okay, i KNOW i said i wasn't going to update....but this diary is like fucking crack. i'm addicted to publiclly recording my shit. (if its any consolation, i do plan on posting LESS...)
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH JEFF MOVING TO CALIFORNIA??? WHY is *EVERYONE* moving to california? what's so fucking special about california? besides the great weather, and the beaches, and the hot (dumb) dudes....
nevermind.
but that fucking SUCKS!!!!!! what the hell am i gonna do when he goes? he CAN'T go!!! at least not without me.... i WAS thinking about heading out to cronicale next year, in san fran.... maybe if i win the adobe contest and make it out there, something will come of it....
but i love ny :( i love being so close to the country and the ocean and the city. EVERYTHING is around here. god, i'd TOTALLY miss it.... i need my horses and skyscrapers.
what didn't suck today is my BFA review. SMOKED THAT SHIT. Dr. Tyson was eating out of my HAND....i even did a little hippie dance to illustrate the Kelmscott style. it was hot.
okay, and guys.... his dad's a composer. i like this kid more and more every freaking day.... i felt kinda bad cause he tried calling twice last night and i was at the director's thing... just wasn't the right time to call him back.
and i have to say, he's the first guy i've actually WANTED to call....or first person, really. i HATE the phone, but actually kinda look forward to talking to him....
i like it when he laughs. all deep and gutteral, and that sexy ass smile....