So, the year has begun. My fifthteen year of being academically challenged by the education system is underway. It has promise to be one of the better years of learning, seeing as I have finally gotten to the point where I can take classes that strictly pertain to my favorite areas of study.
If you were unaware of what I am taking this semester, here is the list.
Intro to Creative Writing
Graphic Design 1
Intro to 3D
Art History: Rennaisance to Modern
Intro to Psychology
Now a few facts for you to chew on:
1. I am taking the single largest class taught this semester, Psych 101, with 418 enrolled. Now, we all know not that many are going to show up. It is being taught in the largest classroom on the IU campus. The first day we didn't have AC. It was 95 outside. Dwell on that for a while.
2. I get to use the most awesome computers ever in my Graphic Design class. Huge 24" Macs, with the CPU and monitor all as one sleek looking machine. I get excited about using them every time I walk into the room.
3. For 4 years of my life, I went to class knowing there would be nothing but guys in the room with me. Well the coin has flipped. There are 22 people in my Graphic Design class, and there is one guy other than me. That leaves the rest as girls. Thats a new one for me.
4. My Japanese 3D teacher says she has been speaking English for 15 years. I don't believe her.
5. Guster is coming to the IU Auditorium on October 2nd. Bob Dylan was announced, and he is coming to Assembly Hall on October 19th. I'm going to see Nickel Creek in Louisville on the 20th, and hope to see them in Bloomington on the 18th. That is the greatest month of concerts ever. You are jealous.
6. <---The number of wins IU to play 13. I'm sitting, waiting, wishing...
...for some hoops.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
On the Up and Up
My long-awaited, lost Threadless shirt has gotten here. Guess I get to show it off when I head to class in a bit. Which means, that classes of course must be in session. I've been to two, but you can never get a real good feel from sylabus day. 3-D looks like it will be engaging and fun, but I'm not a real fan of my teacher yet. She is funny, but I'm not sure.
Creative writing will definently be fun and will get my creative juices flowing. The more I can stay in that mode, the better. Getting to class doesn't seem like it will too much of a hassle either.
Is it wrong to be excited about my check from the bursar office that I eventually have to pay back?
In definent good news, Guster is coming to the IU Auditorium on October 2nd.
Good things abound.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Store One Away, Create Another
Americans, perhaps the rest of the world, too, love to mark the end of one thing and the beginning of another. To throw away the past, store the good parts of it away for safekeeping, and wipe the slate clean for what is to come. Well, I'm here to join in the fun and mark the end of this latest summer of my life. The box marked "Summer 2007" has been filled to the brim with the people, places, events, and all the memories of them it included, shut, taped, and stored away only to be brought out from time to time when its needed.
A new box has taken its place: Indiana University, Year 2. It's empty as the middle of the Sahara. No part of it has been filled, leaving it open for infinite possibility. Nothing but potential as far as the eye can see. I'm prepared to overstuff it though. Maybe we'll have to pull out a second box. A third?
I can't say I'ver ever been so excited for one thing in my whole life. And yet, all it is is potential. It could be the best year ever, but potentially it could be just another run of the mill year of existence. But I'm betting a trip to the box store has better potential.
I'm moving into my very own apartment on Thursday. Here lies a whole world of potential in itself. Much better potential than last year. I come into my space this year knowing both of my roomates, two guys I get along with very well and have a great time with. I'm excited to live with them, and I think we'll have tons of fun. And maybe get our studying done.
I'm excited for the potential of an exciting, if only in the tailgating lawn, football season. I'm excited to watch the soccer team build on a good finish last season. The potential laying dormant within Assembly Hall is maybe at an all time high. I can't wait for basketball season. I'm looking forward to seeing the potential of my classes, the people I will undoubtedly cross paths with, the friendships I will make and build on, and the opportunities I will build for future years.
Here's to year 2 filling a couple boxes. The potential alone fills up a few, so all I need to do is replace the potential with tangible memories of the fun I undoubtedly will have this coming here.
Here I come Bloomington!
A new box has taken its place: Indiana University, Year 2. It's empty as the middle of the Sahara. No part of it has been filled, leaving it open for infinite possibility. Nothing but potential as far as the eye can see. I'm prepared to overstuff it though. Maybe we'll have to pull out a second box. A third?
I can't say I'ver ever been so excited for one thing in my whole life. And yet, all it is is potential. It could be the best year ever, but potentially it could be just another run of the mill year of existence. But I'm betting a trip to the box store has better potential.
I'm moving into my very own apartment on Thursday. Here lies a whole world of potential in itself. Much better potential than last year. I come into my space this year knowing both of my roomates, two guys I get along with very well and have a great time with. I'm excited to live with them, and I think we'll have tons of fun. And maybe get our studying done.
I'm excited for the potential of an exciting, if only in the tailgating lawn, football season. I'm excited to watch the soccer team build on a good finish last season. The potential laying dormant within Assembly Hall is maybe at an all time high. I can't wait for basketball season. I'm looking forward to seeing the potential of my classes, the people I will undoubtedly cross paths with, the friendships I will make and build on, and the opportunities I will build for future years.
Here's to year 2 filling a couple boxes. The potential alone fills up a few, so all I need to do is replace the potential with tangible memories of the fun I undoubtedly will have this coming here.
Here I come Bloomington!
Sunday, August 05, 2007
My Crows Count to Two
Before last year, if anyone asked me if I thought I would ever see my favorite band in concert I would have replied with a saddened "doubtful." To my great joy, that answer would now be twice and counting. That's right. I'm still counting the number of times I will see the Crows in concert. Number two came last night here in Louisville at Slugger Field. And the Counting Crows played better this time than they did last time, and I only expect them to be better the next time I find myself at their concert.
Last time, it was the first tour they had been on in a couple of years, and my excitement brewed almost exclusively from the fact that I was getting my long awaited wish to see the Crows in concert. Beyond that, I didn't know what to expect or what they would sound like after a long lay off. Caught up in the spectacle that was the Crows, it was a great concert.
This most recent concert, however, showed my that the Counting Crows are definently back. Back, and maybe better than ever. It was evident that the band had found there former skill and had been fine tuning in the studio while recording a new album. It was obvious they were hyped up to be back on the road gaining some face time to get us fans ready for another album. And I couldn't be more excited.
Due to lame friends (haha) and kind of expensive tickets, I went out to the concert by myself. All for the better considering I know one who loves the Crows as much as I do. It was a chance for me to be soley focused on the concert. After sitting through a pretty mediocre 2 and half hours of (unlike the Crows) definently washed up 90's bands Collective Soul and Live, plus breaks, I was more than ready to hear my favorite band rock the house.
On a tour such as this, it was kind of surprising for Adam to walk out and tell the crowd they were going to start out with a new song. But to my relief and utter joy, it was a very good sound. Made me eager to get my hands on the next album, but that will have to wait til November. They played 2 other songs from their upcoming album, both sounding just as good for new songs. Nothing was better than the classic Counting Crows they played though. There were a few songs I was disappointed they did not play last concert, but I got all of them this time, lucky me. The set included Recovering the Satellites, Mr. Jones, Perfect Blue Buildings, Holiday in Spain, and many of their old favorites. But my favorite was, and will always be, his amazing rendition of A Long December.
Adam's performance once again shone through, with his uncanny ability to add to his songs and make them much more than their studio recorded form. He was very personal with his singing and his attachment to the crowd. His voice just captures all the emotion and purpose he intends to have in his songs. He seems to do it with such ease as well.
So as I wait for the next album to drop and the next tour dates to be released, I'll be content listening to what has kept me happy for many years. Here's to hoping I'll never have to stop counting the number of times I see the Counting Crows.
Last time, it was the first tour they had been on in a couple of years, and my excitement brewed almost exclusively from the fact that I was getting my long awaited wish to see the Crows in concert. Beyond that, I didn't know what to expect or what they would sound like after a long lay off. Caught up in the spectacle that was the Crows, it was a great concert.
This most recent concert, however, showed my that the Counting Crows are definently back. Back, and maybe better than ever. It was evident that the band had found there former skill and had been fine tuning in the studio while recording a new album. It was obvious they were hyped up to be back on the road gaining some face time to get us fans ready for another album. And I couldn't be more excited.
Due to lame friends (haha) and kind of expensive tickets, I went out to the concert by myself. All for the better considering I know one who loves the Crows as much as I do. It was a chance for me to be soley focused on the concert. After sitting through a pretty mediocre 2 and half hours of (unlike the Crows) definently washed up 90's bands Collective Soul and Live, plus breaks, I was more than ready to hear my favorite band rock the house.
On a tour such as this, it was kind of surprising for Adam to walk out and tell the crowd they were going to start out with a new song. But to my relief and utter joy, it was a very good sound. Made me eager to get my hands on the next album, but that will have to wait til November. They played 2 other songs from their upcoming album, both sounding just as good for new songs. Nothing was better than the classic Counting Crows they played though. There were a few songs I was disappointed they did not play last concert, but I got all of them this time, lucky me. The set included Recovering the Satellites, Mr. Jones, Perfect Blue Buildings, Holiday in Spain, and many of their old favorites. But my favorite was, and will always be, his amazing rendition of A Long December.
Adam's performance once again shone through, with his uncanny ability to add to his songs and make them much more than their studio recorded form. He was very personal with his singing and his attachment to the crowd. His voice just captures all the emotion and purpose he intends to have in his songs. He seems to do it with such ease as well.
So as I wait for the next album to drop and the next tour dates to be released, I'll be content listening to what has kept me happy for many years. Here's to hoping I'll never have to stop counting the number of times I see the Counting Crows.
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