Bweep bweep burrrr.

I'm sitting at my oak desk and it is Wednesday. Drawing I was awesome this afternoon because I now am required to draw for hours and hours on the weekend in a whitely lit studio building (open 24/7!). There will be senior art majors there, sitting and smoking and staring at their art. There will be silly people who purposefully cover themselves in charcoal in order to look artsy, and don't wipe it off even when they see mirrors. I'll be unintentionally covered in charcoal, though, and concentrating with intense passion as I draw giant feet and huge teeth.

By chance, I am in a class where we taste different alcoholic drinks and get tipsy all day. I'm dropping it. Upperclassmen boys in that class are smirky and lecherous, and the teacher is painfully insane. I would say this class could be "only at Bard," but alcoholic endearment is too widespread for me to believe this.

I'm going to go to Kline to steal several tupperwares of granola and fill bottles with water that isn't mysteriously cloudy. Good water is hard to find in the Quad. Dare I say, impossible? We're living next to a huge river, but really, it's a freakin' desert around here. I feeeel thirsty.

*sigh* Communicating is tiring me out. Late night conversations are fascinating, but I don't think I can HANDLE much more excitement. My robotic powers are sputtering and turning off.

The First Photos

Me on the first day (I look scared).

*Steven Stevenson*

Narayan, looking pretty damn fly.

Ricky = being a sexy man.

Steven and I fiddling.

About Tewksbury

I want to do this school a little justice, so here is one snapshot of where I live.

Currently, my dorm is Tewksbury. It's a grey building with a lot of haphazardly fitted windows all over it, and is gray and aging like a condemned building. When you first enter the building with your keys, old carpeting and the smell of funk envelopes you. We have a large empty carpeted common room with some couches and loveseats, which is why Tewksbury is the "party" dorm on campus. The carpet used to be covered with cigarette burns ever two inches, but they installed new green carpeting the first week that I was here.

It's August and Tewks has no air conditioning. We cannot close our doors because our rooms heat up like miniature ovens. Every room has a fan stuck somewhere in it, some nice ones and some crappy Target ones that don't work. Mine is the latter. My room looks like a prison cell, the walls are creamy white stucco and there isn't any color. I threw color and better lighting all over everything the moment I moved in. Dorm lighting is always flourescent and it sucks.

The white walls of Tewksbury are strange because they are always warm and sort of sticky for no reason. I do not recommend leaning against the walls in the hallway, drinking the water here, or going barefoot in the bathroom/showers (I've heard you can catch STDs in there, etc.)

Seriously though, this dorm is awesome. The funky smell, bacteria, and wasps nest are made up for by the people who live here. Sure, it's not a substance-free dorm, and yeah, people start getting alcoholically louder by about 7 PM any given day of the week, but they are all really lovable and huggable and interesting. Down the hall is a student from Jamaica, who gives free hugs and shouts that she loves you when you see her around campus. Awesome. Across the hall live two boys who like funk music and Takashi Miike movies. To the right is my roommate Christine, a beautiful Korean girl who collects suit jackets and likes mismatched color combinations. And of course there is Steven Stevenson, my friend. He enjoys soccer, swing dancing, french dining, long walks on the beach... wait, forget that last point. Anyway, he was a dog in his previous life, and we rock our dancing mojo.

I'm in a single on the third floor of Tewks right now, but I'm moving into the newly-built Williams on Wednesday. Our Tewksbury dormmates are sad that we're leaving, and I am too. I wish that people wouldn't bang down the hallway into my door late at night sometimes, 'cause it is unnerving. But I like the fact that my hall is a social place, where there is always someone sitting around in the hallway hanging out, and everyone is friendly and open and nonjudgemental about preferences.

*sigh* If only the real world was more like Tewksbury, or even Bard in general. Very seldom do you run into someone here who snubs you. In my experience here so far.

BARD..!!!

I'm at Bard. Most of you have no idea how late it is right now, so my God, if you want to know more, email me for all the crunchy nutty carmelly goodness. Mmm did I mention carmelly?

College

I wasn't able to sleep last night, I just laid there and thought about leaving.

I wish I had more time here so that I could give people more of a chance to get to know me. I'm going to leave home when it isn't a happy social place for me, so I feel like I'm running away instead of happily saying "see you soon."

Going to college was something that my mom never even dared to dream about, so she is really happy for me. She is sort of living through me at this point. I'm probably not going to get excited about it until I get there.