It's been a while...

since I last posted! So much has happened since spring I can hardly put it all into words. Bare with me, I'm trying to revive this blog. ^^

Sparkling teeth!

I went into my favorite class on monday and was on edge about the looming student show. Sadly to say, I found out that my piece wasn't selected. My heart sank at the news. I asked my friend Amy if she had heard anything about it, and that's when she told me.

"We didn't make it in. No one in our class did. It's just wrong."

Our professor had custom built everyone a frame so everyone could enter their plaster board pieces...and I came to find out that only one made it in. I was more than disappointed, not because I didn't make it in, but other friends of mine who had better chances then me didn't make it. From what I've heard, it's all political. Some people found it strange that so many pieces from a certain professor, who happened to be the director of the gallery, made it in. Hrm, perhaps it was fair, perhaps not, but even though my heart aches for my class and professor, I'm not giving up. Next semester, I will be in that show.

I went to the dentist today for the first time in almost five years. Yeah, but he was quite surprized that my teeth were in such good condition for going so long without professional care. My teeth look great. That last dentist I had really screwed my front teeth up with some sort of sealer she put on them. I was so glad my new dentist was able to remove all of it! They feel so smooth now! ^O^ I have this really weird thing going on with my wisdom teeth...they are sideways beneath my gumline and pushing against the roots of my other teeth. 0.o Yeah, I'll have to have those removed soon, I guess. And unfortunately, I have one itty-bitty cavity. It's my first ever cavity after being cavity free for 20 years. Damn! I'm having it drilled 'n filled April 25th. Oh...and that's the same day the Prismacolor Rep. is coming to my class to gives us free supplies! w00t! ^O^

No, it's pitiful.

"I critiqued that piece last assignment."

I made the terrible mistake of saying that as I strolled down the J ground floor hall, passing a girl who sits next to me in class. She was holding a camera phone up to take a snapshot of a painting that was part of the permanant student gallery just as I said the words above. She whirled around with a grin and blurted out an enthusiactic, "no way!" I nodded, and she stepped up to me and responded so quickly, I could hardly understand what she was saying. As I slowly pulled apart the seemingly endless sentence she spewed, I suddenly stumbled upon her motive with shock.

"So, you did the critique right? Do you have it with you, because I could just reword it and turn it in since I'm going to be SO busy next week in Las Vegas and I have to... [ramble-ramble]."

I'm pretty sure I quirked an eyebrow at that point which gave her the clarity of knowing that I would not be giving her any such thing. She didn't even care about expressing an opinion about the piece which is the whole point of the critiques our professor has us complete. After a few more responces had been exchanged, we parted. She didn't get my paper, but I got the the satisfaction of turning down a cheater who would rather ask some random classmate for a paper than write it herself. Desperate, lazy, or both when someone like that couldn't even write one page on their own personal opinion? No, it's pitiful.

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I turned in my mixed media piece to the gallery director for the student show coming up this month. Most of the time when I enter a contest, etc., I have a pretty good idea if I will place or not. This time, I'm completely uncertain, and it's stressful. Nothing big is riding on weither I get in or not, but I heard it's not easy getting in. Especially more than once, according to some of the other art majors. I'm trying to just stay focused on my other work, but once in a while my eyes creep over to the calendar. I see that little red start in the right hand corner of April 16th, knowing full well what it means and I tense up a little.

Springtime For Jessica

Ugh. I just got home for yet another tiring day of work. At least I make $8 / hour now. Spring is so close. I can smell it when I leave the house in the morning. I'm so glad that the weather is starting to be normal again. The flowers at the greenhouse are starting to pop open and there are robins everywhere.

Madness? This is Sparta!

We went and saw the movie 300 and it was awesome. It's one of the best movies I've seen in years, probably since LotR. It had so much energy.

I also saw Borat and The Prestige. Both really good movies as well. I returned to work today (the day after I got back home) and I was surprised to see that my boss had to hire about 3 people to replace me while I was on my vacation. XD That just tells you how much damn work I do around that place.

A little Pepsi here, some spit there, and VOILA! Art!!

I got violently ill from eatting a Burger King cheesburger for the first time in three months. o.o I'm NEVER eating there again. It felt like all my organs were on fire...and it was awful! I'm better now, just a little weak.

Work has been busy as usual, but school is starting to ease up a bit. Everyone is ready for spring break and so am I! I saw the scholarship student gallery this week and to be honest, I wasn't impressed. There were only a few paintings I liked, mostly portraits done by one artist in particular. Everything else didn't look good enough to be in the show. I don't mean to be mean, it's just when someone slathers some rusty looking paint on a piece of cloth and nails it to the wall and calls it 'untitled'...I don't have to like it. Trust me, I have an abundance of art appreciation. I work with some fabulous artist at school and I'm influenced and inspired by them. It bothers me that art is so fashionable to the trendy crowd of unartistic people. That even if you don't give a lick about it, your parents shell out money for top notch supplies so you can perge soulless art and actually get scholarships for it. I'm not saying that all of them in the gallery did that, but I've run into a few people in my time here that do art just because everyone else is doing it. There's only so many self-proclaimed, non-objective artists I can swallow these days.

On another note, my school is hosting the annual student gallery this April, and Ill be submitting a few things for approval and possible entry. I'll have to pinch out some money to get them framed and wired for display, but that shouldn't be too pricey. I'm really excited about it actually, but I'm having a hard time deciding what I want to enter. I have a stilllife I did this semester that I'm rather proud of...it may need some re-working though. I have a few things from last semester as well that would qualify. Hrmm...decisions, decisions! Perhaps I'll make my current project (plaster on wood board / mixed media) all spiffy for it. I can submit up to six entries, but I don't think I want to do that much. I don't think I have six entries worthy enough. lol

MAAAAAME!

I saw the JJC production of the Broadway musical, MAME, tonight. It was REALLY good! So much better than I expected it to be. It was witty, comical, and touching. The girl who played Mame (a party animal woman of the 1920s) was an amazing singer and actress! The whole cast was great and they pulled it off so well. I had many favorite parts but my top favorite part was when Agnes comes back to Mame single and pregnant after Mame told her to basicly stop being a prude. Patrick tells Anges to go up to her room while his future inlaws visit, and Agnes replies with "I'm not loved!"

Then Patrick says, "You're loved, MY GOD have you been loved, but please go to your room!"

He eyes her huge belly when he says this and everyone roared! XD Then Agnes slowly turns around and wails as she climbs the stairs to her room. lol It was rich!

Well it's past 1am and I'm exhausted after today. My eyes hurt really bad. x.x Good night all!