Black and White was so long ago

alright, so i didnt think that school would take away from my internet blogging, but apparently it has.  but the good news is that i have retired from traditional clogging so that i could resume internet blogging.  my lawyer frowned upon this decision but i looked at his face and told him deal or no deal with it!  It's my highway so hit the exit ramp if all you want to do is poop on my party.

so im back.  and ready to write!  im sitting in calhouns, drinking coffee, and typing 2 words a minute!  there are a lot of people here so my people watching is to the max.  this little kid just fell out of his chair.  his failure will now exist eternally via this blog.  

well, ill sum up last weekend.  last weekend was a pretty packed weekend of fun times.  friday night was the championship game of aussie rules futbol in australia.  its ok if youve never seen a game before, because i hadnt.  but friend josh, who is from australia, really loves the AFL.  so he invited a bunch of people to meet at a pub and watch the game.  i immediately got "into" it.  it was awesome.  the dudes were huge AND fast.  opposite of zach gillan.  but then again, if zach played aussie rules futbol, he wouldnt need to be huge and fast.  he would confuse the opponents with his intelligence and logic.  if that didnt work, then he would make fun of them until they would cower in defeat... enabling zach to walk with ease to the goal line.

we didnt stay long at the pub friday night because we had class the next day.  school on saturday?  yes, we were very lucky that weekend.  saturday from 9am - 4pm was the writing course that i had to take.  good thing i had a lot of friends in that class because i would have drowned in writing knowledge.  the combination of friendly jokes and 3, i repeat, 3 breaks WITH refreshments throughout the day saved me from the abyss of paper structures and "common mistakes"

i will say that there were some gems in this class.  it was good to hear all the tips.  beef tips.  

my art also blossomed during this day.  i drew a fat old lady sitting on a traffic light pole.  someone said, "it looks like you!".  jerk.  this person was zach gillan living vicariously through my inner monologue.  why am i talking so much about zach gillan in this stupid post?  am i starting to miss north carolina?  or this a form of stockholm syndrome where i long to be insulted and physically abused?  im hungry.

side note:  i love out its acceptable for a child to look upon a table of strangers as if they were watching reality tv.  children shouldnt watch reality tv shows in the first place, unless it was "little people, big world" or something...a show that my father should never watch.  he denies it but i suspect him of having a phobia towards "little people".  i pray that my father never finds a golden ticket and wins a trip to willy wonkas chocolate factory.  thats a hilarious disaster waiting to happen.

my other drawing was awesome!  and my next idea for a business.  one of the sentences in the workbook had Star Wars in it so i start thinking about star wars.  i decide to draw jabba the hutt (my obvious role model).  well, i begin with the head and the next thing i know, i forget how exactly the body looks.  i mean, i could have easily drawn my arm and come up with a close match but i wanted to be professional about this.  so instead of doodling a fake body, i draw an ice cream cone instead, with jabba's head as the delicious dairy dessert.  (check out that alliteration, that class worked!)

and around the drawing, i wrote "Jabba creamery Hutt".  ill work out the details later but when i get a chance, ill post the picture.  the picture will make your stomachs yearn for tasty treats from jabba creamy hutt that you will dream of the day you come into one of my stores and order two scoops of chocolate Mace Windu ice cream with Chewy gummy-wookies and extra jedi sprinkles.  eat shit ben and jerry.

saturday night was the first regent party and from what ive been told, regent students like theme parties.  this was the annual black and white party.  it was a lot of fun.  dancing, eating oreos, talking, sweating, standing outside to cool off, dancing some more, and looking at awesome costumes.  bonus:  i have my new head shot.  like 5 star in raleigh, i impressed everyone with my sick wit it dance movez.  in the middle of performing the silent stomp blender, i rolled my ankle.  however, the rush from the oreos and coca-cola classic saved my life.  well, night at least because i kept on partying. HARD.  caleb would have loved this party.  there was more bulge there than a van halen concert.  some gentlemen took the black and white party as an excuse to show off their new spandex pants.  i would have joined them but mother "lost" them when she was doing the laundry.

my friend paul had to take the bus to the party.  and the best part was that he was alone so he had no companions to make it clear to the public that he was going to a theme party.  so he sat on the public bus, which was full of people, looking like this.  goody.

this past week has been full of reading and studying.  my schedule is so full and i cant imagine taking more than 9 hours.  i only have class 3 days a week but im there in the library monday - friday.  the good thing is that im learning SO much and all the stuff im reading is really awesome so i dont mind doing all the work.  but it is so easy to get behind.  9 hours is great because i work a lot but i still have some time for a social life.  i would die if i stayed in the library 21/8.  oh by the way, canadians have 8 days a week.  each day is 21 hours.  its kinda weird because of the whole day/night thing is never consistent but they REALLY wanted syrupday to be a part of the week.  whatever, im getting used to it.

ill try to update my blog more often because i hate writing about stuff that was sooo long ago.  and now ill have to write something soon about THIS weekend.  im about to go to game night.  should be awesome.  so yeah, ill try to sacrifice school work so that i can inform you about all the adventures of my life.

i saw the vp debates on thursday.  if sarah palin winks at me one more time, im going to crawl through the screen and remind her that this is a political debate rather than a beauty pageant.  then i will punch her in the face.  with my foot.