Ok, So the Semester Went Alright.

I guess I just had a freak out during the last week of classes/exams. Things went pretty well. I have As in both of my studio classes and also in my project class, and Bs in my English and Art History classes.
English was supposed to be an A, but the exam was so super hard. The class was pretty much a joke the whole semester and then he hits us with this super rough exam. Dang Dr.Josh, what the heck?! And then for Art History I actually read the textbook and got a lower score than two of our other exams. Dang Mike Panbehchi, what the heck?!
In any case, I believe that I still have a crack at the Honors college, which I'll apply to over winter break. This will be cool because if I get in I can take extra classes and have access to scholarships and what not. I could even live in an old hospital turned dormitory. Julie tells me that there are still the morgue freezer doors in the basement, but I don't know...

Today I checked my mail and saw that my aunt Peggy had sent me a package! Holiday cookies! Yay! She usually sends me boxes of chocolate chip cookies, but this time they were to celebrate the birth of Jesus! What super Jesus cookies! And no suitemates to share them with...hahahahhahHAHAHAHHAHAHAH. ha.

Portrait. check!

It's done! almost, that is. I still want to add a lil bit to the background, but other than that.....
Ta da! it's me. Can you tell?

Super Shafer Memories from Saturday

Shafer is the cafeteria at VCU. It's semi-super. There are lots of food stations and stuff. Saturday was a notable shafer day.

First of all, I made the most perfect looking hot chocolate! It was so nice. and pretty.

It was taaaaaaaasteeeeee.


Here's a super Hannah Julie hug. Maw! They're so cute.


Julie also made Arica guess what one of Julie's art supplies was. It was a clip. And Arica guessed correctly, for those of you who were sitting on the edge of your seats, biting your nails, wondering if she would prevail in this difficult trial.


That was about it. Maybe the not-superness of this will construe the point that shafer is usually not so super. Except that last night was midnight breakfast, which was simply amazing. but that only happens twice a year, I think.

Raaaaargh! Exam Week. It Started Yesterday.

Yesterday Melissa and I spent from 6-11 at bowe st. (it never closes, you just can't re-enter after 12 or before 7, but feel free to stay all night). Today however, we spent 12 hours at bowe. From 10-10 (give or take). But we got a lot done. We've covered most of our lady except for one arm, her upper shoulder area, and her head. She's not very photogenic (because the ribbon we used to cover her makes a glare and the tulle in between the cracks of ribbon is sheer.) but here are some pictures:


This was taken before we finished her arm. I swear, the ribbon looks less thrown-on in real life. It's quite beautiful actually.



A close up of the back. In between the cracks of ribbon there are fluffs of tulle coming out from inside.



Close up of tulle puff.



Here's Melissa gluing on some ribbon.



Me, far too excited (read: catatonic) about cutting ribbon.




This is my friend Catelyn wearing some wonderful glasses.



This is my unfinished self portrait that I'm working on for Bob's final.



A detail of portrait. He better like it. Flat Shapes.

Above is the actual picture for my portrait.

What is This Mysterious Substance?

Verve. It's infiltrated our dorm. And none of us know exactly what it is or why there's so much of it.

Hannah was the recipient of two large cases of "Verve" yesterday. She handed them out and we all took sips. Sugar free version: so super gross. Sugared version: still pretty gross.

All of us are confused as to why Hannah has so much of this around. She says that she is going to promote it. How she's doing this is unknown to us. You have to buy the verve, then you give it to people, but then in order to get money back, the people that are given the verve have to also buy verve. Hannah says she went to a meeting about it and is still confused.
Hannah's father has recruited her for this business ordeal, and also supplied the verve.

My personal theory: Mr.Hannah's dad and Hannah are not so innocent. Mr has invented a drink that is extremely hypnotizing and weak-will inducing. Hannah, having consumed Verve while at home over thanksgiving (and now experiencing a verve-induced zombie trance) has been given the task of turning all of us (her suite mates) into Verve zombies too! Her father in his actual identity has an eye patch, leather gloves, and a fluffy Persian cat. He and Hannah sit in a room full of televisions watching as the Verve spreads through cliques, laughing manically the whole time.

Mr. Hannah's dad: MWAH HAHAHHAHAHAH KAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAH
Hannah: TWIITTTTTWITTTTLE KEEEEE HEEEEEKLLLLEEEEELLEEP.
Mr. Hannah's dad: that's enough out of you.
Hannah: MRAAAA-
Mr. Hannah's dad: -no. stop.


Sorry Hannah, but I know what you're up to. And for your information, I won't be drinking Verve anymore, even if it does have 9 avocados worth of Vitamin E. Oh...but my skin would look so nice...NO! I must not fall into it's vervy trap!

Meh

My teacher was not pleased with my purse.

The Purse is Done!

Huzzah! I've finished the little jeans purse. Pictures:

Closed Jeans purse. Note Wrangler jeans button and button loop from belt.



Open jeans purse. Note Wrangler tag, zipper, and pocket.


I hope my teacher is pleased.

Who Knew That This Exam Stuff Would Be So Taxing?

So. Exams. Currently stressing me out a little.

Tonight:
Make a purse out of jeans for Fashion class tomorrow.

Tomorrow:
Turn in Purse, Go to interest meeting for honors college.

Saturday-Sunday:
Work on self portrait for Bob's final, work on ballerina with Melissa for Matt's final.

Monday:
Space Research exam

Tuesday:
Drawing Exam

Wednesday:
Study for Art History and English exams

Thursday:
Art History Exam at 9 am, English exam at 4pm.

sigh. now I'll stop procrastinating via blog.

Wood Shop Pt. II

Question: Can you call it a day without spending 12 hours in the wood shop?
Answer: No, no you can't.

Did we make progress on Ms.Dancer? Yes, we did. She's got a head and one full leg (no foot yet though).

Sigh, due Monday, more wood shop time tomorrow before drawing.

The Mysterious "Free Poster" Poster

So, recently the Afo building (along with some residential halls) have been atwitter wondering what the purpose of the "FREE POSTER" is. Actually, it may just be me wondering this. Anyhow, this poster (the size of a regular normal yellow piece of computer paper) has been posted up many times all over the Afo building (or Bowe st. as we call it). I'm wondering if this is some type of social experiment about whether or not the people who see this will take it.

All in all, it looked pretty cool, so I took one. Seeing as it was free and all...

Drawing Class: a Super Class

In addition to taking Space Research I am also taking Drawing studio. My teacher is Bob Foster, and he is swell:
We threw a surprise birthday party for him sometime in November. Below: cake and our paintings (don't ask why we're painting in a drawing class, Bob Foster does whatever the heck he wants). P.S. the painting of the green bowl in the bottom right is my painting.
Here's a taste of what we usually do in class (nude drawings):


Lady from behind


Lady from the front


Lady from the side



Lady from behind



Larry from behind (he is an older fellow who resembles someone beautiful)


Lady from the side



Ken from behind (we never know the female's names, but we students are on a first name basis with Ken and Larry)


Here is an illustration that we had to make. Not nude, obviously. It's me being "distracted."

My Vist Home for Thanksgiving

I know this is a little late, but here's a little about my Thanksgiving visit. (mostly pictures of the siblings).

Below we see Benjamin in his natural habitat: jumping on my bed. He always tries to grab my paper cranes off of my ceiling. Here's Emilee, helping my mom vacuum. Note her nicely planned outfit: dress with snow boots. She's on the cutting edge of fashion.
When she noticed me taking pictures of her she demanded that I hand her the camera.
The next day she sat on a little bench and looked cute.

Benjamin got in a picture with Spiderman.
Emilee dressed up as her super hero alter ego: Winter-hat-scarf-caped-cellphone girl. Mom's legs also made an appearance.
Then Ben and Emmers watched a movie together. What little siblings.
Being home was nice. My mom and I went to Shannon Farm for thanksgiving and ate dinner with our friends. Afterward there was a talent show (or a sharing stage, as the hippies dubbed it) but I went to see Greg after dinner.

On Friday my mom and I went to see Twilight (since we're both big Twilight fans). It was a super time, vampires always lift our spirits.

Yay pilgrims!

A Very Merry Dorm Christmas to You! Oh What's That? It's Only December 1st?

About sometime ago some of my suite mates and I decided to do a secret santa. All of us were very good about this and purchased our gifts without telling anyone who they were for. Since we've swapped gifts already I can share that my secret santa giver and receiver was Hannah. Here's a recap:
After decorating the little bitsy cute tree, we posed in front of it. From the left: Me, Hannah, Sarah, Arica (standing) and Julie (who doesn't actually live with us, but we still like her and put her name on our door.) Grayson took the picture, of course.

Then we started with the gift giving. Hannah made me a sweet snowflake holiday christmas thing. It made me wink.She gifted me a blue hoodie that has full furry lining. Not just the sleeves, not just the body, not just the hood, but all of it! I was so happy.
Next Sarah gave Arica a cookbook, which Arica was thrilled (or maybe frightened?) about. Sarah's gift was from Julie. Julie is obsessed with those penguins, hence the gift bag.

The gift was some nice beady necklaces, and a very dramatic golden tree hat! Just kidding, the tree hat is a decoration, I believe.Hannah then received her gift. I made her a card of a menorah with christmas tree lights (she's one of those hybrids). She enjoyed it.
Here she is smirking at the fact that I gave her forgetful postit notes. She "will make lot's of lists."
I also gave her a little journal with owls on it (owls are to her what penguins are to Julie).
Arica then gave her gift to Julie. It was wrapped in Chinese food menus, maybe because Julie is half Chinese, but I'd like to think that Arica is better than that (please, note the playful jest in my tone).
The gift was fancy chai tea and a loose-leaf tea steeper. Super nice.
Then Arica, being her momly self, told us to "get in bed now, or you won't get anything but coal for christmas." We all started for our beds, but remembering that she is, infact, not our mother, we continued to hang around.
And what a jolly (read: early) christmas it was!