ciao ciao

yesterday i picked up Hannah around 9:30 in the morning from around Ada Boulevard which was really nice. my dad used to take me and Daniel around there for bike rides sometimes, and me and Daniel would go trick or treating on Ada Blvd too. it was a nice drive. so i picked her up, drove to the University and we went to the studio to attack our painful art projects.
Bryan was already there.. he had been there since 7:30, and he was pissed off at his drawing. i think it's safe to say that this art project is probably the toughest so far. i hate those days when we walk into class at 8 in the morning and we see this set up of the most random still life. it's so uninspiring and i get overwhelmed, knowing we're gonna have to draw part of it. and this project is tonal so we start off with a mid-grey charcoaled piece of paper and with vine charcoal and eraser, we have to draw the figures according to their lightest and darkest points, paying most attention to the different values.

anyways, i had class at 12 so i had to leave all my things so i could sit in Philosophy, where i tend to chew my nails more than anything else.

after class, i got my usual cheddar and herb bagel with sundried tomato and i walked back to the studio. there, i assumed my position as slave to the charcoal and easel. i have to say, for having had to start my project over, i got quite a bit done, but i have to go back sometime this weekend and get it to about 80% finished for monday's class.

well Calvin joined me in the studio at about 2 and i set up my laptop so he could do his stuff while i did mine. around 4 we pakced up our stuff and drove to Whyte Avenue where we did our week 3 photoshoot. i'm so happy we continue doing these photoshoots, they really take our minds off stressful things and it's a simple, quick process. they take 45 minutes at most and we have fun and we get to experiment with different locations, different clothes.. it's just another creative outlet for both of us.

i drove him to the bank, and then i drove him home and then i drove myself home.
by the time i got home it was about 6, so i ate leftovers and watched Friends. my parents left the house to go to my Aunt's place so i decided to get high and i saw that Breanna was online so i say
"hey what you doing tonight"
and we chat, and i say
"wanna come over and get high"
so i go pick her up from my old neighbourhood and i drive past my old house and we look into my bedroom window which has a light on in it and there's a person in there and i miss that house so much. Breanna says
"i remember that teeny room you had, you had your bed, the dresser, your desk.. you could barely move in there. and you always re-arranged it.. it was so funny."

yeah, that house was a great house. teeny tiny, but very great.

so anyways, we stop to buy lots of candy and we get to my place and get high.. well, i get high, it was Breanna's first time so i don't know if she did it properly haha. we end up just watching television and we fall asleep watching Running With Scissors.

it was a good, relaxing night with a friend i haven't hung out with in ages.

i drove her home at 9 this morning and here i am contemplating whether i should go to this hall party tonight, or if i should stay in and relax. the latter sounds more satisfying to be honest. i wonder what Calvin's up to tonight..

i'm just happy one tank of gas has lasted me exactly two weeks today.. and i still have 1/4 tank left.