it, but it's done and in just enough time for the colder months.

Quickie Cowl
by Fawn Pea

It's scrumptious. As a matter of fact, I love it so much I think I'm going to keep it and instead, neighbour, I'm going to give you this fabulous stick of gum!

Snnnnk*...what day is it?

Good morning my little boogerschnookums. How are you today?

I seems I am having trouble remembering what I'm doing today. I keep forgetting what time my classes start and what homework I have in them. This could be due to any number of reasons: 1) I have too much on my mind, my brain can't handle it, it economizes and just makes it one big memory 2) I'm getting my second bout of senioritis (though I am not nor do I have anything to do with either seniors or seniority.), 3) I need to eat more fish, 4) my coffee hasn't kicked in yet.

Personally I'm going to go with #4. Seems the most logical and labor-free.

*the word "snnnnk" directly refers to the action of sniffing, early in the morning, while night allergies are still in effect.

Monday, September 22, 2008


Here I am being all selfish and absorbed in my schoolwork and I almost forgot to mark this wonderful occasion with a blog! It's Autumn! SCREAM! Do you know what this means?! Neither do I but I know it's something good. Something that has to do with knitting, hot beverages and warm sweaters.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Some new drawings!

Okay! So I have retrieved the tablet drawings from Monday and today. They're both from photographs. Nobody sue me.

Monday and attempt #2 at drawing on the tablet. He turned out a bit more angry than I intended.

And my 3rd attempt (today). It started out as just a layout for a full color drawing but I liked it so much that I decided to finish it a little and leave as is. I'm pretty happy with it.

So, yesterday I called Ringling and talked to an admissions counselor. It looks like I won't be able to transfer until Fall and it'll be the same for CalArts and probably most other animation majors so it looks like I'm going to be here for a while longer. It's not as discouraging as I would have thought. I'm actually really excited. I'm finally working towards something significant. I'm not just bee-boping around anymore.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Short and Sweet

New favorite snack: pita chips and hummus
Overdue library fees: $14.50
Class that's kicking my butt: Cartooning
Free time: what? Free time?
New interesting music: Chris Bathgate
New favorite gadget: Wacom Tablet

I was going to post my 2nd attempt at the tablet but the file is just too dang big. My poor little computer can't handle it. Lemme convert. I'll get back to you.

Sunday, September 14, 2008


My new laptop had a wonky spacebar. I had to push it in the middle for it to work. There were a lot of one long word emails. I took my laptop to the Apple Store today to get the spacebar fixed and good news: it is! Brand, spanking new keyboard. Bad news: the Genius guy scratched the heck out of the top. I just about had a heart attack when I saw it. I've been so careful to keep it in pristine condition. My laptop! It's lost it's flower!

I suppose I could go and complain about it, but there were so many people in the store that I was getting a little claustrophobic. I just wanted to get out of there. Oh well. It was bound to get scratched eventually. Atlestmysentencesdon'tlooklikethisanymore.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Thoughts and Ruminations

I have this feeling of being totally frustrated and totally exhilarated at the same time. I've been looking at art schools intensively the last couple weeks or so. I'm starting to narrow down the field to either CalArts or Ringling College of Art and Design (with some other options in the mix). Both have incredible pros and unavoidable cons and it's making me feel a bit like a yo-yo. I need to do some serious chatting with admissions counsellors in the next few weeks. 

I'm not just on the outside looking in any more. I'm entering the animation/illustration world. With physics I always felt like I was knocking as loud as I could on the door but no one would let me in. I feel like I fit. I haven't felt that for a long time. 

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

You appeal to my dramatic side.

I'm at college #2 (state school) and there's this...noise...in the Student Union. At first I thought it was the most disgusting sound I have ever heard out of a cello. Because that's what they're playing. Cellos. But just now, art ideas began to flow out of my head and I got this strange feeling like, I needed to stand on my chair and fling myself off of it. I've never felt like this about music before. I like it. I still have some iTunes downloads left. Hmmm...

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Wanted: I don't remember

I was sitting in the cafeteria today at school #1 (community college) and the man of my dreams, the man I am supposed to marry walked in front of me. Did I run after him, screaming for him to stop! We are to become one flesh! No. I glanced up nervously as he walked into the great unknown, never to return. Neighbour said if she were there she would help me trip conveniently in front of him. She's such a friend.

This post makes me feel creepy, but I'm going to publish it anyway just so you can keep your eyes open for me. He had brown hair and I think a blue shirt.

Saturday, September 6, 2008


I just received a complimentary iTunes card in the mail. The past 3 days I have been furiously downloading music, discovering new artists and rockin' out to some fabulous tunes. I do have to say though, I need to be careful about downloading music while in a caffeine-induced high. It tends to make me feel very dramatic and as a result I downloaded some very epic music. The kind you can't really listen to unless you're on a horse, sword in hand, galloping to battle. Which I am not. So I resort to strutting about the house in a grand fashion, regally flinging my arms and flaring my nostrils.

So it looks like we're going to Washington for Thanksgiving. Fist pump. I will be scoping out my future stomping grounds, questioning the locals and touring potential living spaces. Do you think anything will change in 5 years?

Friday, September 5, 2008

A Semester Begins

There's a hole-in-the-wall BBQ shop across the parking lot from our cafe. The owner just opened it a couple weeks ago and already he's stolen a few of our regular lunch crowd. You know what? Nobody cares. The meaty goodness hiding between those walls is powerful enough to make a grown man cry. We ate there for dinner tonight. I wasn't even really sure of what I was eating. All I know is there was meat and bread and all I could do was lift to mouth, inhale.

It turns out this semester I have absolutely no free time (minus the time I found to blog this). I'm away from home Monday and Wednesday from 6am to 10pm and Tuesdays and Thursdays aren't much different. On Friday, Saturday and Sunday I'm either doing homework, working or going to church. 

Right now it's all a convoluted mess of activities in my head, but as soon as I find my day planner amidst the disaster zone of my room, I'll be able to focus on it all and get my ducks in a row. I've already had a few breakthroughs in my art education and it's only the second week of classes. I dreamed about being an animator last night.

I'm starting to look at art schools for either a second Bachelor's or a Master's and I'm getting so excited. I can't even handle it. I'll be out of school in at most two years which really isn't that long is it? Nah. I can do it.

My mom just got called for jury duty. I'm terrified I'm next. My plan: mumble to myself and talk to my pocket. I suggested it to my mom but I'm not convinced she's going to take my advice.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008


So the stress of this afternoon has lifted a bit and I'm able to think clearly. So it looks like I (might) be taking an interior design class and I'm completely excited. Maybe I'll learn to transfer my messy hole in the wall of a room into a spacious island oasis.

Tonight in my cartooning class my professor told me I have to be willing to suck. I'm so focused on beating everyone that I'm having a hard time just relaxing. When did I get so unattractively competitive? It's not a becoming look.

My uncle dug up some old photos of our family and sent them to us. This is my grandma at 21 years old in Central Park. When she came from the Canary Islands she lived in New York for a few years before coming to California to marry my grandpa. Isn't she pretty? I love this picture.


Today I am very anxious. I'm anxious about a lot of things and rationalizing doesn't seem to be helping. Also, I'm allowing myself to feel discontented: a bad thing. Anxiousness and discontent are breeding grounds for disaster.

It seems that semesters of smooth registration for classes are at an end and the bitter dregs of failure await for the next two years. Deep, cleansing breath. It'll be over by tomorrow.

Monday, September 1, 2008

The day has come

Tomorrow I officially re-become a university student. Shouldn't that be "an university student?" Shouldn't I know this? I've been away too long.