"Because of your last name?"

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. Three days. Two of them were filled with interesting and fun experiences. The other was just a day with rain and too many stranded worms on the sidewalk that run the risk of being squished under my oblivious shoe. (*real quick...I need to stop eating M&M's. I have eaten wayyyy more than a normal person should consume in a three day span and because of this, I am hurting. Shark shark shark..where the fuck are you?)

Tuesday. This day was spectacular. Well the only class I have on Tuesdays involves close to three hours of art discussion and drawing. So naturally, I'm going to enjoy myself. We talked about Arie Galles, the former art teacher here who returned for a lecture on his series of drawings and paintings. He retired a few years ago to sunny California to continue producing beautiful works of art. His life is so extremely captivating. With his thick Eastern European accent and wacky clothing, Arie Galles was a lot to take in at the lecture. He showed pictures of his early works that were made to get him into college. They were massive paintings that were hypnotic and psychedelic. The majority of those paintings included sperm, eggs, and "falling stars" that got him in to college based on the fact that the men and women reviewing his art were unsure of what the hell he had painted and they figured he had to be good if he thought up such crazy stuff. Then Arie showed his drawings of "14 Stations," which happen to be aerial views of concentration camps from the Holocaust. This was the saddest part. Seeing such raw emotion up on the screen was intense. He chose to represent such a horrible event, an event that took a chunk of his family and impacted him forever, in a very clear and uncontroversial manner. Instead of depicting the concentration camps like others did, on the ground showing first hand victims, he chose to draw views of the entire area that represented each concentration camp. It was disgusting to hear the hurt in his voice, especially since he had just been cracking a joke ten minutes prior to, talking about how he doesn't take himself seriously. Only his art. But hearing Arie speak and show his beautiful work was incredibly inspiring. This man was a teacher here for 32 years. He lived an amazing life and he will continue living his amazing life cracking jokes the entire time. I love that. I crack jokes. I can only hope to live like this man. (except not in all aspects. cause I'm a chick)

But Tuesday night was supreme. I surrounded myself with amazing people. Sammy K., Dana, Maxey, Jess, Julie, Sam's friend Brittany and some of the boys. I had a blast. Having my Ukrainian accent challenged by an Indian accent is always premium. The happenings that night were also premium ;) Lots of funny stories and closer friendships were formed which I am happy about.

Thursday. That's today! Another fantastic day (like 68 degrees or something). I had to run back to my room and change out of my silly jeans into an airy skirt and my Chucks. It was all good cause I made sure to shave my legs in preparation for the supreme weather (*side note: the bruises on my legs are not welcomed. They are mysterious and I never recall how I get them. Pretty sure I'm not running into poles left and right...) Anyway, another picnic occurred with Sandra and Melissa today as soccer and frisbee occurred. We had sicilian pizza and some precious ice cream sandwiches that were 2 for $1.50. Good deal! So the time spent out on the lawn was incredible and my roommate is the best in the world. Thank you Samantha for being so great and accepting my Capri Sun :) You can have a bite of my ice cream anytime you want. Except next time, try not to get the paper wrapper in the bite! After this happened some cute things happened outside of Florence that I think I will remember for a very long time. Just thinking about the second half of today makes me all jittery and feel like a squishy cotton ball tree. I can get used to this. I am anxious, but way more excited for the happenings in the next few days. We shall see how it goes.

Events to occur in the next week:
-The Female Orgasm on Monday. I am so excited to attend this event in the Mansion. How friggin' awesome...girls (and guys?) talking about this kind of stuff. Spaghetti.
-EUGENE MIRMAN! on Tuesday. This is the third installment of WAMfest (Words and Music) and Eugene Mirman is the attraction. He is a comedian and the landlord on Flight of the Conchords. And he is going to be at MY school! Being funny. I'm going to bring my FotC bag and pretend I'm not some weird girl. Except I'm not good at pretending to be normal so he'll think I'm some nutcase. Oh well. FUNNNNN :)
-More soccer games? hopefully.
-Roomie's birthday. I won't be here for the actual day, but I will be going all out. Sam, if you're reading this, HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. I'm not getting a Twitter, dinosaur brains. signing off.

So I think people are reading my blogs. I put a link on my facebook twice. My profile views are slightly increasing. I know I've viewed my profile like 35 times, but that means that three other people are viewing my profile (there are 38 total views! sweet). Does that mean you're interested? Coolio Iglesias. If you're reading and I know you, then holla atch yo' girl. If you're reading and I do not know you, then hello! yay. Guess this means I'm legit.

Bonnie "Prince" Billy - World's Greatest (cover). This is the epitome of beauty. Look at you, Bonnie "Prince"!

I am whiter than mayonnaise on Wonder Bread

I'm back. It didn't take long before interesting things started happening in my life. (I mean obviously...c'mon. I lead a very exciting life. sort of) No news on the alpaca capture. But I did do something worth blogging about. Yesterday was an incredibly premium day! btw...I watched Everything is Illuminated on Thursday night which is always a good idea. The quotes are endless and supreme. "Many ladies would like to be carnal with me because I am such a premium dancer."

Lets start with the beautiful weather yesterday. I was so excited. I think it reached like 67 degrees. Definitely the warmest day of the year so far. While waiting for Sandra to get on campus, I enjoyed kicking Melissa and Abby's ass in Uno and War. By "kicking ass" I really mean I won once. Then Abigail Williams read a passage from her super cool book written by this Haitian lady. But then we got bored so we walked all around campus and ran into people we knew. I definitely like FDU better in the warmer weather. And the steps to NAB are more appealing when there is no ice in front of them. I'd say the steps are about 84% better. I still can't forget that these steps are hideous and I always have a hard time walking down. (Sometimes I can descend with only one leap/step per obnoxious stair. But most of the time I look like a toddler who is just learning how to walk because I need to take two steps on each extra long stair while holding on to the railing. whatever. I've accepted the fact that my legs aren't as long as they could be) So it was a nice outside excursion and I am extremely happy that it was able to happen. I would have been pissed if I spent the day inside watching reruns of Fresh Prince or Who Wants to Be a Millionaire.

So Sandra eventually got her sick butt on campus (Boo is sick. Poop!) and we were able to enjoy our previously planned picnic. Sandra, Abby, Melissa, Talmia and I ventured to the luxurious lawn in front of the mansion. Oh wait...did I say luxurious? I meant to say the grass that is covered in every kind of animal shit in the friggin' world. So once the five of us found a precious clearing on the lawn that was spared of crap, we broke out the good stuff. Fruit punch Hi-C, 2 bananas, about 7 mini Snickers, and half a bag of Fritos. All I have to say is we are some of the classiest broads you'll ever meet ;) And then we broke out the Uno once again. Do I have to tell you that once again, I kicked ass? Nope..didn't think so! This cute picnic also reminded me of an important point once we whipped out a camera. I am so pale. I don't know if I could get any whiter. For real. I'm sure if I were to stand up next to a white wall, I'd blend right in. Nonetheless, while all of this was happening, another event was happening as well. A nice game of soccer was being played on the lawn. Roomie was out there with all the boys kicking some ass as usual (GO ROOMIE!). And there were a few other people out there, too. Wasn't half bad. I didn't twist wave. But his ball hit my leg :) hehe. He retrieved it from behind me and I practically melted. At least now I had something to think about for the rest of the day! Plus, rumor has it, his eyes were fixed on me the entire time I was talking it up with Roomie. Obvi he's got good taste :)

So the reason Sandra came on campus was to bring me to her high school's benefit concert, Shelter from the Storm. It involved high school students, graduate students, teachers and even some professionals playing some of the most beautiful music. It was incredible. Two seniors from FDU (one being a graduate from the high school) played an Okkervil River song. It was fun seeing them play to a larger audience. I usually see them play to the small crowd at Open Mic nights here but this was slightly different. There were some very talented people from Sandra's old high school, too. The voices on some of these kids..mannnn. But the highlight of the show? 100% the headlining band. They are this band from somewhere in north jersey called Waking Lights. The lead singer was a brilliant white man equipped with dreads and guitar. The rest of them were incredibly eclectic as well, with the keyboard, cello, drums, glockenspiel, and various electric guitars. After every song, Matthew (the dreaded one) would say something cute or witty or serious about the event's cause or about how grateful they were to be playing at the school. It was adorable. Goshhh. And then I bought the cd for only 5 bucks! And the members signed it. yay!

Those are the important things that occurred. I had an amazing friggin time yesterday and this morning. I stayed at Sandra's house until about 3 today and then I returned to schoolio. Sandra was terribly sick with a fever/sore throat. But we still managed to have a fun time!

Other points of interest:

-I know enough Arabic to make myself well liked in an Arabic speaking household. (I know how to say grape, potato, sweet potato, I love you, Dad, and Happy Birthday)

-Hillsborough has a bushel of boys who look alike. In a good way.

-I need to stop having heartburn asap before I also acquire arthritis in my left knee cap and go through the "change of life". I feel like a 53 year old woman after eating spicy burritos. Bring on the hot flashes.

-My birthday is in 2 months and one day :) oh shit.

What's with this background for the bloggy? It's weird looking. Justin Timberlake is on SNL. Remember when he was incredible? Remember how he is still incredible?