Sometimes I think that my pandora radio y premonition abilities.. Or it can read what I'm thinking and put the appropriate song on.
It's rather depressing actually.
Just like the guide says:
DON'T PANIC
In large friendly letters...
And I'd like to think that the girls that just walked out of the photo lab, one with a round androgynous fact and multi-colored hair, and the other with a mouth piercing and a bag of doritos, discussing a show to watch at "home" tonight, were lesbians.
Cute ones.
ohmigawd
Aubrey snoring...
Mother of god, it sounds like the earth has been split asunder!
Ok.
So I just watched Ironman for the second time and I just sort of ignored the credits and at the very end...
Guess who shows up with an eyepatch?
SAMUEL L. FREAKING JACKSON
AHHHHH the movie whore!!!!!
And why do they have Marquette Branch Prison listed as a local attraction...?
Yeeeah..
o.O another weird dream:
I don't really know the order but the gist of it is...
I was in a house with Summer and we were discussing sex. And these little kids over heard us and they were chanting "S and M! S and M!" and summer and I were like, "wtf.."
And I was washing something in a big sink in the kitchen with lots of bubbles.
And theeeen
I'm at this house and Mr. P's there. I asked him if I could skip his class the next day to make oil paints because I had already seen the Breakfast Club a million times.
And then there was something involving a foggy mirror from the shower.
Then I was making oil paints and Adriane was flitting around me like an over active child o.O
And I kept accidentally mixing the pigments for the paints so that my blue somehow turned out a light yellow....... And then Adriane really wanted to see blue oil paint, but it was obviously yellow..
So then I follow her into a bathroom that looks like the one from the house in rosco. And adriane has this old shirt and she's laughing and pointing at a drawing in the bathroom, "Seriously, smell that! It's awful." and I'm: "o.O;;" I didn't really want to. So I returned to my oil paints only to find that they've somehow dried into a yellow ball. Then I play with the ball rubbing oil on it to smooth out cracks........
Yeah.
Weird.
Had my first, OH-SHIT-IT'S-T
Yeah.
Starting poetry analysis today... I really don't enjoy that sort of thing
Been rushed all morning.
Vis. Struc. Project went extremely well. Except that one of the strings broke as I was presenting it. "Fantastic."
I really want to try pallet painting.
It looks exciting.
Yeah. Wellllllllllll
Yeah.
I love my illustration prof. Love.
Next project is character designs. HELLZ YEAH
And then we're going to use our laptops (for once) for the next project that has to do with the current project....
And I'm feeling slightly homesick.
Homesick meaning I miss friends back home...
My characters names are going to be Faye and Brie ........Care to guess who they'll be modeled after?
HMMMM?!HMMMM?! Accept the challenge do you?! DO YOU DARE!?!?!?!??!
....
Anyways.