Les Illustres: February 2011

So as it turns out, i might not be all that good at Biology. hahaha... no i'm just kidding, i just feel like that girl that wasn't really invited to the party but she just kind of showed up by accident because her brother is throwing the party. you know, the awkward girl in the old man glasses with the christmas sweater? it's totally ok to express yourself as an art major, but it's a lot harder to make jokes when you're talking about genotypes and genetic markers. for instance, today in class i made a joke about the genotypes not being in order on the chromatid and how inconvenient that was, and then i thought "hey! i mean it's too bad you can't have 2 a's and 2 b's cus then you'd have ABBA, and then it's a party".

and then i felt the heat... the heat of humiliation... the uncomfortable heat that overwhelms you after you speak without thinking... in a lecture hall... filled with kids younger and more jersey than i will ever be.. kids with their fingers on the pulse of the mainstream... kids who actually understand what pwned means.

i'm going to pwn these patterns!!!

...psssh modern jargon...

some people forget about the t-shirt dress. i never have, i never will. it's amazing how something so old lady can be so fashionable in pretty much every generation since geez, since the dawn of civilization.... just google it.

i have to watch dexter and study for bio now.

I started classes last week and was really excited about making some sculptures and you know, getting down with my artsy self. Then my professor's replacement told us that we were required to go on a field trip to NYC for a day trip and our first assignment was a poster board collage. after reaching into some boxes and trying to figure out what was in them and building relationships with the people at the table with me, i felt kind of goofy and perhaps a little like i was at a retreat in freshman year of highschool. The only part of the evening i enjoyed was the banter with the professor's substitute and talking about our generation and it's return to the moral values of our grandparents. i digress. i was really upset that i was required to go on a day trip to NYC or loose 50 points towards my final grade and i emailed the professor who was in nyc peddling her wares and discussed my abhorrence of nyc and the love i have for baltimore and it's quirky galleries and fun artist collectives. Shouldn't we be integrating ourselves into the community in which we live? isn't it important for us to make connections and experience the real working artists that live right here in charm city? we could go to MICA on a field trip and experience real artwork and not need to go to NYC, catch my drift? anyways i was really all in a huff when i got home and decided to get my degree in cell and molecular biology. fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

sorry i was watching Herb and Dorothy.

anyways, i'm stoked about my genetics class! let's hope i can handle the workload!!!!

on to more exciting topics, like the new jewelry i bought!!!!