- have a ton of work to catch up on
- getting a little sick (can't miss any more days or I'm fucked)
- got lost on my way to the Brooklyn Bridge late at night. Walking down empty Wall Street by myself. Encountering creepers. Cop picks up on me. Not fun.
- that being said, once meeting up with people on the bridge, it was was good time. Drank vodka. Chatted. The view is amazing. Froze my hands off. Walked to Brooklyn. Late night subway rides.
- saw another man exposing himself to me down the block. I don't have good luck with this sexual harassment thing.
- going to a show in Brooklyn the day after Thanksgiving (Knitting Factory)
- plaster sculpture was a success
- need more money. Need to buy more supplies.
- been hanging out with the dudes a lot watching "Escape from New York" and "Escape from L.A."
- went to see painting teacher's opening show last night. Walked back with friends and hung out in Madison Square park drinking shakes
- our floor perpetually smells like pot
- stressed
- nice visit to Time Square and Bryant Park
- numerous other NY things.
- karaoke in K-town tonight? Could either be the best or worst idea.

Not feeling so hot lately.
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It was far colder today than yesterday, but my classmates and I got up early and went around to get our exhibition sketches done. We had a nice brunch in Soho and thoroughly enjoyed one exhibit that had a machine which punched holes spelling any phrase or word of your choice (that fit) onto a poster sized paper (I was nerdy and got my character's name, "Baine.")When I came home...I had a dream that there was a picture of me topless and in a bikini bottom in my high school yearbook. I don't know why I initially thought it was ok - it was something along the reasoning of, "you can't really see my boobs because they're too tiny," but then afterward in the dream, I realized, holy shit, I was naked in the yearbook. But then it turned out to be my mom...AND THAT WAS SOMEHOW BETTER?!

Tomorrow I'm going to the Metropolitan with Ji, and then we're going to go Halloween shopping, art supply shopping, and get our party tickets.

In relation to the oil (night) painting I was talking about in the previous post, I have an art blog (tumblr) account here where I update (rarely, but trying to do so more often).
It's a quick preliminary sketch I did tonight to get a general feel of what I wanted to do. It'll probably be too ambitious what with midterms, time constraints, and projects coming out of the wazoo in a couple weeks, but it's something I want to stick with and finish eventually. In the meantime I want to figure out how this scanner built into my printer works, because taking pictures of art with the camera phone just makes everything look atrocious.

(Hmm, no, that sketch is not inspired by one of my nerdy, guilty pleasure preferences. Not inspired at all. Why do you ask?)

Incredibly tired. Going to Soho tomorrow morning for more museum sketches. I started my plaster sculpture - I'm excited. We have to do a night oil painting which I'm also excited about. Political History midterm Monday. How fun. I want to go to Central Park this weekend to see all the leaves changing colors, maybe get a few feathers.

It's also bad when someone probably has the hots for you, always wants to hang out and has introduced themselves multiple times, and you still don't remember their name.

/is not that sorry