7.9.09

Well here I am, day two of missing school, unfortunately. I woke up this morning not feeling any better in the slightest, so I walked to the Urgent Care center on 23rd, filled out a shitload of paperwork, and waited for over an hour to be told "oh, we can't treat you because you're a minor and don't have a parent present". Fuck. My. Life.

7.8.09

I apologize for the lack of bloggage lately. I've been ever so busy with school, projects, friends, going out, getting sick (yupp, already), and all that other stuff. I'll just give a little update:

So, school is awesome. I have two different classes with four different teachers. For studio class, I have Emily and Anya. Emily is a super hippie, only allows us to use recyclable and reusable materials for projects, and is the cutest, sweetest woman I've met. Anya is a bit of a perfectionist and tends to fail at seeing things abstractly, but she gives helpful critiques. Studio class is certainly my favorite, and allows a lot of freedom, creativity, abstract thinking, and is very productive. I'm sure I'll have tons of portfolio work by the time I'm done here. But on the opposite side of the spectrum, we have drawing and presentation class. My teachers are Nick and Becca, and although Nick is a good-looking Filipino man, he's kind of stern in a way? He's just a very talented artist and wants us all to be the same. Then there's Becca. Ugh. Becca. Can I get a "fuckkk youuuu" for Becca please, ladies and gents? Everyone can tell that she really does dread coming to class and teaching, and it's pretty apparent that she doesn't like me. And why would I make an effort to impress a teacher that doesn't like me? Well, exactly, I wouldn't. :) Tehe.

My roommates are awesome, with the exception of Twilight crazed Monica. Let me just say, this girl is messy, obnoxious, prissy, high maintenance, and slightly insane? Like I'm serious. She waited for 7 hours outside of Robert Pattinson's trailer on Broadway just to take a picture of him. And now that horrible picture where he is barely visible is her Facebook default photo. Ooooh Monica. We've definitely been having troubles with her. However, Gwen, Meg, and Adri are ahmaazzinngg and so helpful. The four of us get along so well, and I kind of feel bad for Monica, but oh well, what can we do about it? Either you like someone or you don't. We're still nice to her though, in case you were wondering. No deliberate meanness being thrown around up in here. I wish that Vero could move in, we need a bit of her Colombian flavor.

Unfortunately, I'm sick. Like deathly, basically. Yesterday, at Utrecht (the art store that I drop about $200 dollars at a week, ridic), I couldn't get up off of the floor. I felt unbearably dizzy and faint, and when I would try to stand up I felt to weak to let my feet and legs support my body. It was very very very scary. So I came home and took a four hour nap, hoping that would do something for me. Much to my disappointment, it didn't. So I spent all of last night in horrible pain, dizzy, coughing, sneezing, sniffling, and unable to swallow because of how swollen my throat is. I couldn't manage to get out of bed this morning so I'm not at school (thus the time I'm posting this, 12:29). I'm really scared to have missed a day but at least I emailed Emily and told her the situation. She's an angel.

That's all for now :)
Let's cross our fingers for a post
and maybe a recovery tomorrow?