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[31 Dec 2007|07:53pm]
It’s the end of the year and time for the usual update. I ended up finishing this past semester a few weeks ago. It went pretty well. Much better than last. I had Life Drawing II with Tim, Color Issues with Rose, Etching with Rob, and both Intro to Film and Diversity in the US with Gordon. I originally had a Acrylic Painting Workshop and Developmental Psychology but dropped it after one class. Class with Tim was awesome. It forced me to think and going in each day, each class was actually work. To draw and think about what you are doing. It was new and different and the class helped me immensely. Color Issues was just ok. I couldn’t help but dislike it. Rose is a good person, nice and supportive about the student’s ideas but the assignments were kind of just ok. I think the main problem was that I know what I want to do and this class wasn’t it. There is not much I can learn from paintings done by a freshman or early sophomore and it’s hard to think that without sounding condescending but I don’t know, not much inspiration from that class. Etching was a whole new world and pretty enjoyable. It was my first printmaking class and everything was new to me. It was nice having Rob as a teacher, mostly to talk about films with because he really has seen a lot of movies that I have and it’s fun and interesting to converse with him. I made a few decent prints and will be taking another printmaking class next semester. The liberal arts were good. I originally had Developmental Psychology but dropped it to dodge a class that was completely taught word by word from a textbook. I had a feeling after one class that that was the way the course would be and by talking with a few other students who stuck with it, I guess I was right. As a result, I switched into Diversity in the US. It was my first time having Gordon Arnold and it was a good class. Occasionally, it got somewhat boring because Gordon can talk for hours on end. And for a 2 hour and 40 minute class, that’s a lot of talking. He did it often but I feel like his excessive talking was actually relevant to the course. It brought up some subjects and ideas that I didn’t consider until I took this course. I also had Intro to Film with him too. This was a class I was really looking forward to during the summer, and each week until the next class. It was a great class and taught me a lot about film, mostly early cinema. Some of the movies I had already seen but it was good to revisit them again. Solid class. I had my final evaluations and they went pretty well. Much better than last semester. This break will be very productive, enabling me to get a lot of shit done. A lot. Next semester should be good and I’m looking forward too it. I have 2 drawing classes, one printmaking, 1 one credit printmaking class, and 2 liberal arts that are requirements for my BFA. Also I will mostly likely be co-curating a show that will be at The Bear Gallery, maybe in March if everything goes as planned. The rest of school should be a very productive time.
Usually I post about the holidays here, judging by my past end of the year updates. Halloween was spent at home, passing out candy, and watching old VHS tapes of Halloween shows Jim and I watched when we were kids. It was fun revisiting them. Thanksgiving, I did nothing. Just ate leftovers. Not much there. And Christmas was different this year, kind of. Christmas Eve was spent at Nana's again, and Christmas morning at Dad’s as usual. We’ve had Christmas at Doreen's for the past 2 years, but this year we had it at Dennis’ house. It was strange/sad without Doreen. No one really mentioned it much but I’m sure a lot of people were thinking about it. All in all, it was a pretty good Christmas. It will be weird once I’m 21 and getting all of the gifts I do. I obviously like it, but I do feel guilty so I don’t know. Spoiled maybe.
This update has been mediocre. I’m not sure if I like doing them really anymore. I just feel like I have too because I have the past couple of years. But whatever.
Mostly this is a end of the year update and it’s weird that 2007 will be no more. I don’t like thinking about time very much anymore. The thought of it is kind of depressing. To be a little more optimistic, a rarity for me, I can look onto the good things that will happen next year in 2008. This year has been a year. I also feel nostalgic for certain parts. I think I’ll always do that, about anything. I can’t say it was a horrible year. It was better than 2006, I’m pretty sure. But who knows what the next year will be like. Again. So long 2007. Hello 2008.
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[28 Aug 2007|03:23am]
Ok. It’s time for an update. A long one. One of those last semester/summer/next semester updates.
Well, last semester was ok. Took only 4 classes instead of 5, so I could focus on my painting classes. I had Abstract Painting of the Figure, Figure Painting, Contemporary Painting Practice and for a liberal arts class, Humanities I. APF was ok. My work got stronger towards the end, as it should.Throughout the entire semester, critiques were painful, mostly because of the varying degrees of skill between students. Some were freshman, some were sophomores, and some were juniors. And Rob Roy, being the nice guy he is, wasn’t very critical. I think there is a certain point in college when I student needs to receive a good amount of criticism if they are serious about what they are doing. Not to say that it should be all negative criticism. It’s good to balance between something positive and something negative that could be worked out. Not really much of this in APF. And I have Rob Roy this coming semester for Etching, so I’m not sure how that is going to be. Figure Painting with Masako was interesting. Again, varying levels of skill. I felt that I didn’t really agree with a lot of things she wanted in a painting and/or wanted from us. So I took what I thought would be useful and discarded the rest. Contemporary Painting Practice had its ups and downs. And since the whole syllabus consisted of some really ridiculous assignments, my work was poor because I simply could not get excited about what I was working on. I had a little argument with my teacher, Scott, about what my idea of painting was and he had his own. We didn’t agree, and a few times it was a little hostile.That was basically the whole problem with my classes, not having the same ideas and expectations as my teachers. For some reason, I felt that artistic freedom was a rarity and students had to do what the teachers expected of them. This semester I think will be different, or at least I hope it will. I have Life Drawing II with Tim Harney, Color Issues with Rose, Etching with Rob Roy, Acrylic Painting Workshop with Mark Hoffman, and Developmental Psychology and Introduction to Film, both with Gordon Arnold. I’m kind of excited. It will be different because my schedule is pretty packed on the days I have school. And it’s strange since I have classes on Friday for the first time in college. And none on Monday or Wednesday. Also I have never taken a printmaking class and am excited to be learning something completely new. Not having 3 painting classes is kind of a good thing too, for change and all that. Hope it will be good.
Then there was summer. Leaving Winter Street was kind of bittersweet but mostly just sweet. I had to get a van to transport all of the work I did throughout the year. And it was a pain in the ass storing it in the house. I remember being excited at the beginning of summer because I had nothing to do. It was kind of great. I watched a lot of great movies and painted. I also worked at Lahey during the summer and after a month or so of working 7 - 3:30, I asked Patty to switch me to 11:15 - 7:45. It was just a lot better for me. This way I wouldn’t be extremely tired due to getting up at 6. I usually go to bed at 6 and switching hours really helped. I started to hate Lahey a lot and realized that I probably won’t be working there next summer. I’ll have to find a job that will be unfamiliar to me but it will be better than having to work at Lahey again in the summer. I’ve been working there for the past 3 summers. I think it’s time for it to end maybe. But I’ll still be working there during the fall here and there on per diem. I also went to Washington, DC with the family. It was really great. Kind of awesome being somewhere else for a little while. Saw a ton of amazing artwork at a bunch of museums. That was a good time. There were a few times in the summer, when I was bored but it passed quickly and I found something to do. This entire summer went by kind of fast. It’s something I say every year but for some reason this one went by faster. I don’t know why. I also usually say that the summer sucked every year but I kind of liked this one. I don't know. I feel like I should be writing more about the summer for some reason.
I’m going to try to make this September a good one. The last two Septembers have been unbelievably horrible. Something has either happened that was unfortunate or there was a radical change. The first one I went to college and missed home a lot and the one after that, Jim left for college and I got mugged. This summer to fall transition seems pretty smooth unlike the other ones. There will always be that Fall nostalgia, that very familiar memory, but I just have to deal with it again I guess.

And now it’s time for the screaming at the kettle pictures. I was thinking about why Jim and I do this every year and I can’t think of a real reason. It just happened one year and now I feel like it's tradition.

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[01 Mar 2007|09:38pm]
I just listened to Neutral Milk Hotel for the first time in almost 2 years. It feels good.
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[31 Dec 2006|09:35pm]
So, 2006. What a year. I finished my 3rd semester of college since I last posted on this thing. I posted about my second semester in my last post so even though it was 2006, I’m not going to post about it again or anything. Besides a few things, this semester went pretty well. My grades for the end of the semester were pretty shitty, but since you know, it’s art school and everything, I’m not really concerned with grades as much as I am with artistic development, which I think turned out pretty good. Besides, the shitty grades were part of me resisting a lot of homework assignments and not really giving a shitty about certain things. A real apathetic attitude developed over the past 4 months, though I think a bit of it festered during the summer. Not really a good thing. I think it damaged any potential paintings and assignments. What can I do. I think the best studio class I had was Mixed Media. It kind of allowed me to explore new mediums that I would never think to explore and also express and/or do anything I wanted really. The freedom was there and I think that was the best aspect of the course. Perspectives in Anatomy was another course that I was taking and proved pretty beneficial. I took Life Drawing with Kate last semester and I just enjoy her teaching. She actually really gives a shit and also was concerned about my general well being when I didn’t express as much enthusiasm as I should have. I learnt a lot in that course and got a few success pieces as well. Realist Methods was a whole different story. As a potential painting major, I would imagine that I’d like a painting course, naturally. It just didn’t turn out that way at all. I dreaded going to the class every Monday and Wednesday and it just kind of ruined my day. I didn’t really enjoy the teacher’s redundant tips either. I think that was one of the shitty parts of the course, along with the tedious still lifes and tromp loeils that we were assigned. Why I even took the course in the beginning is beyond me and I wish I dropped the class when I could have. The liberal arts were ok. Concepts in Science was horribly boring, excluding the genetic mutations that we studied. It’s a requirement, though, so I’m glad I got it out of the way. Art Since 1945 was fantastic. I just really enjoyed the Abstract Expressionists we went over which was for most of the first half of the semester. Just looking at modern artists instead of boring gothic arches and Italian painters that all deal with the same exact subject matter was kind of exciting. It also gave me better ideas for my art, which I think is the point after all. It was kind of a hassle taking five classes this semester, so as I result, I’m only taking 4 next semester. Since I have 3 painting classes, having only 1 liberal arts class will allow me to concentrate on those a bit more. I had my review at the end of the semester again and it went really well. I got some really great comments and a few criticisms that I can actually use. It makes me feel good about where I am artistically. I am also going to have a piece of mine in a show in February that I’m pretty exited about. I’m looking forward to it. Hope it turns out well.
The holiday happened since I last posted so I might as well talk about those. They were different, really. Halloween was spent at Andrews, dressed in my usual skeletal suit. It was a little different because it as the first Halloween not spent with Jim, since he was in Salem and I was in Billerica. But you know, change and all that. Thanksgiving was spent at my Dad’s for a change. We haven’t spent Thanksgiving with him since I don’t even know, since I was 5 I think. It’s been a while either way. It was good, but getting stuffed off of mashed potatoes and corn is getting kind of old for Thanksgiving dinners. I think next year, I’m actually going to cook something for me and Jim. Christmas was a doozie. I hate when it ends but everything this year has been blending together so I don’t really give a shit as much I might of last year. We did the usual. Nanas for Christmas Eve, Dad’s for Christmas morning, and this year, again, we went to Doreen’s for Christmas day. I was exhausted though. I didn’t get as much sleep as I usually do the previous nights so that kind of sucked. Presents were great. I got some art stuff but mostly I got a lot of money, some of which I’ll be saving, some of which I’ve spent, and some of which I’ll be spending on art supplies. It’s good to be spoiled, I guess. I still feel a little guilty but, ya, whatever.
So it’s the end of 2006. And I’m actually pretty glad to see it go. I still feel nostalgic to certain parts, though, overall it was grim. With being overwhelmed by unfortunate news at the beginning of the year, going to court blah blah blah, my cat and uncle dying, my dad losing his job, apathetic feelings towards art and my future, and some crappy depression from all of these, I can’t wait to start a a new year. Again. So long 2006. Hello 2007.
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[11 Sep 2006|01:48am]
This is going to be long. If you read this, I need to suck your dick/eat your klitt.

Been a while since the last update. I wrote another one of these a few weeks ago but had to revise it because certain shit was out of date.
I moved out of my dorm last May and finished my second semester of college. I have to say that it was a lot better than my first, in terms of social and educational aspects. The classes I had were: Life Drawing I, Drawing I, 2D Design, Art HIstory II, and English Composition II. They were a lot different than the courses I took first semester and pretty much better overall. Life Drawing actually taught me how to draw the human figure even though I thought I had it down pretty well. I couldn’t have been more wrong. It’s awesome how much I’ve learnt in that class and it’s really going to come in handy for some of my paintings I do in the future. Drawing I was a huge help as well. I didn’t even know how to use charcoal at all until I took the class. It even has influenced my view on the world in terms of light and value, which is horribly disgusting, sad, but kind of awesome. I find myself looking for cast shadows on occasion. 2D Design helped me somewhat. I have a hard time finding any artistic value when it comes to black and white cut paper and glue. I think if the theory is applied to another medium, it can come out incredible. But the class consisted of 7 people and was 3 hours long. One of the classes I dreaded going too. It was also somewhat difficult to deal with Wilber, even though he’s a great guy and great teacher. I guess he’s very passionate about art and various relationships (either that or he’s bullshitting us completey so it doesn’t look like the art we make is pure turd), but it can be frustrating if you are not feeling that same passion. Some kind of hostility is created and it’s pretty weird. Art History II was way better than Art History I. It was interesting studying old Italian Renaissance but after awhile, the general message and appearance of the paintings bored me. That’s why it was refreshing to move onto modern art. The class was way easier than last semester and I passed it with flying colors, while learning alot. English Composition was eh. Reading Kakfa’s Metamorphisis was the highlight of the course. Kate Chopin, and Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream kind of bored me. A short story by William Faulkner was also a highlight. I don’t think anyone gave a shit about the entire class really, even the teacher. She knew we were here for art and probably thought she was wasting her energy getting really into it. It was an easy class and I barely did anything to get a B+. Overall, it was a good semester in terms of courses. Socially, I felt more comfortable, since I knew some people better than I did before I came here. That was a lot easier in living situations as well. It was a good semester and I’m looking forward to the next, which should be even better.
This summer was interesting. I think I’ve mentioned before that I always complain about how bad the summer was and then the next summer I say “Last summer was awesome.” Well next summer, I don’t think I’ll be saying that. This summer just didn’t have anything that was horribly exciting. (I'll probably regret typing all of this next summer.) The best thing was being home for 3 months with my family and friends. That was awesome. But it just seemed like it was boring overall, and paled in comparrison with the others. But who knows, it might actually turn out incredible in retrospect. I started working at Lahey again, in late June, to get some money for car insurance, etc. I also thought that I could try to recreate some of the old memories that were associated with the previous summer. I was wrong. Though some of the smells and feeling of being in Lahey were similiar, it just wasn’t the same. Hopefully, I am still on per diem, so I can go back and work a few weekends for some extra money. Up until last week, I was thinking about working there next summer, but I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s kind of a depressing environment. On a few occasions, I felt myself feeling really sorry for the patients. But there are always a few assholes so it kind of cancels out. I just kind of want a new job anyway. But I never know. I might keep it just in case I don’t feel like working retail, which is probably what could happen. I’m going to miss being home for over 3 months, and most of the lazy days, though not being productive was frustrating at times. I’m going to miss my brother most, though, since he’s going to college. He’ll only be in Boston and I can always drive down there, or take the train from Beverly to visit him. And he might come back home the first couple of weekends. But it’s just not the same. He’s further away, and it sucks. I don’t want him to feel what I felt when I moved away, because it’s awful, especially since he’ll be in a big city. I guess that will have it’s ups though. Probably a lot to do. It seems like I'll be looking forward to the weekends more, and the holidays as well, so I can see his dirty mug. I hope he has fun down there and enjoys all his classes and everything turns out great for him. The summer felt like an eternity, and honestly, over 3 months is a litte bit too much, even though it's nice. But I guess in retrospect, I just can't believe how fast the summer went by. Goodbye Summer of 2006. Hello Fall of 2006.
I moved into my new dorm a few weeks ago. College so far is kind of better than how it was a year ago and isn’t nearly as depressing. I remember how I felt last year at the beginning of my Freshman year. I couldn’t cope with change (I still can’t) and just felt awful. Sometimes I can feel exactly how I felt at that time and I never want to feel that way again. I think the main reason it isn’t as bad is because I actually know some people and am looking forward to classes and what I’m going to learn this semester. Hanging out with JP, Anthony and Chris should help. It should be an interesting journey. My dorm is a lot different than last years, mostly because it was built in 1792. It’s really old and slightly slanted. It’s Roman and I living in a double and two other guys living in singles. The only thing I don’t like about it is that the bathroom is right off of the kitchen, so everytime I take a massive, vile shit, it will find its way into the kitchen somehow. How appetizing. One thing I’m looking forward to doing a lot this year is walking around Beverly at one in the morning. I forgot how amazing that felt. Beverly is beautiful at nightime but during the day, I’m just not crazy about it. It’s odd. Classes started but not that much has gone on so far, since it’s so early. I have an awesome schedule and my house is so close to campus that I could probably just roll out of bed and go. None of my classes are before 12:30 and none of them are after 7:40. I feel like a have a lot of free time. Mixed Media is pretty interesting. I’m glad I finally go into it after being waitlisted. I’m taking another painting class, Realist Methods, which is somewhat aggravating because I’m taking too painting classes, which will double the work load and made it difficult. But it is something I enjoy doing, so it won’t be too bad. Perspectives in Anatomy, though I’ve had one class so far, seems a lot like Life Drawing I with anatomical overtones. Good thing I’m not taking Life Drawing II along with this class. It’s exhausting and kind of tedious drawing and searching for a few hours. But it should be a beneficial and sweet class. Art Since 1945 seems promising. The teacher seems kind of pompous but I think he knows his shit. I’m excited at the possibility of studying De Kooning and Bacon. Eventually, we will be going over Matthew Barney, though that isn’t until the end of the semester. The fact that there are only two tests the entire semester is unfortunate. Concepts in Science so far is the worst, as expected. I like Biology, but don’t like the idea of taking a course because it’s required. The class is boring even though most of the material is not and I feel that the teacher treats us like elementary school students. Oh well. It’s just a few months anyways.
I got a cell phone too. It feels strange. Ask me if you want the digits.

In keeping with the tradition of Jim and I yelling at the tea kettle, I'll post the 2006 edition as well as the previous summers.

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[29 Aug 2006|08:32pm]
I'm a little behind on my last-semester/summer/move-in recap. A long entry will be posted soon.
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That is so fucking rude, man. [17 Mar 2006|12:25am]
I can't wait to go to New York City.
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[08 Mar 2006|08:52pm]
Last night at midnight
Some people came along the dock
Laughing and talking
Only one of them was saying
'Life, life is a fucking tragedy-
And I come to that conclusion
as an optimist-'
'No, no' said another laughing.
But the first went on:
'Life is a bloody blood-bath for sure,
And we are all washed in it-"
'No, no!' said another laughing.
But the first went on:
'We sleep in blankets of blood
And we swim in it
And all goes down!'
'No, No!' said another, laughing,
And she sang a sweet melody.
But the first went on:
'Yes, yes, all, all goes down,
And you too will founder-'
'No, No' said another, laughing,
'I'll never drown,
I'll never go down,
My life not end, in weeping-'
And his voice died away
on the Bay
And his voice died away
in my sleep
And his voice died away
And his voiced died away
died away
died away
And his voice and his self
died away
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What ever happened to Gary Cooper? The strong silent type. [05 Mar 2006|07:22pm]
In one week, I will be experiencing the orgasmic high that is the Season 6 Premiere of The Sopranos. I can't wait.
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FUCK THAT SHIT. PABST BLUE RIBBON! [14 Feb 2006|10:50pm]
I think that if I tried to convey my feelings towards life, relationships, love, my artwork, success, etc, I really could fill a book. But I'll spare you the whining.
I hope everyone is having a great Valentine's Day.
It kind of sucks when you don't really have anyone to share it with.
This kind of cheered me up though.
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You wanted to be ensconced in velvet; you're buried. [10 Feb 2006|06:04pm]
I realized a while ago that I can think of most of the months in the past 5 years of my life and realize what bands I was listening to at the time. Out of complete boredom, and a little curiousity to see if my memory is as good as it was (before it was always 420 in my mind, w33d baby), I decided to map out the months since September 2000 until Present. It’s pretty interesting to think about and makes me realize how important music has been in my life. Listening to a couple chords of a song can transport me to a certain time in the past and kind of make me feel what I was feeling then. This is kind of a good and bad thing. It goes without saying, for those that know me, the first year will be pretty embarassing. Nu Metal Galore. Obviously some of the months I can’t remember as well as others. I’m probably forgetting a good amount of bands/songs but I’ m pretty sure I got the ones down that mean the most to me. So if you check this out, try to see if you can come up with your own.

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Fuck sympathy. I don't need your fucking sympathy, man. I need my fucking Johnson. [28 Jan 2006|06:01pm]
I've been in school for a couple of weeks now and classes have started. This is my schedule:

Monday and Wednesday: 1:55 - 3:10 Art History II, 3:30 - 6:10 2D Design
Tuesday and Thursday: 8:30 - 11:10 Drawing I, 4:55 - 6:10 English Composition II, 6:30 - 9:10 Life Drawing I.
Friday: No Classes

It's pretty sweet. I don't have to wake up until 1:30 or something on Monday and Wednesday which leaves me the option of staying home Sunday night and driving back Monday afternoon. That's sweet. I have a 6 hour break in between classes on Tuesday and Thursday. That's tit. Both of those days are so long though, feels like an eternity.
So far they are going pretty well. Both Life Drawing and Drawing I believe can benefit me a lot as an artist but 2D I'm skeptical. The Liberal Arts classes are, well, Liberal Arts, so they are pretty boring. Art History might be a little easier. I'm just getting sick of English. Essay after essay after essay. It just gets on my nerves. I like reading and I will enjoy the books we are going to read (Kate Chopin, Franz Kafka, Shakespeare) but I like reading when I want to read and not having it shoved down my throat. It's going to be a long semester.
I think I've fallen in love with Doo Wop all over again. It really makes me want a little romance in my life.
I haven't really done much this weekend. I plan to work on a self portrait painting but I just need a nice pose for it. I think I'm going to Newbury Comics later tonight. Probably getting a Doo Wop compiliation and Annie Hall, which I saw for the first time last week and loved it. Maybe Barnes and Nobles to get a book by Marquis de Sade if they carry it. Shit's fucked. I want to see if they have any Max Beckman there because I'm starting to really like this paintings. I don't really know why I typed my weekend plans.
Yaaaa babyyyy!
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[24 Jan 2006|08:54am]
I wish life was like it was a year ago.
I don't know. I'm not very happy.
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Then the count will die. [20 Jan 2006|04:10am]

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Villianous Jackel! [15 Jan 2006|04:02am]
So it's the end of vacation. It's going to be a rough transition actually doing something. I'm used to waking up no later than 3 O'Clock and sitting around all day. I actually got 2 paintings finished and I'm working on one now. So at least I did something, though it isn't much. It's been really nice being home. It's going to suck being away from home again. But I think I'm going to try and be a bit more social. I bit more CA. I say this all the time, though, and it never happens.
I don't have much self esteem as of late. It comes and goes. (Boohoo for me.)
I need to focus all of my attention on projects so I keep myself busy. That way I won't do too much thinking. It seems like it's never a good thing.
My posts have become too depressing lately. Whatever. (W/E).
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It's my birthday. [03 Jan 2006|02:55pm]
It's my Birthday.

Leave a good one.
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Let's fuck! I'll fuck anything that moves! [31 Dec 2005|01:08am]
Wow. It's been a long time since I posted. A little over 4 months. A lot of shit has happened.
I moved into my dorm and started college. My roomates, all 7 of them, are all really nice guys, all laid back. No complaints. I haven't really had the urge to make friends there, not the type of friends that I have back home. No one can replace that. But I guess you could say that I'm there for the educational aspects of it more than the social aspects. But it still gets pretty lonely without having someone there that I know well. As a result, I go back home every weekend. It's only 40 minutes away and not that bad of a drive. I started hating Sundays, since I go back to my dorm that night, and start loving Thursdays since I go home that night. It was really hard for the first couple of months but I got used to it. It's going to be weird readjusting to that after the month I have off for the holiday break. But it will happen and I just have to get used to it.
The whole college thing isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's not all frat parties and shit, beahs d00d 24/7. I realized I haven't had the typical educational experience that most teenagers have. I went to a vocational school instead of a normal high school and attended art school instead of a university or community college. It's different but I wouldn't want it any other way. The dorm I have is really tit. It's basically an apartment and out of all the other dorms, we all lucked out. It's going to suck switching into a piece of shit dorm instead of the palace we have now.
The classes I had this semester were interesting: Images and Ideas, Painting Color and Light, 3D Design, Art History, English Composition I, and Studio Forum aka joke. Painting was my favorite. I actually looked forward to going to the class at 8:30 in the morning. The rest of them weren't bad. Images and Ideas really fucking bored me the first half of the semester but got better towards the end. 3D Design was interesting since I explored a ton of different mediums. The teacher, Meredith, was also extremely nice. Studio forum introduced me to other artists but mostly it was nothing serious since it was only a 1 credit course. Art History was annoying and lame the majority of the time. Just the idea makes me want to gag. But I did learn a lot about all of the movements and shit. I was afraid I wasn't going to pass but fortunately I did. English Comp was as good as English could be. But despite the tedious shit I did in some of the classes, I've learnt more in the past semester about art than I ever have in my life. All the possibilites actually give me excitement about my future.
The most important part about college, though, was the fact that it got me to appreciate all of the people in my life. Especially my brother. I realized how much my family and my friends mean to me. Being away from them for only four days really sucks. It's something that is going to take a lot of time to get used to. But I'm thankful that my college is close by to my home and I can drive back whenever I want. That would suck if I didn't have that. I love coming home, even though I have to pack all of my shit. That will always be a pain in the ass. But those 3 1/2 days that I'm home, I live for those.
And to all my friends and my family, if you didn't know this by now, I love you. (I love you all, I love you more than life itself. - Ozzy. LOL.)
The holidays have been interesting too. Except for Halloween. That day was boring as shit. Halloween doesn't really matter to much to me anymore I realized. I used to love it and it gave me a good excuse to watch a ton of horror movies but I do that all the time anyways. Doesn't seem the same as it used to be.
Thanksgiving has always sucked. No suprise there. Except I had Masalaa this time. That was sweet.
Christmas had diminished in feeling as well. It was a good time, don't get me wrong. It just seems strange now. I want to say that not unwrapping presents given to me by my Dad on Christmas morning or that the family didn't decorate our tree so the feeling of Christmas could settle in the house for 2 weeks made it feel not like Christmas, but the fact of the matter is that I'm just getting older. Now when I recieve 650 bucks, an American Psycho T-Shirt, 45 bucks to Best Buy, a 100 dollar American Express card, Indian cookbook, Mafia book, Christmas evil, and other shit(Hint:all the stuff I got this Christmas), I just feel like a spoiled piece of shit. I don't do a lot of stuff for these people but they give me money once a year. It feels scummy to me now. But I'm sure once I won't be recieving all that shit, I'll want it. That's the way it goes. But I'm spending all the money regardless on shit I don't need. Can't complain there. It seemed kind of different too, since I went to my Nana's new place on Christmas Eve instead of her vile other apartment. It was wierd not having the same car ride home Christmas Eve night for the past 7 years. The Ca's didn't have Christmas here either. The whole gathering was held at my Aunt's instead. It was different since my brother and I couldn't hide out downstairs and not mingle. It was also our first Christmas without Grandpa, and though no one said much of it, we were all thinking of it. The whole thing was unfamiliar but I have a feeling it's going to be the same thing next year.
And last but not least, the year is ending. In fact, this is the last day of the year and sadly my last post of 2005. AWWWWWWWW. 2005 has been a strange year for me. (That's not cliche.) But seriously, it's been different. I graduated high school, went to college, grew up a little bit, and had my fair share of ups and downs, in the romance department, too. But honestly, I can't see why people celebrate the new year. If anything you should be staying inside, getting drunk and crying by yourself because another year of your life has passed and you're are now closer to dying. But now, I'm going to add another cliche. Goodbye 2005. Hello 2006.
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I fucking hate pikeys. [27 Aug 2005|01:29am]
Well, there goes another summer. It seemed like it wasn't as good as the last one but I say that every summer, and later on, I say to myself "Last summer was awesome."
I graduated High School. Even though this was a while ago, whatever. So weird that's there is no more shop or anything. I won't see a lot of people for a long fucking time. I'm glad I don't have to wake up at 6 O'clock in the morning though. 12 years of school. Now college. Weird.
Went bowling so much in the last couple of months. What a fun fucking sport. Since badminton died on the vine this summer, we had to find something else. And we hit the jackpot, ladies. Got a four by four, and 3 turkeys. Highest game was 199, 1 pin shy of breaking 200. But that will be done soon. So much fun. One of the highlights of the summer for sure.
Went to Canada twice this summer. One to Nova Scotia and one to Niagara Falls. Nova Scotia was more historical and there was so much driving but still really fun. Niagara Falls, around it anyways, is still a tourist attraction but it's more of New York City and since I loved NYC, this was pretty tit. It's weird to get out of the country and forgein currency is fucked.
Got cheated off Ebay. One of the worst parts of the summer, probably. $225 bucks down the fucking drain. And Ebay, a million dollar fucking company, obviously doesn't give a shit about emailing me back to solve my problem. I have my ways of revenge though. Oh I have my ways. But I wish I had all 5 seasons of The Sopranos instead.
Got a laptop, too. So awesome. Although it was sad saying goodbye to my old Dell computer, good old computer that it was, this baby is pretty tit. Ibook g5. NICE. I can watch DVDs on it and everything, which is amazing. Not bad quality either. Also got a free Ipod Mini with it since I'm going to college. The whole student union thing really pays off. I ordered Abode Creative Suite Premium 2 for it and ended up getting it cheaper with a college ID. NICE. I have it good, I have it good.
I finally quit Lahey too. Kind of sucked, kind of was sad, but kind of rules since I don't have to work for a while. I was sick of dealing with the patients' bullshit most of the time, anyways. Though, I had a few great ones, Sherman, Scuito, Centofani, Bellrose, to name a few. Good timing, too, since Briggs' last day was a week before. That means no more fucking around, but means another stiff was coming in to take his place and boss us around. Fucker. Good thing I wasn't there for that. Good times though. Good times. R.I.P. Lahey. December 30 2004 - August 18th 2005.
To wrap up the entire summer, I'm moving into my dorm in 9 hours or so. It seems more like an apartment from what I've seen. Instead of the normal 2 or 3 roomates, I have fucking 5! Holy shit. Hopefully they're all good kids. Classes should be pretty sweet too. It's going to be weird getting used to the whole college thing. Hoping to have a fun time in my new home. It's so fucking sad leaving Billerica. Even though I'll be back every weekend, mostly, it will just be strange to not be here 24/7. Not sleep in the same bed, not jerk off in peace, not play with Max or Possum, not see Mama Ca, not be able to talk to Jim at 3 O'clock in the morning. I guess I have to get older and grow up sometime. But I'm going to miss Billerica and everyone that is important to me.
So that was my summer in a nutshell, though. Good times. Bad times.

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Listen, let me ask you a question. You ever fuck a mutant? [18 Jul 2005|06:59am]
I'm going to Nova Scotia until Thursday night. Wish me luck, fools. I_ @ + 3 I2.
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I have cable. [14 Jul 2005|10:55pm]
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