I just came back from a meeting at ACAD. Apparently, if I play my cards right (read: apply at the right time), I might be able to get into a real-live class before my actual term begins. Which means if I do well, I can take fewer classes next September, and if I don't, it doesn't matter! Everybody wins. What it also means is that if I'm lucky, I might get to see real-live nude models. I don't know about you, but I'm shaking in my boots. Trouble is, I don't know how I'm going to be able to make my way to said class if I do get in. For those of you who don't know already, ACAD is pretty much a convoluted maze of stairwells that all go to places you really don't want to be, made even more confusing by the fact that all the stairwells look EXACTLY THE SAME. It's really a great place for people like me who have no sense of direction. Really. I did go on a tour, though, and on that tour I learned two things: 1. That all roads lead to the library and 2. That the elevators make no sense (level 18 is the ground floor, level 30-something is the next floor up, etc.).
On the way home I saw a ton of Starbuck's ads around the C-train stations, which prompted me to have my first Starbuck's coffee in...4 months? Something like that. Anyway, after my first gulp, I was reminded why I don't drink Starbuck's. It was like having a huge cup of lukewarm cream, only saturated with sugar and topped with a dollop of just-about-butter whipped cream. Just thinking about it tickles my gag reflex. That'll be giving me the shivers for weeks. What made the whole experience even better was that when I put the "empty" cup back in my bag (I've taken to spitting in the face of "disposable" products due to the influence of my commie sister), the dregs of whipped cream crept out from the bottom and saturated my extended studies application form. One of these days I'll forget about the ordeal and wonder why the stench of chocolate cheese keeps following me around. Then I will bury my bag.
I was just reminded of something great I saw while travelling to my future alma mater. There's a church near our house with a two-sided sign at the front whose slogans have grown more and more reactionary as the years go by. Today, one side read "FACT: WE ALL NEED GOD". The other side read "FICTION: EVOLUTION THEORY". At first it made me kind of mad, until I realised how cute it was. It kind of reminded me of being a kid and believing wholeheartedly that my mom was always right, and that no-one but her could count to 100. Oh, the heated debates I got myself into over these undisputed beliefs.
Late one night, high on fatigue, Hannah and I came up with some gang names for the people we know. One day this information may be useful.
Ali: Alcatraz
Jo: Jehosephat
Me: Redcard (but you know that already).
Kes: Specia' K
Kathleen: Corn Bisque
Eve: Everyman
Hannah: Double-h
And for the summerstockers...
Kylian: K-Y/ sex jelly (sorry if that made you a little uncomfortable)
Mike: Mixed Greens
Liam: Lost Cause
Luke: Ladyfingers
I've been trying to think of one for Kevin, but nothing seems to fit. If anyone wants to jump in and help out, please do.
Oh, and for Joelle: yes I did make my trademark mutant noise. First out of my own free will, then out of necessity. We must've been playing that game for hours.
(and sorry for publishing everyone's name without permission. I'm sure no strangers will care).
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I love my new name. I shall use it always, and add it to my list of names I have at home, created via internet name generators. but this one is extra special, and mush better than my other gangsta name.
spiff, so would you be starting the course, in theory, in the January term? Fancy fancy, although school is crud, I must remind you but to me anyhow, art school does sound rather more interesting (well, the nudies make me a bit dubious as well but ladeda)
Anyhew, 2 days!!!!!!!!! well actually I vote it is closer to 1 now *grin*
Hermit
Yay mustant noises and lovely names. I shall call myself Jehosephat from now on, and then people will think I am even more crazy. Which I am. AHAHHA. Ah, you+acad=yaaaaaaay. That is the only think I will ever use math for again. Adding things together that =yay or bad, depending on what they are. for example, something would equal bad if it was nuclear weaponry+douglas. I'm not sure what would happen, but I am fairly positive it would be bad. Yes. Alright...CIAO BELLA!!!
Ooo, your post covered a rather admirable number of topics!
1) hooray for looking into applying to ACAD, that would be grand, and then you can join me (and hermit, and jo, come to think of it) when we all grow up to be failed artists. (actually, just kidding, we can live in your furnace room and you can be the success story, mauhaha.)
2) I think nude models would make me pretty uncomfortable until I got used to them. Thought I'd let you know.
3)I think it's only in the last month or so that I've felt confident enough to use a different route to some of my classes - I was SO lost for an embarassingly long amount of time.
4)Starbuck's = aaaaah. You = crazy. Maybe you just got a really bizzare drink? But, I concur, the whipped cream is best left off. Nonetheless, your rotting bag story amused me greatly.
5)I don't understand blind faith, not at all....
6)For some reason, Corn Bisque and Mixed Greens just don't have the same....ganster-factor as the rest of our super-awesome names, but maybe that's just me.
7)Did I get them all? I think maybe. Super long posts deserve stupidly long comments, yourwelcome.
-Everyman
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