magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

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3 May 1999

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i practised guitar a bunch more this morning. i don't know why i've been focusing on that, i've got a lot of other stuff to get done this last week too. but, at least i'm doing something. i'm not sure what use it will be, i can't play any of these songs that we're s'posed to have down. you'd figure i could handle it, conceptually i've got it all cold, and i'm usually able to process a bunch of disparate things simultaneously. but i look at the notes and just draw a blank. i can't make the connection to what my hands are s'posed to be doing.

i got my financial aid decision from risd this afternoon. could be better, could be worse. somewhere in that middle ground. enough aid that i'll be able to afford it, which is good. but it's not going to be easy. the packet that they sent also included information about the summer program and housing options, and it was all a bit confusing.

went to class, my last actual guitar class (final on wednesday), and next to last acting class (monologue performance on wednesday).

came back, scrounged some food, and took a closer look at all the risd stuff. filling out the forms i need to fill out. figuring out what is s'posed to be sent to which office. i've still got to finish my taxes and send them that info. and figure out more specifically some of the housing options. there was something that said that there is no parking available for risd students. that could be a bit problematic. i've got a few other questions that i'll call about tomorrow.

it's all getting more and more real. i'm pretty happy about it all.