Disaster!
No more work, so I don’t have to get up so stupidly early in the morning. But of course, something else will instead. My brother knocks on my door, saying he needs a ride to school. I’m cranky because I go to bed at 4 or 5AM, so with only 3 hours of sleep, I tell him to shut up and get mom to drive him instead. But something about mom not willing to drive him got me to get up and ask her to drive him, since she’s getting out of the house around the same time anyway, so why not save a trip and some gas? (Cuz my car is dangerously low at that point.) Then she says she is willing, so then my brother gets all pissed because she was lying and they start yelling and my brother is throwing a really unnecessary tantrum and I can’t get back to sleep for another hour.
Then I wake up and it’s frikkin 12:11PM! My Art History class starts at 12:40 and I still need to finish the essay! So I quickly finish the essay, take a shower, and head out the door. I was late to class by almost 20 minutes. But thank God for Dada day! Well… Sorta, it was a really wacky atmosphere in the class, but everyone was just kinda doing their own thing. I was able to slip in my essay before the teacher took it away so that no one could turn it in late. We all did some crazy Dada presentations. My group was assigned with making a poem out of random newspaper headline clippings. One that I was pretty proud of was, “Pope declares a mandatory drug lords fight to the death”. XD Hahaha. The first presentation was Ms. Loft reading a really crazy jibberish poem with a student dancing in front of her and two guys behind her, having a battle with balled up newspapers and using umbrellas as shields. XD It was REALLY hilarious. The dancing student and Ms. Loft thought we were laughing at them, but no, we were all watching the intense fight between the two dudes. The guy on the left definitely won that battle. Each time we applaused, we said, “Dada” and there were a couple guys who kept yelling out, “It’s raining skulls!” at occasion. I think it was part of the Dada act? One guy was going around the class, guessing how much each person’s outfit was worth. He didn’t have enough time to ask me, but I thought about it, and everything I was wearing, including footwear, probably amounted to $32.50, give or take a few dollars. XD
Well, that was the most interesting Art History class I’ve ever been to. I need to be more on time in there… I swear, I’ve been late to more than half the classes.
2-D Art Fundamentals was boring as usual. It actually dragged on longer than normal class time. We’ve started on an assignment where we can use any media and we can draw whatever we want, it was just that we could only color it with tertiary monochromatic colors. So when I ran out of the house to get to school, I brought the new Orange Range self titled album CD jacket, figuring that I could draw Ryo. He was looking pretty debonair, but he was wearing huge sunglasses… Ah well. I think it turned out pretty damn good so far. As long as I don’t fuck up on the background, it should go well.
Unfortunately, it’s only 6″x6″.
On the way home, I remembered my gas is low, but I have no cash, so I went to the bank to cash my last Borders paycheck to get some gas money. However, when I was leaving, the teller asks if I have a checking account. And I’ve wanted one, but I just wanted to wait until I had enough money to have a good account. So I said I’ll sign up another time, but she convinced me otherwise, so now, I have a checking account. But there’s really not anything in there… *Sigh* I need a job to remedy that.
I bought gas and I came home, did some homework, but gave up and finished watching Survivor: Pearl Islands and watched the newest Survivor on OnDemand. AGH, WHY MICHELLE?! Shit, I’m so pissed about that. Dreamz really screwed over him and Mookie. But! He may not be so bad… Tomorrow’s episode will be entertaining…
Man, this weekend will be busy. AP Art show on Saturday! :D I’m definitely there.
