One Ending...

Today we went to Tastebudds with Adrienne and Rosette.
The day before Margaret, Cat and I got pie at the pie shop (plum, coconut cream and lemon, respectively), and the day before that it was so warm that Rosette and I went and swam in the waterfall.

also went to the freestore today, again. two dresses, among other things...

My dad is picking me up tomorrow!
I still have one more essay due on Friday, but I can send it in my e-mail. I had my last creative nonfiction class at Celia Bland's (the professor's) house, and my last printmaking class was this Thursday (I went to the studio today for an hour and half anyway...)


recent movies: Stranger Than Fiction, and about to watch Atlantis
I remember watching it when I was like...8 maybe, I don't think I even saw all of it. I thought the main guy was cute, and I liked his hands. That's basically all I remember.

recent baked goods:
rosette and Margaret made these: chocolate m&m cookies (had so many of those Wednesday night), and thumprint cookies
and Margaret and I made coconut cupcakes with butter instead of oil and cream cheese frosting.

oh, and we did henna today (I drew with it for the first time :) )

sleep spirit.

last fysem class. then two hours at the studio. then concert (7pm call for 8pm concert, had to bike all the way back because I forgot my score at the dorm), got back at 9:30, and then at 10:30 there was an alarm at the studio (someone smoking in the bathroom?), so I didn't get to go in. Went again at 11, left at 3.
sleep? sleep.

My Gen./Hipsters (?)

This is Jack pre-PunkRockProm
his beret got nicked at the show, there were a bunch of old people there, he said, that definitely do not go here, & I think he's worn my makeup more than I have by this point in the year.

on an unrelated note:
http://www.adbusters.org/magazine/79/hipster.html
I'm sure here are a few more articles like this out there, this one just happened to be my friend's away message.

This article kindof talks about something we discussed in creative nonfiction one class. We were workshoping this girls piece-the assignment had been to do five 'beginnings'. I had done five different beginnings to the same story, another girl had done five stories in Manhattan-and this girl was describing the beginnings of five different friendships.
But a lot of them started like this: talking, getting high, smoking, running in and out of cars, being drunk, general movement..... (standard teen things, right?)
But Celia, our professor, saw this as a representation of our generation. The moment, the constantly doing something for the sake of doing something. Because we aren't really rebelling against anything, this isn't the 60's (or 70's, or 80's, or 90's). And we all talked about how yes, from the moment we are born, it seems, our life is set. We go to middle school and get good grades so that we can get placed in good classes in high school were we try to get good grades so that we can go to a good college so that we can go out and have a good job and have a house and a family and then we have to save for retirement and we look towards a life that hasn't really been lived, just constantly looking towards the next moment. And that, because of that, we do things just to do things. And perhaps it also has to do with a dissatisfaction with reality; escapism.
Celia said that maybe our generation has a sense of fatalism because of 9/11 and the war, so nothing matters (cue in the apathy and the drugs).
But also, it might be a certain layer that I'm talking about (mostly white middle class that otherwise has no real claim to be 'interesting' http://theredgill.wordpress.com/2010/10/28/hipsters/ --> this article also talks about gender roles, authenticity, middle class whiteness, and sense that there are no means to make the change that should be made, electronic communication...)

I don't know if I agree, but still, it's interesting to think about what 'my generation' is, how it will be looked at in the future, how it's viewed now...and also I live in an isolated pocket of a college, so um...I don't really know about the general public right now. it's terrible.

pizza 319

Security guard walks in to a room at the RKC were Hannah and I are working, helping a girl look for her wallet, tells her that it's probably good idea to cancel her card and then

"Go ahead 319, talk"

"Well, if I were you 319, I wouldn’t even talk, you are the last person on this planet that would even..." (door closes)

also we made about 8 or 9 pizzas in the last two days, from scratch, partially because Jeff's birthday is the only one that doesn't land on the school calendar, so he was complaining about it.

The Sparrows played at Blithewood today, and I really liked it. I don't usually like folk, but I think that live it is quite enjoyable :).

Tree with Heads

printmaking is becoming more of an intellectual endeavor for some reason. and overly personal.

I'm making an etching trees with hand holding head.
Andrew (Mockler): where did you get this image
Me: one of my friends had a dream with trees with heads in it, and I decided to have the trees have arms because I had a dream with that.
Andrew: what was the tone of the dream?
Me: desperate? confused?
Andrew: what do trees usually symbolize?
Me: being lost. Also suicide, in the Inferno, the suicides are trees.
Andrew: really?...
Me: yea...in one of the levels, not too deep, they are trees because they didn't have control in life and so they don't ha control in death.

and also all of my prints have a cat wanting a fish that is held by some...unearthly thing, so he was asking about that as well.
and we on to talk about little red riding hood and hansel and gretel and he tells me that I should make prints of the Inferno (and how I'm young and therefore have plenty of time to do that), and look at Durer's print of Adam and Eve and Blakes prints of the Inferno.

Bio is PunkRock?

two days ago
Jeff: Margaret, if you had dough, what would you do with it?
Margaret: Dough?
yeah, dough
like cooking dough?
yeah, like the kind you make stuff with
I don't know, probably cinnamon buns?
would you need cinnamon stick and stuff for that?
I don't know, I haven't looked up a recipe yet
well, there's dough in the fridge....

so yesterday before chamber singing we made cinnamon buns, with cream-cheese frosting, they were good.

Jack was looking for me to ask what to do to look punk, because he wants to go to a punk-rock prom thing on campus. He said I was the closest person he knew to punk. I know very little about punk. Thankfully Rosette had had a punk phase and could help him.
(but I can feel flattered, he said that it's because I can pull it off/wear leather. I'm so cool, but I don't own anything spiky or studded and I don't have a mow-hawk or wear makeup or have tatoos or...)

and I re-cut Ethan's hair again (same, but shorter...one side is basically buzzed, except I did it with scissors). and before that I went to the freestore and got jeans that I plan on bleaching. and shoes. and a vest.

Class sign up was today-hell, of course. So far the only class I've been approved for is bio seminar, a one credit course that I'm taking because...I like bio. yup.

I also signed up for psych stats (mandatory to moderate), adult psychopathology, drawing I, photo 101. I want to sing again but for some reason it wasn't up on the list.

My last health psych class was today,.
And one of my pieces is being work-shopped tomorrow for creative non-fiction (this is the 2nd time this semester). so nervous.

sun setting on this year

Highlight of the day: sending Cat the text "I see you" while standing on the outside side of the window from were she works in the RKC (the science building). totally worth her facial expression.

Photos are from last Thursday, Adrienne's birthday (though it's not her in the picture, this is Cat). We went to Blithewood to watch the sun set.

Today was room draw. In the Bard system, Juniors go first, sophomores 2nd, freshman 3rd. Within each grade we get randomly assigned numbers. If you have a roommate you go by the smaller number of the two (I got 208 so we went by that). We all go to the gym and sit around and wait for our set of numbers to be called, hope the nicer rooms aren't crossed off as taken. It sucks if both you and your roommate get a bad draw though (Cat got pretty shafted...the people right behind her got put on the wait list for rooms)

Adrienne and I are going to be in Village A next year, which is 24 hour quite and alcohol free (last village dorm left), so we had to sign an extra agreement. [But those things mean nothing...Tewksbury is alcohol free too, in theory (not at all in practice), as are many others.]

It was kinda cute watching people paired off with their roommates, many people changed obviously. There were some surprises, but yeah. :)