"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"!