So… here’s another one of those end of the year lists.
Shows I Went To This Year:
3/11 – Parliament Funkadelic @ Starland Ballroom (Children of Production opened)
4/7 – Yellowcard @ Stockton College (Mae opened)
4/22 – The Strokes @ the Borgata (Sean Na Na opened)
7/9 – Kelly Clarkson @ PNC Bank Arts Center (Rooney opened)
7/22 – The Black Crowes @ PNC Bank Arts Center (Drive-By Truckers, Robert Randolph & The Family Band opened)
9/9 – Snow Patrol @ The Electric Factory (Augustana opened)
9/21 – The Who @ PNC Bank Arts Center (peeping tom opened)
7. A lot compared to the other years. favorites: do i even need to say?
CDs I bought this year (Possibly. January, February, and March are kind of blurry.)
So… I didn’t buy many CDs that came out this year. When I did, I was kind of disappointed. (cough*cough Magic Potion) I also bought Stadium Arcadium. One last attempt to turn me into a RHCP fan. Didn’t happen.
so yeah. i’m not even going to list the favorites because i’m sure that all of these were my favorites at some time… unless it’s one of the two i mentioned above… or if it’s one that i haven’t listened to yet.
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I was going to post an mp3 of Tom Waits’ Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis, but I think a link to this mp3 is better.
Santa Claus Go Straight To The Ghetto – James Brown (via I am Fuel, You Are Friends)
P.S. The Pursuit of Happyness? I liked it. So did Dad.
All I wanted to do on Christmas was see Children of Men. It’s only playing in select theaters, so the closest place is in New York.
As of right now, the backup movie is The Pursuit of Happyness. I’ve heard good things about it and I’m curious, but I’m afraid my dad won’t want to see it. He’s not really into dramas and tearjerkers… then again, he always says he hates certain kinds of movies and then gets really into it. He claimed that the Harry Potter movies were for kids and then laughed like there was no tomorrow when I played the DVDs for him. He probably won’t admit it to anyone else but me, but he really liked and also cried during A Little Princess. Maybe he will like the movie.
I’m supposed to be sleeping. It’s 2AM and I have be work in 8 hours. When I said that I could work any hours, I had no idea that I’d be at the mall till 1 in the freaking morning. Well, whatever… Denise <3s $$$$$$$$$$$. and I’m sure that once Christmas is over I’ll only be there till 11 or 12 at the latest.
Things I noticed today:
- I freak out when there’s a ton of people in the store and I’m the only one on the floor.
- I think it’s funny how some men wait outside the store as if setting one foot inside will turn them into women or something.
- I HATE IT WHEN KIDS WEAR THOSE SNEAKERS WITH THE WHEELS UNDERNEATH THEM.
- I love cleaning up the aromatherapy area because it smells SO GOOD.
- People still don’t put anything back where they found it.
Leila’s graduation was today. All the photos I took during the actual ceremony were all blurry. Damn. There was one photo that I wish I got. They mispronounced Leila’s name (even though she wrote it out phonetically on a card) and she made a face as they did it. Seriously. “LAY-LAH.” Like the song. Stedman Graham (Oprah’s boyfriend) was the speaker. I have to admit that I was zoning in and out during his speech. I wonder who will be speaking at my graduation. I hope it’s someone funny. I can just see myself falling asleep during the speeches.
My roommate and I went to go see the Senior Project 2 show at our school’s art gallery. Overall, everyone did a good job. There were two exhibitions that I really didn’t like at all. None of their posters, ads, or anything made me go ‘WOW. This is cool!’ The rest of the exhibitions had a mix of strong pieces, okay ones, and ones I didn’t get at all.
… and then there were two or three people that made me feel like a failure at life. They put their portfolio on CDs for people to take ( Note To Self: DO THAT NEXT SEMESTER. ), and I wish I could upload some of these to show you. None of them seem to have websites that showcase their student work. One of them has a band website. I’m assuming that he designed it. Anyway, they had great posters, beautiful photographs, and some had their designs printed on snowboards. Very impressive.
Now, I have all these ideas for my show in May. Very excited. 
I am in panic mode. The end of the semester decided to sneak up on me and shove me into one of the lockers in the Arts & Sciences building.
I always feel weird complaining about this stuff. I know some people are out there are going, “Oh get over it. I had to do THIS at the end of the semester.”
Yes, I know your major is much more important and harder than mine. All I do is draw pictures… blah blah blah… I am not worthy… blah blah blah blah blah… I am not allowed to get frustrated and freak out because something is due on Wednesday and everything I’m making is looks like crap to me.
How do you complain about your untimely creative block to someone who took biochem and someone who took poli sci?
I talked to my preceptor about the independent study project that I am going to do next semester:
A 20 page research paper on the Bauhaus.
I don’t know why I agreed to writing a paper. I guess that I didn’t realize that “Oh SHIT. It’s going to be a lot more than 5 pages, you idiot!” until after she finished filling out the independent study form. I always have problems when it comes to the length of papers. 10 pages? eerrr… What about 9 pages and a fourth of a page? At least the topic is something I’m interested in. If I had to write a 20 page paper about – I don’t know – a culture’s subsistence strategy, I’d go mad.
… so I am doing horrible in Senior Project at the moment. We have three pdfs due before class tomorrow and I feel like I’m going to throw up. The Illustrator and Photoshop trials on my computer have run out and I’m trying to use Macromedia Fireworks to come up with something. It’s like someone chopped off my arms and I’m trying to design with my left foot and my nose.
Also, there are six more days until the semester is over. How about I don’t do the comps and just dance around to Visqueen in my underwear instead? Sounds like a plan to me!