The path goes forever on
Sep. 18th, 2008 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ferrumaeternumFor once, luck is on my side. I got to go home a day early! I don't have to go to my astronomy class on Friday since we had a Planetarium show this week and I already attended this week’s lecture on Monday. Now I can catch up on sleep and enjoy the long-forgotten sound of silence.
Not much is new in Sandburg except the daily occurrences of what has previously been bitched about. The dreaded yellow towel has now made its way out of the bathroom and in front of the entrance to my room, next to the bookcase in the hall. From a bit of eavesdropping, I have also found out that the guy who used it allegedly has (an) STD(s). Lovely. I’m still debating whether I should post a passive-aggressive note, just leave it there, move it in front of one of their doors, or put on some latex gloves and drop it down the garbage chute. Being mature and confronting them about it isn’t really an option because of the alliance they mysteriously formed against me when I was only ever nice to them and told them my door would be open if they needed anything. I realize I am probably stooping down to their level by avoiding them, but I really have no desire to try to be friends with someone who doesn’t want to be friends with me. At this point, everything that goes on in the dorms is regarded with more of a bemused annoyance than fiery hatred. Perhaps my tolerance is just increasing.
Everything else is fine, except I hate working with oil paint. After four paintings, I’ve finally started to get the hang of how much I can put on the surface before it starts to get muddy and that I have to be careful when blending and making changes. I like the look of it, but I still feel like I have more control with acrylic. I’m also sure there are ways I can achieve the look of oils without actually using them. I just don’t like spending half an hour trying to clean all my stuff with three different solvents and still walk away with a nasty, oily film on everything, including myself. Once again, it’s probably something I have to get used to. I know I have adjustment issues with nearly everything in life, so until I become comfortable with it, I’m just going to complain…as usual. The good news is that I am making progress. My artwork is among the best in the class, despite having hardly any painting experience and working with oil paint for the first time. This is saying a lot because I think my paintings are quite bad, especially with the dreadfully boring objects we had to work with.
I also recently received
Not much is new in Sandburg except the daily occurrences of what has previously been bitched about. The dreaded yellow towel has now made its way out of the bathroom and in front of the entrance to my room, next to the bookcase in the hall. From a bit of eavesdropping, I have also found out that the guy who used it allegedly has (an) STD(s). Lovely. I’m still debating whether I should post a passive-aggressive note, just leave it there, move it in front of one of their doors, or put on some latex gloves and drop it down the garbage chute. Being mature and confronting them about it isn’t really an option because of the alliance they mysteriously formed against me when I was only ever nice to them and told them my door would be open if they needed anything. I realize I am probably stooping down to their level by avoiding them, but I really have no desire to try to be friends with someone who doesn’t want to be friends with me. At this point, everything that goes on in the dorms is regarded with more of a bemused annoyance than fiery hatred. Perhaps my tolerance is just increasing.
Everything else is fine, except I hate working with oil paint. After four paintings, I’ve finally started to get the hang of how much I can put on the surface before it starts to get muddy and that I have to be careful when blending and making changes. I like the look of it, but I still feel like I have more control with acrylic. I’m also sure there are ways I can achieve the look of oils without actually using them. I just don’t like spending half an hour trying to clean all my stuff with three different solvents and still walk away with a nasty, oily film on everything, including myself. Once again, it’s probably something I have to get used to. I know I have adjustment issues with nearly everything in life, so until I become comfortable with it, I’m just going to complain…as usual. The good news is that I am making progress. My artwork is among the best in the class, despite having hardly any painting experience and working with oil paint for the first time. This is saying a lot because I think my paintings are quite bad, especially with the dreadfully boring objects we had to work with.
I also recently received
Hi!in my inbox, and I must admit I’m a little weirded out. As much as I’d like to help this person, I don’t take my LiveJournal seriously at all, and therefore do not want to be defined by it or have my entries analyzed (at least while being aware of it).
My name is Rachelle and I'd love your help on a project I'm working on for one of my journalism classes. I have a semester-long dooooozy of an article to write, and I'd like to do it on bloggers/live-journalers/webcammers, etc. It is NOT for publication - just for my writing experience and something for my teacher to grade at the end of the semester.
What I'd like from you is to read your posts, or be friends so that if you ever decide to be friends only I could read those too, and perhaps one short interview with you from the place you normally post. It wouldn't require much time on your part, and I'm not looking to exploit you or judge from a certain 'angle.' I am just looking for first-hand accounts of the ever-growing online writing trend.
I completely understand if you don't want to help, but could you please let me know one way or the other as soon as you get this? I am already behind in the class and I need confirmation quickly! I love the tone of your posts; I think their story could be a great addition to mine.
I think my e-mail address will be shown with this message, but just in case it isn't, you can reach me at [e-mail withheld]. Please consider it! Thanks!!!
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Date: 2008-09-19 05:59 am (UTC)oil painting seems to be such an acquired taste....personally, i love it. layering colors upon colors in such a slow way puts me closer to ZEN than most things have. om!