your light is spent - final fantasy. what a pretty song.

i went to minneapolis and it was good. the art was great. my mind has exceeded it's new information limit for a little bit and has been screwing me up. it also doesn't help that i had virtually no sleep last night.
i stopped to take out cash today from a bank machine and after i took my cash out of the machine i left. as in, i didn't take my card out of the machine at all or sign out. leaving my bank account completely open for a meanie to walk up and steal from me. i didn't notice that i'd lost my debit card for over 8 hours. then i had a bit of a freak out when i realised what i'd done. i went back to where i'd been and someone nice decided not to steal from me and returned my card to a store clerk.
whoops.

in minneapolis i navigated a group of us from an art gallery back to our hotel. if you know me, you'd know that i have a complete lack of a sense of direction. it was humorous to me that i was the one leading everyone, and even more so how proud i was that i got us all back with only one two second wrong turn.
as we turned the corner from a back alley to our hotel, we passed by a car parked in the alley full of three big older black dudes dressed all in black smoking cigars. their car had a smashed window and one of the guys was holding a huge wad of cash. they looked like some gangsters out of a movie.

in other news:
these are the books i'm reading. so far both have made me laugh or at least smile. i'll let you know how they are when i'm done. i've decided not to read the tenth circle right now. i haven't liked the author's writing style, it's written like a young adult book.

The Heart Attack Club.
it's a music blog. check it out if you like music.

this song is in my head

i just remembered a dream i had.

i was talking to someone about tattoos and they asked to see mine. i lifted up my shirt to show them my tattoos, besides the bird one i really do have, i had two more. all in a row starting at my bird and then wrapping around to my back. the first one was supposed to be of a friend of mine but he had the body of a wrestler all rippling muscles and stuff. it was done in a really really awful cartoon style. the one next to that was supposed to be that same person, but it was just their face and it was supposed to be a very realistic portrait. it looked like the mad magazine guy. then i noticed i had another tattoo beside that one! i didn't remember getting it and hadn't noticed it because it was completely on my back. it was supposed to be the same person again (no idea why i wanted all these tats of this person), but it was done so badly. the lines were all shaky and the color was blotchy. oh and it looked like a silver alien head. i started crying because i really regretted having these 3 awful/weird tattoos.

^pretty close to what my dream self's tattoos looked like...


also i had something like this tattooed by my collarbone, but this one i liked in my dream. it was some sort of monk symbol.

in my exams so far: B+, B+, B+, A (i was one point away from an A+)

whoa! blah! i'm proud of myself! :D

i'm also excited because birthday weekend has arrived! yaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy

wonderful things

heh heh heh

these next four are by marcia wood. so good.






i miss wearing a watch. i wore one everyday for almost 3 years. then the batteries died. and the watch is falling apart. i think i need a new watch.


favorite part.








i wish my collages could come out looking this great. baroque paintings, renaissance paintings, realism art of any kind, and collages are some of my favorite kinds of art.

finished the gargoyle. i liked it. it was more of a love story than i thought it was going to be, but it was nice. i like reading about people in love. it wasn't overly sappy either.

next i think i have to read some of my text books...

got 3/5 of my exams back and got B+ in all of them so far. i would like an A on at least one of my exams. i might get it yet, we shall see. i'm pretty happy with the B+'s so far though. especially since one of them was for the exam i barely studied for because i was sick of studying :)



birthday weekend starts tomorrow! i always feel awkward about my birthday just because i don't like organizing things for myself. like oh how about you all hang out with me today because i was born. it just feels weird. also when people sing happy birthday i never know what to do. i usually just blush, get embarrassed and stare at the table. not going to lie though, i think birthdays are great. i'm kind of nervous about this one.
even though i'm pretty outgoing, sometimes i still get ridiculously shy. my brithday is often one of those times.


oh! also, halloween was great. well, the 30th was the halloween party i went to, and THAT was great. actual halloween was alright. it was fun driving home that night and seeing goblins, disco balls, and under dressed people wandering the streets. on the walk to my car i saw a very drunk tigger lying under a tree.

The other day i was searching value village for a last minute piece for my halloween costume, i came up empty handed so i wandered over to the book section to see if there was anything of interest, and hurra! there was! for about $2 each i picked up:


the gargoyle by andrew davidson

the tenth circle by jodie picoult

the rebel angels - robertson davies


i started reading gargoyle a two days ago and i'm on page 317.
the writer is canadian and now resides in winnipeg. i don't know why, but i have this weird bias set up against anything canadian made. which is dumb considering one of my favorite books is by margaret attwood who's canadian, and i took a canadian film course where, again, i was pleasantly surprised how much i loved the class. either way, when the book first came out sometime last year and started winning a bunch of awards, i looked into it and though i agreed the story sounded like something i'd like to read, i just decided i wouldn't. but then i spotted it for $2 in value village when it still sells in store for $20+ i figured i might as well give it a shot.
i'm glad i did, it really is great so far. it deserves all of the awards it was given. there's history (that relates to what i've been learning over the past two years in art history courses), there's fantasy, there's love, there's gore, and great characters. i'll let you know when i finish it if i would recommend it or not. sometimes an ending can kill a great book.

the jodi picoult one i just picked up because i've heard her name so often because of my sister's keeper being made into a feature film earlier this year. i thought i should give it a try, my friend read my sisters keeper and said it was good and she cried through the whole thing. being the sap that i am, it sounds like a book for me. the tenth circle in a nutshell is about a father protecting his daughter from an abusive relationship.

rebel angels just sounded interesting to me when i read the back, i've never heard of it or the author before. i'm not even sure what it will be about.

a while ago i picked up a copy of dante's inferno, which is kind of funny, because they talk about it a lot in the gargoyle. i've never read it and it seems like one of those things everyone who likes learning/reading/poetry should look at. that goes the same with paradise lost which i also own (i got it a few years ago when i worked at the bookstore), but i've never read yet. i think i bought that after watching what dreams may come which was supposed to be a modern take on paradise lost. i'd wanted to read it after seeing excerpts in neil gaimen's his dark materials trilogy.

a friend of mine recommended david sadaris to me, which is funny because i'd seen one of his books around the bookstore quite a bit, but never really looked at it. the other day when i was waiting for my ride, i read the first chapter of when you are engulfed in flames, and it was pretty witty, it made me chuckle. i really respect authors who can write and make me laugh out loud. examples: danny wallace and dave gorman.

well i think that's enough nerd talk for one post. all i asked for for my birthday was books and movies. that's all i ever ask for for anything. i remember someone once made fun of me for giving someone a book for their birthday, i thought it was the best gift. to each their own i guess.