Romantic Punk Rock

5/12:
restless like the rain and recall is recall is recall...
I didn't go dancing last night but I've been wanting to. I went to the gym yesterday and the day before but it's not the same. My muscles can feel it but my gut still has a nervous energy.


Today:
I was supposed to have photo class. I've been sick, so I took photos this morning with Britt. The prof had asked for "romantic punk rock" so that's what I tried to do. But then when Lillian and I showed up, one of the girls from the previous class exited and said that it will probably run at least two hours late. So we left. I still need to write him an e-mail about that.

Also last weekend there was the surrealist circus show which was pretty cool. Very sexual more-than-semi-nacked contact dancing, fire, and nice fireworks at the end. One of the girls in my drawing class (junior studio arts major) had made these giant paper puppets that were really cool.

Watched The Breakfast Club last night with Britt and Clea and her ex. Trying to patch up my lack of American culture.
Claire is an art history major, Bender the guy who dropped out first semester freshman year, Richard never applied here, a few Brians go here and a ton of Allisons do too.
I was really annoyed at the ending. And Britt kept being annoyed at me for predicting relationships correctly at the very beginning ( this movie isn't exactly opaque) Also there was some funny use of dramatic panning.

I was talking to a guy from my lit class, who was smoking outside his dorm (which in on the way to mine.) He told me to relax, to take a nap today. I guess waves of anxiety were coming off me or something.

What else...I had my final drawing class this Thursday. I had spent 9 hours on the drawing, 5 hours the night before, listening to Moby Dick and thankfully I remembered to eat. I think it went over well. I had done some stuff I hadn't done before, plus it was an abstract piece and I don't have any experience with those either.