http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:idtmb2&section=today deviantART RSS for by:idtmb2 en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Thu, 03 Dec 2009 22:04:57 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3638534/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3638534/ Wed, 20 Oct 2004 22:04:08 PDT No one cares or understands,
Don't feel pain, I'm made of steel,

I can't answer you,
If you ask me how I am 'cause I,
I don't know just how I feel.

I can feel oh...
Any pain you give me,
But I'll take it and throw it away.

I'm a hypocrite,
But that's O.K. 'cause I do like it,
But I am careful who I burn,
I am free falling,
With no parachute at all but,
I don't have any concerns. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3638533/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3638533/ Wed, 20 Oct 2004 22:04:08 PDT No one cares or understands,
Don't feel pain, I'm made of steel,

I can't answer you,
If you ask me how I am 'cause I,
I don't know just how I feel.

I can feel oh...
Any pain you give me,
But I'll take it and throw it away.

I'm a hypocrite,
But that's O.K. 'cause I do like it,
But I am careful who I burn,
I am free falling,
With no parachute at all but,
I don't have any concerns. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3281352/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3281352/ Fri, 03 Sep 2004 21:34:41 PDT
Going back a few weeks- I started out here in Baltimore 9am on August 21st as a freshman Orientation Leader- pretty much 12 hours or so after I got back from camp. The woods to a city.. it was a crazy transformation, and to be honest it wasn't that hard either. I thought I'd be like disoriented or some crap, but hey whatever... so there were about 35 people from the school hired to be Orientation Leaders, and just for the week we had to be here and do our job we also had to get to know each other and above all, work like a team. I was pretty scared to say the least when I looked at my group. The first 4 days were our "training"... we pretty much hung out, got to know the schedule and then made a bunch of signs- like 'welcome to mica' poop and what have you- plus we got split up into sub-groups to take turns operating the event for every evening (I was put in the BBQ group for the last night of orientation). So during all the sign-making and everything I got to know a guy named Andy who is also a painting major and just to point out is crazy awesome... I mean I've seen the guy around and even had classes but we hung out all week- we were kinda like, the anti-social kids. Plus we were put in the middle of RA training so everyone was always hyper excited for the freshman to move in. Yeah so the first night was awesome- we all got 10 freshman and had to play like getting-to-know-you games with them... mine? they all hated life and were dying to leave. Ah, art kids, it makes me enjoy being hired for this sorta thing. A lot of them were really punked out and dismal looking- I'm anticipating this year should be good.

So the first night was like.. um not worth mentioning- the 2nd night was karaoke... and although I wasn't really in charge of anything, my roommate Ann and I crashed the party and pretty much just made asses of ourselves. It was awesome- we both sang Bon Jovi and then later on, all these New Jersey kids were like, rock on dude... I was like, yeah, New Jersey. woot.

yes, and I was sober.

The 3rd night I wasn't really sure what I was getting myself into- ok so its this MICA tradition they refer to as XXXtreme Bingo... and one can only imagine what is involved... pretty much its under this huge tent and there are tables everywhere except the middle which is a stage. The DJ is over in another corner and the MC (otherwise known as the ball-puller and the prize giver guy) hangs out with him... and so our job as OL's was like, go dance slutty and just get the freshman involved... so the DJ played all this dance music, and yes he even played some Michael Jackson my very favorite, and I must even admit that I felt uber slutty. Even tho as a Jersey girl it was like a "1" on the slut-scale. But I had this miniskirt on and my clunky mary-janes with knee highs with a tube top, pearls and a canary yellow scally cap.. oh and huge elton john sun glasses, yeah I was awesome... (actually I got Andy to pick me up because I felt awkward walking 10 blocks through Baltimore to get there, and 100 feet into my walk to his car some redneck was like, hey hey hey looking for a good time? and I'm like, yes, I'm a prostitute, lets get it on. the end.) and everyone was out of control.. there were 2 male strippers there wearing like vinyl thongs, hahaha I won't really get into that. But its like 4 hours of sweaty dancing, pretending you're having a good time sorta thing. I even got the freshman to dance up on stage, yeah I was abusing my power but it was awesome.

I guess to conclude this whole shindig was the BBQ but I'm not going to lie- I didn't stay for the whole thing. Too many annoying people were there.. its true. So I'm actually going to bed now but I'll probably end up writing another entry shortly about my time in school... because although its been a week I have to admit its been a fun-filled one.

goodnight. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3238119/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/3238119/ Sun, 29 Aug 2004 09:44:14 PDT
To check out pictures you should hit up Tucker's site at:

[link]

(yes thats me with the oreo on my face, and no I'm not seizuring.) for lack of time, I'll explain a lot more soon.

Hope everyones doing well, and its awesome to be back. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2781330/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2781330/ Thu, 01 Jul 2004 16:01:03 PDT
I've only been home for less than an hour, popped on the computer and read all those deviant messages I've been missing in the last week. This quote came from this beautiful rant and honestly it just made me feel like someone understood- like someone just pinpointed the meaning of life. This past week at Johnsonburg for staff training has been nothing short of amazing-- crap, where do I even begin? It's been 6 days and I feel like within that time I've been sedated and molded into a humble compassionate person- something I haven't been in the past year or so. My family at camp is more than I could ever begin to explain- 70 of the most amazing people I've honestly ever met. But sitting there, alone, looking at the undisturbed trees while the silence created this lucid incredible lull led me to just believe. Not only to justify this belief in a higher being but in the capabilities I possess as a human being. It oddly enough gave me a sort of power that I hadn't felt in a very long time... questioning my happiness. Why is it that from September to May this cloud of overwhelming grief causes me to become someone I'm not? Upset, depressed, tired, uninvolved, unwilling, dismal. I came to the conclusion that honestly I am not happy at MICA- that something about this place just makes me wish I was somewhere else, or that for the first times in my life when I'm 20 years old I'm aching for my home. For New Jersey. For something other than making dispicable art with even more horrible assignments backing it... or maybe just for that chance to feel accepted, instead of the constant criticism tied to work I have no room in my heart for.
I know this entry is really depressing, and it's not so much that I'm ready to jump ship. Maybe I made a mistake... but how will I ever know... ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2688869/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2688869/ Fri, 18 Jun 2004 09:03:25 PDT
So in a nutshell this week was decent. I'll be home for another week before I go back for staff training, hooray, I'm so excited for the summer!

I had a BBQ at my house with all my camp friends and Emily- had a pretty good time. Not much to say-- finally glad Emily got to meet people more individually, hope it all worked out. Meh, I kinda feel crappy though, wasn't much of a hostess when she drove back with us to camp for the night. Wow you should see me right now completely blanking out at what happened. I feel like posting my complete thoughts but then I realize people actually read this so if I already HADN'T sounded like a complete biotch in my life, I'm not about to right here. People just annoy me sometimes.

Also, Ian is at summer school and I'm seriously missing him. It's kinda sad, considering we're always long distance and poop tends to happen, and trying to plan around my life so I can visit him is getting me a little flustered. I mean its a 4 hour drive from my house in central Jersey to middle of nowhere Bucknell. I love him but I love my car and my sanity as well. Whatever, thats just another area of business.

PHS graduation is tonight. Get to hang out with Grandma and see my sister get her diploma. I think its kinda bullshit that the graduates only get 2 tickets- yeah I'm barely invited and I see no point in going. Not like anyone else will be there- but we'll see. I can't take it when people decide last minute they can't make it... its always the last thing I want to hear. (not you Derek..) whatever I'm starving and I'm going to make coffee and probably Eggos. My favorite thing in the world.

And I think that this journal entry is still long despite my attempts ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2646371/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2646371/ Sat, 12 Jun 2004 20:40:50 PDT
POLL 1: NASA

me: why the hell does NASA get so much money?!
Brian: i love how people think that money disappears
me: well NASA doesn't need to exist
me: flat out
Brian: and supposed they find something that we need?....
Brian: alot of jobs dont need to exist
Brian: government jobs
me: Russia has a better space program and I know we're out to like out-do them in every event, but I say just let the Russians figure shit out
me: um thats why every state should initialize gas attendants
Brian: russians dont have anything now
me: people from nasa can pump gas.
Brian: they are hit so bad from communism
Brian: no...they shouldnt have gas attendants
idtmb2: well jersey keeps employment up and gas prices down
idtmb2: so every state should follow that lead

POLL 2: Capital Punishment
me: there's reasons I go to art school and work in the wilderness over the summer
me: so I can avoid politics and rednecks who keep rascism a factor, to not think about that stuff alleviates a lot of hate yet people feel the need to commit hate crimes and a lot of local crimes which ensure our tax dollars paying for their food in jail, when we should be paying for their death
me: I'm sorta an avid fan of the death penalty via feces.
Brian: thats a republican point of view
me: if you inject poop into someone, I'd say its a damn cheap way to kill someone... plus its kinda painful
Brian: im glad you thought of this
Brian: but hippy activists would say thats in humane
me: well I'm not a hippie
me: you know you wish you thought of it first

enjoy the first rant of many, I think. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2591742/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2591742/ Sat, 05 Jun 2004 19:00:06 PDT
WHY THIS LAST MONTH SUCKED ASS: I guess this order of business is fresh in my head so I'll start on it first- well for all of you that don't know, I'm working preseason at my camp up in north Jersey... as in prepping the camp for the kids. yeah great, manual labor. So for some reason or another, I've been there for 4 weeks- same diet, same allergies, you name it for a month and all of a sudden my immune system breaks down and I get like a severe head cold. So I respect my boss (Kurt yo) way too much to like be a squaw and take the day, so I'm battling through this week so I can make it back to my place on Friday and cross the finish line to the doctor. (I ended up sleeping til noon on Thursday and then taking the day Friday) so either way, I get to the doctor and she's kinda lookin at me like I got herpes all over my face. You know that... look. lo and behold, NOT herpes, however something sorta on the same level. Apparently I had a sinus infection, an ear infection and pinkeye in both eyes. Got over $110 in prescription drugs, and a day later I'm sitting here on deviant with a song in my heart.

ANOTHER REASON: I let a hillbilly cut my hair and yes, I have a hillbilly haircut. $10 haircuts at ghetto salons are NEVER worth it.

WHY THIS MONTH DEFINITELY KICKED ASS: Yeah so as we all know I'm a little bitter -in general- and yet, this whole month for some reason let me calm down, for it was building to one defining moment in time. This moment gave me patience when an old man cut me off going 20 mph, it gave my humility when my head was going to explode, it let me smile when I saw the gas prices climb... lets all breathe a sigh of relaxing relief as I went to the first showing of HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN!! Since its only been out for 2 days, (and I'm going to see it again tomorrow night) I wont give anything away. Amazing. Definitely worth the $8. or $16.

ONE MORE REASON: Alright, it'll be a crime if I don't comment on my trip to Union college to visit my very best friend Emily, le End of Bike Pathe. So seriously, I went up to Schenectady on a friday- it would have been a year since my prior visit, so I'm like the new awkward kid... but our intentions for that Friday night was to hit up this semi-formal called Party in the Gardens. Only an outsider could know the absolute bliss of making an ass of yourself during a formal thats not even yours. I first off, wore a hippie skirt, decked out in Lauren attire and pretty much looked muey different from all the floozies there. Drunk floozies. and thats why it didnt matter. We had a few run ins with piss drunk people and Emily the RA would like ensure safety in those regards- but the dance itself was in a circus tent sorta thing with a DJ in one corner, all of us dancing on grass. I was sweaty as a hooker, but yeah I had a blast getting to know Emilys friends, plus I ensured myself as her date for the next 2 years. yay.
I stayed until that Tuesday night, and to tell you the truth the majority of the trip was just hanging out, getting some awesome shoes at Walmart, getting an exact replica of Emilys shirt at some store in the mall.. ya know, rekindling and shit. Tuesday was hot though. The night I was aiming to leave was met with an amazing NFG concert... hot as fuck. And that barely even comes close to what that was in there. As Emily puts it, I must have lost 5 lbs- but seriously, shes the only one I feel like I can go to a concert with and be a jackass and scream my lungs out and rock so hard I just want to die and feel born again afterwards. I had the best 5 days with that jerk.

But now I'm going through this weekend finally feeling boring about my life- yay- usually I gotta answer to everything thrown my way. But tomorrow I'll be back at camp, not working til Monday. And the kids come in 3 weeks. Holy crap I'm so ready for this! Yay for being giddy about dumb things. I should put on a few pictures up in here so check back in the next few days to see what mama has finished cookin.

oh and scooter enjoys anal beads. mmmm ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2380931/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2380931/ Fri, 07 May 2004 18:22:55 PDT I'm sick of driving. Not only that, I really can't stand it when people assume that I am. I'm not a damn chauffer and my car is like a little beat up right now (thanks to my one headlight out and my windshield is cracked for God knows what the shit is going on with that) and I love it, its my baby, don't make me over-exert it. Plus I can't stand it when people cant get off their high horse and see things from my point of view. Moving out is a big deal and I'm not about to go frolicing into the moonlight on the first night that I just want to sleep. I'm more sad than mad though- usually when I'm fired up, my journal entries are especially good- mmmhmm... but I felt bad that I let her down, and that she's mad at me, or that she expects I have the ability and mindset to sit through this dumb movie which I didnt even like the prequil of. I don't know. It's stressful when people can't see that I'm not like made of time nor commitment. Half the time I wish I lived alone unibomber-style. Plus I don't even think that Ryan likes me that much anymore. The kid can be sorta an ass, but maybe I like to read into it. Who the hell knows anymore. I'm going to call Ian, and call Emily and hopefully get a lot of shit that I have to... DONE.

and if anyone wants to help making sure Barry falls off something high, please let me know. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2370086/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2370086/ Thu, 06 May 2004 07:41:37 PDT
Last night was amazing though. A bunch of us went to this little restaurant in Hampden (Jess, Ann, Alice, Linds, Aisleen, Ryan, and Ben) I don't think I laughed so hard in my life... well Jessi hates seafood so of course the 5 out of 8 of us got steamed lobster ($8.00 on Wednesdays). I felt so bad, Jessi was like gagging the whole time, but we really did have a great time.
I wont really get into details although I do have to bring up my Graphic Design roommate commenting on the bad typography on the menu. And Jess who in turn we were teasing about the composition of the menu and the reddish warm ink vs. the blue ink. Art school messes with yer head.
I can't believe I'm taking a 4 month hiatus from this place... I'm going to miss Baltimore. But I'll be back next year for another ridiculous ride next year.

Oh and this summer is going to kick major ass. I probably won't have the opportunity to hit up deviant all that much but I'll do what I can for those micans who I don't talk to otherwise. meh.
yay. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2344298/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2344298/ Sun, 02 May 2004 13:36:08 PDT Stats for ~idtmb2

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Anyway, I'm off to DC tomorrow for the day- should be hell due to this Women's Rights march which I'm not affiliated with at all. No, I'm off to art museums with Sangram- my amazing teacher who I will also miss... mmm... I don't even know why I'm still awake- probably because I'm sick of seeing myself be bitchy in my last journal entry. I think so far this is the mello-ist journal entry to date. wooooooo yeah, I know I've been kinda unbearable lately, but I think now the PMS is done and I can go back to smiling. Plus its always gorgeous out, and I just saw my Ian, and I hung out with Annball.

Just a few more weeks until camp. This is the first time ever I think I'd rather stick in Baltimore with my chalupas for a few more weeks.

I'm going to miss all the stupid homeless drug dealers over here. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2251659/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2251659/ Sun, 18 Apr 2004 20:15:25 PDT
Today was awesome- I mean, I got out of Baltimore to do some high ropes thing for the Orientation Leader position I was offered this summer. I love my roommates to death but getting to know different people was a good change for a few hours. I won't get into details really, but I did get to meet a lot of people plus get a killer sunburn. Mmmm yeah, so I guess the real reason about why I'm pissed off as usual is probably due to a few things... you know what sucks my anus? Princeton kids out of Princeton. No, to even get a little more exact- Claire Coiro in other peoples bodies. This might sounds rhetorical, but if you're like in a time crunch and have so much shit to do, then why would you spend as long as possible doing random shit and putting a lot of effort into it? Thats what Claire Coiro does. All bitter Princeton kids, aka Emily can attest to this:

Claire Coiro Syndrome: Doing more crap than is humanly possible.

Claire pretty much formed the Latin Club in my school, was a major part of the debate team, did theatre crap (set design or whatever), went to conventions of every kind (probably anime too), Numina Gallery... or then there's Carly friggin Rothman who began a friggin non-profit charity. ugh people like that are BORED. Plus they took all of the hardest classes in the school. Makes me want to cry- I'm kinda in a rut right about now, I mean this biology project is like a 4 minute presentation. Seriously, no sweat- I can talk 4 minutes about a lint ball without a problem. Jessi is over here like with sooooo much crap to do, she's got like 30 hours of homework in her studio classes, yet she'll sit on the computer for like 3 hours and research like ultraviolet rays on flowers. I love her to death, she's one of my best friends, but sometimes I just want to shake her and be like, dude look at me, I'll get this done in 15 minutes so go do something else. She's just obsessed with doing a good job and I dont know if I should be offended that she hasn't factored me into her little plan despite the fact I'm her partner.

Ok this headache is getting out of control and my little Ian is out doing some crap in the library. Sometimes I feel like I can burn down Bucknell. I'm so selfish though because it's such an awesome school and I'm so proud that he goes there. Jeez before Ian and I went out, he was such a good student... it's probably best that I leave him alone, right? stupid people. I hope next semester doesn't suck this badly- the last thing I need is stress in every aspect of my life.. from housing to bullshit Biology, I could cry sometimes. Why can't we all be naked monkeys and live in the wilderness? I mean, for those people who are all into Darwin that's a pretty hot primitive thinkin idea. Either way, I love my Ian! I was all bragging about him today, some little hobbit girl was like, my boyfriend Rex is so cool. Rex goes here and although I don't know him, Jess says he's a complete tool. They've been together like 2 mos. or something. I just was talking about how I'm still with my highschool sweetheart - - Seriously, thats my goal in life is to be 50 and be married to my highschool sweetheart, there's something so romantic about that. I'd say Ian was my highschool sweetheart and not Chris, for all those fools that are like, wtf is this girl talking about.

Anyway I think I'm going to find someone on deviant that is more bitter than I. This should be a long night. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2208558/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2208558/ Mon, 12 Apr 2004 15:48:13 PDT
Simon and Garfunkel Greatest Hits- ok Ian can make fun of me all he wants but flat out, I grew up with all that. I know I'm a hippie, but you knock S&G and you'll die.

Elton John Greatest Hits- only has like 10 songs because his greatest hits come in like 30 volumes. Shows you how awesome he is!

haha Godzilla Soundtrack- so I hear this movie sucked major anal hole, but the soundtrack I could definitely listen to forever. All the songs on it are amazing, come now, you can't go wrong with Ben Folds, Green Day and silverchair all on the same album... mmm... even if Puffy has a cameo appearance. Nothings perfect.

Alright so I have biology from 7-10, and seriously, I'd rather not go. That'd be great, thanks. My teacher is this Asian lady named Miquin whose accent is so thick that its like effort to gather information. But she's funny- the woman has been to hell and back in order to get her PhD in the USA, so her stories are really random. Yeah but I'd rather be going to Bucknell! Visiting my little mofo Ian, who I think its safe to say I'm whipped over. No, I'm done with driving for now. I've put like 1000 miles on my car in the last 2 weeks from little things. Poor Jetta I love it so...

I wish this journal entry actually had a theme but it doesn't- I haven't done a whole lot to rant about. Oh except that this weekend really scared me in terms of humanity. So I'm driving home and not only does this guy in a red Escape start with me (he fuckin scowles at me when I seriously just let him go merge lanes after a toll booth) bastard... yeah so I see some tool with a Pennsylvania license plate "STAR TRK". I lose a lot of respect for mankind when people get obsessed with a stupid world that doesn't exist. Ugh Jim Giacci, hahahaha those 2 words alone speak for itself.. he was my co week 7 at camp, complete Trekkie and he tried to give me the insight to people who were obsessed with Star Trek. Couldn't convince me. Why would anyone sit through 10 movies of that shit with like 2 generations, thats probably like 20 hours of your life GONE, shit you can't ever get back. Talk about pathetic. And those stupid clingons or whatever the fuck, with the wrinkly eyebrows? And Spock. what the fuck is going on with him? And why is it everytime I see some sort of history of an actor/actress they always start show-biz by having a part on that shitty series? If you are a trekkie please explain this to me because right now I just think Star Trek is shit.

But Jim and I are great friends, so I'm not discriminating. I'll end it at that.

Alright, class is about to start- mmm... we get to do presentations next week with partners. Cross your fingers that I can convince Ann and Jess to do the Sexually Transmitted Disease topic. Talk about a painful life.

go get tested. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2184738/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2184738/ Fri, 09 Apr 2004 08:56:36 PDT
On Fridays, I have a painting class at Goucher College, which is like 15 mins out of Baltimore- usually I drive considering I have to lug a ton of crap back and forth. But seriously - - today was out of control. The ride there wasn't bad. I mean, I just put in a little John Mayer and smoothed out the mood, but the ride home was ridiculous. So we're sitting in class, and this kid David did a report on like the making of video games, and he brought in this game Ico on PS2 and we all got to play... it was awesome. This girl Maureen kept like diving off the wall and killed the main character. ok so that's really unrelated... so one of my BFFs, Ryan was like "I'm going to stay here", so that meant I was driving home by myself (which usually isn't a bad thing)- until you throw in a Volvo, a Nissan Xterra and an Avalon. Big surprise on the last one.

I seriously SERIOUSLY hate slow merging traffic.

Anyone who knows the Baltimore area can understand that 695 Westbound is the biggest piece of shit- there's always construction and theres entrance ramps ever minute. The traffic was so thick I couldnt get my cute little Jetta in the middle lane, and then I have a truck full of Mexicans like SENIORITA WOO WOO WOO on my one side, not letting me the fuck in. I therefore slam on my brakes, and because it's me, I slam on my horn too because this retarded Volvo station wagon is going like 20 mph off this ramp. So I lose the Mexicans, but gain like 4 SUVS of equal annoyingness, all of which are on cell phones. Finally my exit comes and I leave that shit behind. Oh wait, what's closed off? Every lane but one! 35 mph the whole way until the ramp ends, which is like 2 miles later. By this time I'm like ripping out my hair.

Enter Avalon- complete with hazards on going less than 35 mph. I mean what the fuck can this Avalon have going on that would create such a problem if he went over 50? Hell if I know, I bet the bastard was doing it to be a pain in the ass, which Avalons tend to do.

I mean, then John Mayer would hit a beat and I would be a dancing biotch...

**The following was dedicated to my other partner in crime- Emily "End of Bike Path" Charlap: only she could ever fully understand the passion and hatred of what takes place on the road.**

Anyway my painting of camp I handed in today- it got completely ripped up by people in my class. Alice didn't show, which sucks because she always misses the camp aspect of my work. The black and white factor apparently made the kids in my class upset, and I can't tell if that was something I should go with or not. It sucks in art school because in the course of a day you could leave feeling godlike or with a shattered ego. I guess thats probably one of the ample differences between liberal arts college and MICA- took me 2 years to figure it out. When someone doesn't like your painting or whatever it's like a blow to your pride. I mean, you put your heart into this piece of art, think about composition, color, make so many decisions in terms of subject matter, medium, you name it. Its like a relic of your personality, because you created it, it's personal.

Like a comment I got today was like, "Well these figures in the painting, yeah I don't really care for them, as an audience and a viewer" Ok the painting had like John Randolph, Tucker and Beth around the fire circle in front of FallingRock. Black and White oil paint to like play on the memory aspect. I care about those people dammit!! Why the hell would I paint a picture for you as a class anyway? Its like the rules to hand them in for a grade, but I'm going to be selfish and just say I'm the audience. Jackass.

If I had a bullet for everytime I got a stupid remark, the world would be dead.

But overall I'm pretty happy. It's gorgeous out, I'd rather be playing but I have to paint. ciao jerks ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2180708/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2180708/ Thu, 08 Apr 2004 17:19:42 PDT I love Thursdays, hooray for the best day off... mmmm... so I guess I'm not going to really rant, except that tomorrow is hell and I don't feel like bringing in work to Goucher. That means I have to shove it in my car, which is like wet oil paint, god I'm not in the mood. Meh but I'll leave really early so I can do more work.

I'm going home this weekend-- my initial goal is to leave Saturday at like 7 am so I can get home by like 10 am. Then I can surprise my mom and dad yay, I can't wait to see my house and my Midnights!

Midnight is better than Ginger.

People smell, its a fact. Oh man, I was so mad this morning- see I was procrastinating as usual and of course, flipping the channel for some Jerry Springer... so I turn to the channel and what did I see? Some 9-11 trial, and Condoleeza Rice was getting grilled by an old man who looked like Goober. I'm like, the hell is this. But she was like laughing and being like, well our president has everything under control dunchaknow. Seriously, whoever has the TIME to watch Jerry Springer is unemployed or people like me who have off, and seriously who the shit is around to watch Condoleeza instead? A bunch of rednecks who'd rather watch Jerry!! People need to air that crap when the work day is over.

Mmmph, alright its starting to smell like burning. ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2167859/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2167859/ Tue, 06 Apr 2004 20:52:25 PDT
Yeah so nothing really exciting happened today either- I just got really put off in class. See, there's a bunch of seniors in my class, who should I add do really shitty work, and because they're all about graduating they skip the 2nd half of class. Today was a 6 hour critique, GOD I HATE THOSE, there's nothing more that I hate than sitting in a room for 6 hours talking about shit-tacular artwork that probably a retarded monkey could do. Even if there was concept behind it. And i bust my ass for that class- like my paintings were 1 ft x 1 ft, pretty small but I put thought into it and it showed progress. I dunno, I wish I had enough guts to just tell people to stop handing in half assed work. Believe it or not, I'm just too nice.

Since I just riled myself up, I might as well rant about something else. God this website is making me think of Maddox or something, except the fact that he's intelligent and I'm just belligerent. I dont even know if thats spelled right...

So our housing predicament keeps coming up, and thats adding more stress than school right about now. Everyone has a different destination to live, and the 4 of us have dreams to live in a 3 bedroom apt. Yet Alice can't drive so it has to be close, and Ann wants security and I'm just in for the affordable range. And I want a friggin dog, but of course thats out of the question. Just not working anymore, and everytime we even bring it up, there's like more to yell about. Who knows anymore. Viva la Baltimore.

I'm just bitter and tired, and about to go to bed... I can't deal with this fatigue anymore.
Or maybe chocolate icecream.
Tomorrows entry will be happier... I promise ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2158052/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2158052/ Mon, 05 Apr 2004 14:18:55 PDT
But my studio downstairs has recently turned stupid. There's this annoying girl that goes to my school, Jackie, she's a transfer and incredibly irritating. She sits in the studio down there, in the main room and paints while listening to like Shakira... I mean, the main room is a friggin hallway, and thats why the studios were created with doors- so the oil paint aroma doesn't kill people. I swear, and if that girl even puts on something decent, like Elton John.... sweet Jesus, if he could hear her sing his songs. I think he'd take a gun out and kill that whale call.

Maybe I'm making myself nauseous from being a jerk

Yeah I'm kinda getting into those little faces.

so I just got this amazing dinner downstairs, my cafeteria hasn't been joking lately- unless its good food with poison concealed. Then I dont even know what I'd do... probably get sick. And thus brings us back to the beginning.

There's one good thing however- my Ian, who is adorable and amazing and perfect, and I wish he hadn't left this weekend. I miss him, even though he says I kill kittens... mad stupid. But despite my body's willingness to give into stress and Meyerhoff poison, I'm still smiling thinking about him. cha ching

I'll probably write again after biology, which I want to just skip because that class is uber stupid and if I learn any more about cell theory I'll cry.

Now for watching some TV with food.... yay ]]> ~idtmb2 http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2152018/ http://idtmb2.deviantart.com/journal/2152018/ Sun, 04 Apr 2004 16:31:35 PDT
And thus begins my first entry.

So I just got back from spending my whole Sunday driving Ian back to Bucknell- damn I miss him or that school or just being out of Maryland. Ann came with me, we had a decent time making generalizations about the east coast and the insanity of many residents here. All the homes on the way seemed really ramshackle and broke down, it just made me want to quit school and become a redneck. Work at Denny's and pay for my life as well as renovate my trailer... I hope thats not anyone's real dream because I'd feel bad that they couldn't attain anything better than that.
Haha, Denny's makes Ian sick.

mmmm I'm definitely no poet but that smell of chocolate caspberry coffee and Thelma and Louise in the background makes me enjoy being here right now- even if I did lose an hour of sleep-
See my coffee maker is clicking and letting me know my coffee is done. hooray.

So I'm not really planning on giving out this all that much, so I don't really feel like getting into my many complex situations. I guess I just started this to have an outlet, and this stress level getting ridiculous with school. It's all because I want to get involved- - if I sat in my room the whole time and pretended to paint and came to class I think I'd have it a lot better.. being a hermit isn't so bad, eh? It's weird though, ever since I watched Eternal Sunshine I've been like looking at things so randomly.. like they made this machine to aid in forgetting people so real, and I've said it a million times that Hollywood is bullshit, you get one of those movies that just make you feel good... or think.

Like Corky Romano. Brilliant.
But seriously, Hollywood pisses me off so much I want to just kill people sometimes. How many times can an alien come to earth and the only people to save the world is the US government? Or some phorensic scientist, or even some little kid who has some magical savant talent for crackin codes- all english speaking white people I might add. And the Alamo- how many fuckin times can they make a movie about that shit?! Apparently, 3 wasn't enough... ugh, I just want like 3 months where no crappy movies come out and I can sit in my room, watch TV and not hear any more commercials about how a teenager finds out she's a princess by some freak coincidence. Stop with the modern day Cinderella... its done. You killed it.



I swear i'm a happy person.

I gotta go paint. Enough rambling for now... ]]> ~idtmb2