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.

20 November 2000

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before structures started someone asked me if i was going to rome next year, and i said that i hadn't heard yet, and they told me that other people had received their acceptance letters today. so i had a pretty hard time concentrating on structures and hvac, and really just wanted to get back to my mailbox. (i had checked it about eleven this morning, and there hadn't been any ehp related mail at that point.)

so after class i headed off to campus, didn't even bother to go upstairs for my jacket. and was shaking quite a bit between the cold and the nervousness.

and guess what? i'm going to rome.

didn't really have much of a chance for it to sink in though, because i had to go back to studio and work, work, work (our major mid-project crit is tomorrow). and i had to suffer through a terrible headache for most of the night.