I went to CCA today. In the morning I visited my friend Karen Olsen-Dunn, an old studio mate from Oakdale. She’s in the MFA program there now and went through the same BFA program I am entering into. She gave me her seasoned student advice and it was great to just have someone to talk to about classes. I went back in the afternoon to meet with my admissions councelor but it was a little premature. They are doing a review of my transcripts to give me an idea of what I still need to take and it wasn’t done yet. Plus I’m so hyper about starting there that i probably just seemed like a big hyperactive freak. Oh well. Welcome to my world.
Last night Mod went to an Astronomy lecture with me. Can you believe it? I am still stunned that she said yes and even more stunned that she had a good time. The lecture was about how stars and galaxies are made. Pretty interesting. Pretty inspiring at some points, painful in others. Like a great deal of the lecture felt a whole lot like sitting in Astronomy class, which would have been fine, except that I’m supposed to be on spring break. I didn’t exactly feel very “girls gone wild” sitting there amongst all the old men with spiral galaxy comb overs and nasa branded sleevless fleece vests.
After the lecture we grabbed a snack at the Lucky Penny. I really love that damn place. I’m always trying to get Tom to go there, but I understand, it’s kinda scarey. I don’t think I’d ever been there sober until last night. I had a big green salad and I was in heaven. There is something fantastic about a simple iceberg lettuce salad with diner blue cheese dressing. So ridiculously good. They made Mod’s hashbrowns just how she likes them and we had a great girl chat. I almost feel like a normal girl these days. I got to hang out with Shelley last week and Mod this week. I wonder if I’ll make new friends in my new school. I wonder if tom will buy me an outfit for my first day of school. I hope the other kids like me.
God, I just got this flashback from junior high. First day of school, I wore my KMart Kangaroo sneakers with the velcro fasteners. I was the laughing stock of the 7th grade. Unless you wore clothes from Espirit and had atleast 4 pairs Dove shorts, you were a freak of nature. Me, I was a freak. Remember those shorts? Purple on one half, white on the other, made out of that weird lycra material, with the dove logo in the corner? And way too short for a young lady to be wearing to school. Ah the 80s, half shirts, capri pants, ruffled shirts, dangly earings, mocassins, adam ant, cindy lauper. Oh man, remember OP shorts and vans topsiders? I always had to get the generic brands. I dreamed of having brand name stuff. Or do you remember the weird jelly shoes that made your feel all sweaty? How did I get on this tangent? Back to work!