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.

Untitled.

21 June 1999

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so, first day of class. wasn't a full day though, as we had an introductory convocation sort of thing this morning. and my first class (all day mondays and tuesday mornings), 2d design, was almost painfully unproductive.

add to that the fact that i've had a headache and felt exhausted all day, and well... sorta feeling like what the hell am i doing here? but i think that's somewhat common, people are sorta just likely to hide those kinds of feelings.

anyway, i'm making this all sound a tone more depressing than it really is. i'm really psyched to be here. really.


so i went out to find something in nature for my first assignment, and wandered around, and looked at trees and shrubs and leaves, and went to the nature lab, and finally picked a flower.

i brought it back to my room, and in attempting to cut the stem to get a cross-section, i sliced a big chunk of skin off of my finger. it happens all the time at art school, but first day, first project, i should get a prize.

so i called a bunch of people (and mostly left messages) 'cause it didn't hurt at first. and waited for it to stop bleeding. and then went over to public safety to have the emt on duty take a look. he cleaned it, stuck a band-aid on it, and said if it got worse, go to health services tomorrow.