happyfish

First day of classes today. ACAD200. Seems interesting, although I can' t say much more from just the first class. We'll see. It also seems like a lot of work, but I'm going to be learning stuff I know I need to know in order to be a working artist. I want to go to gallery openings now.

I saw so many people tonight that I haven't seen in months. Eric. Heather. Red. Well, Caitlin, Melis and Lauren I saw (albeit briefly) yesterday when I went to go pay my tuition. But still. It doesn't even feel like I've been out of school for as long as I have. It just feels like we've had a long weekend. I love school. It feels like home. I need to do some serious hanging with people, though. Like, crazy hanging out.

Silkscreening tomorrow. I'm excited! And then there's Fake Mustache, of course. Which should be interesting, considering I have to bring all my drag stuff to school. It'll just be my luck to carry all of my crap to school only to have my instructor dismiss us early. But we'll see. And I'd rather be safe than sorry.

And if there's any sort of drama tomorrow night I'm going to be rather unimpressed. I don't see why people think they can treat my best friend like shit and I'll still be friends with them and act like they didn't do anything wrong. I don't know. There's been a lot of immaturity going on. I don't want to bring any of it up; who needs more drama? But I'm kind of getting sick of it. Grow up people. We're not in fucking high school anymore.