ALL MEAL PLAN MUST GO!!!!

I hate the cafeteria food. It leaves me satisfied the same way that swallowing sea/pond/pool/tap/sewage water does.

It is such an empty feeling… eating the food here. I feel depressed every time I take a bite of the same old tofu cube vegetarian meal. I honestly don’t really “eat” from the cafeteria anymore. More like, “gingerly nibble until disinterest/distaste sets in.” I’ve turned to buying prismacolor markers off my meal plan and trying sell them off for food money. So if anybody feels especially rich or in need of (bargain priced!) markers and feels like feeding me for the week… let me know~
Peace~
~D

Weekly City Post

I’ve decided I am going to list some of the things in the city that really annoy me:
(Lame, I know, but it’s something right?)

- People with umbrellas that could easily fit 5 people under them. They take up the whole sidewalk, and drip rain on anyone else who isn’t underneath it (basically everyone). Its a waste of materials and space.

- People who sing to their headphones on the subway. I could understand if you were making a facial expression or a lip-synch, even a whisper… but really, out loud?

- The L train. The fucking hipster-magnet. D:<

- The people who don’t know you at all and yet tell you what to do with your stuff, thank you my bag is very happy where it is on my lap. This is a hint that I do not, I repeat DO NOT, want to put my shit on the floor.

- People who push religion on me, when I was obviously on my way to hell when they stopped me. They’re in it. Why try to save the damned?

Ugh, I don’t even know what I am complaining about anymore… I just had another weird Tuesday. I went to Magnolia Bakery, where one can buy the MOST AMAZING cupcakes EVER! and then I met with a client about a mural commission I might do… not really important right now.
The point about the bakery is this, I had 3 beautiful cupcakes, just waiting to be devoured… and of course, I am saving the best for last… a beautiful dark velvety devil’s food cupcake with mocha frosting and a little decorative daisy made of sugar. IT WAS FREAKING MEANT TO BE. I was meant to eat that delicious little cup-sized cake!
So I go to this new meditation class I registered for (to relieve the stress in my life, haha), and we have to make a promise: “the forbidden fruits are: alcohol, recreational drugs, caffeine, refined sugar, and anything with a mother.”

Wait, refined sugar? This includes cupcakes? So the last most favorite cupcake can’t even be eaten until next week?!? what a waste of a fresh cupcake…. So I gave it away… *sigh*

So yes, anyway. Now I’m depressed. I think I’ll go to bed.

Weekly Post (gotta start doing these more often)

Okay. Sorry for not posting a lot… I’ve been really unnecessarily neglecting my duties as a student. Anyway, I think I’ll talk about the fact that I had the most surreal morning in all of my days trudging through Manhattan for no good reason. On this fine Tuesday, I had to wake up extra early to show up to the Society of Illustrators to hang up the 50th Annual Members Awards Something Show (or whatever. You guys should check it out… very cool work this year.) That means getting up at 9:30 (on my day off no less) to get bitched at about uneven frames and bent nails. Oh, and to top it off, the reason I went was to claim my letter of recommendation from a person who never even turned up. Whatever, I’m used to it, and I get free lunch, free figure drawing, and an up-close and personal look at some of the works of the worlds finest illustrators… and all for the four dollar subway ride! Tedious and tiring, but a total win.

So yes, I am sleepy minded in the morning and I manage to take the wrong train.. for about… the whole way there (I’m lucky it was a close stop,) it wasn’t too bad, just took the E instead of the F… but it was so strange to me. It was like, this morning, the E train was a completely different dimension. I left New York City at around 10:00am this morning, and traveled to a distant land of understandable, friendly PA systems, and happy passengers with smiling faces… *sigh*

Well let me explain, I got onto this car, and found a seat. In fact, the usually busy E, was oddly deserted. Then as we went along our merry (but wrong, as I later discovered) way, every time the train let off passengers, the conductor would wish the departees a “nice day.” What the hell?! What is this place I have wandered into?!?! I thought.
That’s when this woman boarded our car. She looked like she used to be a hippy. I don’t know how to describe her, but she observed everybody. and when we made eye contact, she smiled??? It was very… happy inducing?. After she got off the train, I couldn’t stop smiling. partially because my past hour had been so ridiculous, partially because I realized that this woman, even though she may get rejected by many people and denounced as some sort of creepy person for smiling at them, will bring joy to peoples lives (even those who she doesn’t know) just because she is willing to smile (despite rejection.
As I pondered this, I heard the conductor proclaim our arrival at 53rd and Lexington. I thought, good only one stop left… just 63rd left. I took a look at the map, just to make sure my reasoning was flawless. It totally wasn’t. I had been riding the E the entire time I had to ride the F! and this was the last stop before Queens! I ran to the door, only to get slammed by it halfway through… ouch. I managed to escape with most of my body and personal belongings intact…. the only thing that had been left behind was my dignity… But I’m sure it’ll catch up and find me eventually.

It makes me wonder… since I took the wrong train, if I was ever meant to see that little sliver of Not-New York on the E Line, and if people are always happy there, and the conductor is always wishing people well on their way. And maybe there is a hidden side that I just never see, since I am so busy being stressed out and all around hating the parts of New York I deal with on an everyday basis.

Ignore “Hello World!” post. My computer lies, I didn’t write that

Yes, wordpress is a complete liar, I never made any such “Hello World!” post.

Either way, here I am, on wordpress, slowly making up a lot of missed homework. I guess I’ll talk about the things I might /plan?/ on posting here? I don’t know how active this sort of community is, but I figure since we all go to art school, I could use this place as a critique kind of resource at times…?
I’d like to, I guess, connect more with everyone from the class, I’m rather bitchy by 5pm so I might be a bit ornery in class and not very approachable… I’d like to post writing experiments? I’d like to try out other forms of writing… And also sites and articles/photos that I find interesting inspiring… And we must stay on topic right? Cool.

…what a lame post… Y^Y