Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts

September 17, 2010

Yeah, so how has life been Blog?

My Intro to Writing and Literature class has reminded me of how I don't use this blog anymore.
I have been using my tumblr more than anything.
Almost a year with that blog, and I have 2000 followers.
I don't even know how that happened.
The thing is, I feel like they're not following me for my writing, but for the "pretty" pictures I post.
So maybe I will start using this blog again just to post the stories and poems I feel too self-conscious to post on tumblr. Maybe not. Don't feel like making up my mind yet.
Anyway CCA is great. It's really great to know that not all writers are like that douchbag from high school. You know they are not all pretentious dicks, who love to brag about the books they published, and act like they are best writers in the world. A lot of them are self-conscious like I am. They don't write perfect pieces in one sitting, and they are not pretentious dicks.
Okay, maybe a tad bit. Not so sure yet.
So far they all seem nice. Maybe a little too nice.
I really don't know. It is only the first few weeks of school.
I may never know.

Anyway, there is a Freaks and Geeks marathon on IFC. So, because I partly sick, I will watch it and do my 2D homework. Then later I will probably read, because I still have to do a lot of reading. I like reading. I like college.

June 04, 2009

Prompts for College


  • Describe a personal hardship or barrier that you have had to overcome and explain how it has affected your education or academic performance.
  • Based on your life experience, describe your understanding of cultural differences, how this understanding was acquired, and how it has affected you.
  • Artists often work on projects that involve, reflect, or influence their community. Tell us about a project you have been involved with that has made a difference to your community.
  • May 26, 2009

    HAPPY TUESDAY?

    Sure let us say that.
    Let us start from the very beginning.
    I woke up at 6:45.
    Cursed to live off the day with only 3 hours of sleep.
    Due to the mind not wanting to rest.
    Italian class, was fun and simple.
    Geometry, I was too tired to work.
    I did learn I passed my second Mastery, aka I passed the class.
    Drama, was refreshing since we had a rest day.
    History, only class I did actual work in.
    Lunch, SANDWICH DAY, it was yum.
    Chemistry, had a test, it was on the easy side.
    Reminds me I have Chem Homework.
    I will start very soon.
    English, we saw more of The Crowd.
    It was sad, the little girl died.
    My naive heart hoped that she was still alive.
    I just knew it was not true.
    I also have homework for that class.
    I have to make DISCUSSION QUESTIONS. Joy.
    I got home. I had a nap. A very good nap.
    I awoke all cheerful and glad at about 5.
    Went to get the mail.
    I actually got mail.
    Mail from my dream college, California College of Arts [CCA].
    It had information about the school, and told me that my catalogue was on it's way.
    It made me soo happy because it means that they now know I exist.
    They now know I am thinking about going there.
    I really would love to go there.
    The campus is amazing.
    There is two, may I add.
    One it SF and One in Oakland.
    So I would have to live in Oakland for a year if I choose to go and live there.
    I am still trying to make up my mind if I rather live and stay at home or live on a campus.
    Who knows what I will pick?
    Well the future will once day chat up with me and tell it all.  


    Grab It

    My dreams are steps away
    every step I take 
    every thought I break 
    I am closer to the dream
    sooner or later
    I will grab it
    I will take it by the hand
    I will never let it go
    put in my pocket 
    keep it on my thoughts
    all in knowing
    I made it
    I did it
    all the hope has worked
    My dreams are real


    May 14, 2009

    I have a new Dream/ Goal.

    I WANT TO START A ZINE.
    Yes, a Zine aka a small magazine usually about a random obsession. 
    I want to start one, yet I have no idea what the random obsession would be.
    My troops would be my friends and anyone artistic who wanted to help out.
    At first we would make one every like semester.
    That does seem reasonable, and if it goes well.
    We will create more.
    I want a colorful Zine.
    About friends, love, school, stories, dreams and everything High School can Hold.
    That could be a good name "Everything High School Can Hold".
    A Zine written by kids that are most likely headed off to college.
    I really think we could do this, sure I have no idea who we is YET.
    I will tell my friends my magnificent plan.
    I want to make it all by hand, I want it to be like a collage.
    All of it a collage.
    Then we could make copies of it.. somehow.
    I love this idea.
    I read about it in a book called "Indie Girl".
    I am motivated.


    I really  am.






     

    May 13, 2009

    Breakable..

    Rawr RAH La
    I am borred.
    Confused.
    Hate my skin right now.
    So much I could just sand it.
    That is not a good idea though, Andy Warhol once tried that, it only made his skin worse.
    I am now on a diet, so I can fit perfectly into that Perfect Dress.
    The Perfect Dress, sitting behind my door, taunting me and waiting for the Perfect Day, when I can wear it it. 
    It will be perfect, I hope it will.
    Well I got an A on my History essay...like I did not know.
    I kind of knew all along, since I got an A on my rough draft, the Final was much better, much longer.
    I still have a B in that class since I missed wok while I was sick.
    Those 5 day, when I was home sick with the Stomach Flu, ruined this semester.
    All my grades dropped, except English and Drama, it's taking me time to raise them again.
    I need to keep my 3.0.
    I Need To, so I can have a higher Average GPA, so I can get into my puny Privates, the school I want and love so very much. 
    California College of Arts, being my priority, the only art school in northern California with a Creative Writing Program, I love it.
    I love artsy environment, artsy things, and artsy people in general.
    It would be perfect, small sure, but I would feel at home.
    I will be glad, nothing I want more than that.


    It will happen, I will work harder and raise my grade, I will. 


    I have to.

    I promise.