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its a busy night here at the library. both dean's american creativity class and rice's modern art class have tests tomorrow, so there's at least twenty people here crowded around the textbooks, study guides, slides and audio cds for said classes.
being in dean's class and having that test first thing in the morning and having looked over the study guide for over a week now, i'm really not good to go for this. there is so much crap he wants us to memorize. its not that many questions, the study guide, its jsut that they're all art history questions that we never even approached in class. hell, one of them i knew off the bat just because i happened to have read catcher in the rye, but as for the rest? am i really expected to name three musicians under each of two record producers that he names? why do i need to know the names of the two critics who supported the new york school and at least five women who were involved in the new york school? why did we spend twenty minutes talking about ed wood only to have nothing about him in either the study guide or the text book?
this test had better be insanely easier than the study guide.

additionally i have my first math test since high school tommorrow. the teacher said we could bring anything we wanted since its an open book test. if i were lousy at math, i'd bring a cell phone and be on the internet on the macs in the room at the time. instead, since i plan on having no sweat, i think i'll bring my discman and blast some his name is alive (i just got livonia in the mail today. sweet! though i still want my damn paycheck so i can buy supplies for my graphic design books. yes, she siad she wants two now)

i've been stressed with homework lately. both graphic design courses are starting to ask for a whole lot of brand new stuff and revisions to the stuff you thought was good before every day. it gets hard to accomplish anything when you've got so much to work on.

theater's still fun although i'm having more and more trouble not getting mad at some of the things people say and do. the biggest problem there, though, is that brent dropped out of the class a couple weeks ago without telling me. he was our ride to class, jessie and i. the class is held about five miles downtown. we've managed to talk steve into driving us there, which is super-great of him, but we have to work out a ride back every week as no one else in class is going back to campus and everyone we know with cars have class at that time.


i was working on graphic design for a few hours before when i found an immense pain in my stomach. took a few minutes of cringing to realize i was reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaally hungry. a big bowl of tortelloni was good, but i can feel my digestive system drying up right now and its no good.
i need some fruit juice.
and some money.
and a nice break from school.
and more money.