Art Angst and Awkward Encounters

It's that time of the week again...

'Sup guys, Juliet again! Here's the latest report:

First: Pretty trees! 

So last week was actually technically one of my busiest weeks of the semester, since I had 2 tests, 1 quiz and one paper, all on the same week. So this week is much more relaxing in comparison; the calm after the storm.

Anyway, I had to do a watercolor painting with complimentary colors for my art class on Monday. So I worked all Sunday on trying to get it done before class the next day. I had originally started it last Thursday, spending over 3 hours on it, before realizing that I was using the wrong type of paper. NOOO!!! So I emailed my professor about it, asking if it was okay if it wasn't the correct paper.

Come Sunday, still radio silence. So I frantically (and sadly) restarted the whole thing from scratch, spending over 8 hours straight on Sunday trying to get it right. Finally, at 11:30pm, the police came to kick me out, saying that it was past closing. So I had to frantically run around and gather my things. But the policeman was really nice, and even offered me a ride back to the dorm. All the policemen here are really nice here; not sure why. Not that I'm complaining.

Sunday night, upon the completion of my piece, I received an email from my professor, saying that it was okay if I used the wrong paper, see you on Monday.

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Anyway, here is the fruit of my labor. What do you guys think? I'll know my grade probably by next week, along with the grade for my other piece, in charcoal.

In other news, I had a funny/awkward encounter the other night. To set the scene: It was about midnight on a Thursday night when I attempted to throw away an empty chip bag, when I realized, to my dismay, that the trash can was stubbornly refusing to ingest the bag, so full of other food wrappers that it immediately ejected the bag upon its entrance, leaving me with a mess. So it was with a heavy heart that I finally accepted that it was time, at last, to empty my trash can.

Since I was studying with music coming from my phone at the time, I decided to take my phone with me, music still playing, as I took out the trash and recycling (might as well recycle while already abandoning the warmth of my dorm room). So I walked out into the hallway and into the common room (where the trash cans are located), in high spirits because a good song had just come on.

It turns out that I walked into an awkward scene. This couple, a guy and a girl, were apparently in the middle of a serious conversation when I walked in. As I got closer, the guy suddenly pulled the girl towards him, and they started making out.

Well, I came here with a task to do, so I continued on my path to the trash cans and started to sort through my trash. Besides, the other trash cans were so far away!

Upon realizing my presence, the couple broke away hastily, looking right at me. The guy started to glare at me with the intensity of a laser beam. But I would not be intimidated, darn it. It's called a COMMON room, the room of all the COMMON people in the hall. If you want privacy, go to your own dorm. So I calmly sorted through my trash while the guy continued to glare. I was not bothered at all; I had good music, and cardboard and plastics to sort! So I simply continued with my task, enjoying my music, finally leaving when my task was complete.

Another thing: If you want romance, I would choose a different location then next to the trash cans. Just saying: Week old pizza and rotten bananas does not seem like the ideal place to impress a girl, but maybe that's just me.

When I returned, my roommate said "Wow, you've got guts, Juliet!" I don't consider myself to be very bold, but I do intend to finish a task when I start it. Plus, it was very funny; it's hard for a guy to look intimidating when his hair is all messed up from his make-out session ;)

More art angst: Yesterday, we had to draw curtains with charcoal and pastels. While everyone else got started right away, I first sat down and just stared at the curtains, trying to find the perfect composition for my drawing. My art professor came by, and asked "Are you okay, honey?", just because I had been staring at curtains for over 2 minutes. Sheesh! Good art takes time, you know, and I need time to properly visualize my future masterpiece. I'm only slightly insane.

Also: In my art class, there are about 11 girls, and exactly one boy. Truth to be told, he is probably the only one in the class without any previous art instruction. But I admire his spirit: It's not easy being the only guy.

But anyway, most of the girls in my class have boyfriends, apparently. So whenever they go to the art studio to work on their piece for 4+ hours, their boyfriends tag along, and just sit at the table across the room, waiting for them. While this may seem sweet, the annoying thing is that the boyfriends accumulate, thus forming this boyfriend "club" in the corner, chatting amongst themselves. It reminds me of a parents' corner during little kid parties.

This is annoying for me, because:
a) the art studio is crowded enough already, and
b) I like working on art in quiet.

Seriously, why do they wait all day for their girlfriends? Don't they have anything better to do than to just sit there for over four hours? Go do homework, or study, or something. It's not like they get to talk with their girlfriends; they just it on opposite ends of the room, waiting for them to be finished. So yeah, it's sweet but a tad annoying.

Creepy Charlie update: Nothing much, just seeing him around occasionally. The other day, on the way out of the cafeteria, I crossed paths with him. We didn't really make eye contact, so I wasn't really sure it was him; all I knew was that I was grateful that I was leaving when he was just entering. When I turned back to see if it really was him, I was met with him also turning back, looking straight back at me. Our eyes met. This was very awkward, so we both turned away hastily. Well, okay.

Also, I downloaded Subway Surfers (remember, with Esti?) onto my phone last week. For some reason its a lot easier for me now. I played a single run for over an hour, and got the #1 highest score in the United States!! Diamond ribbon! I included a picture to document this proud moment. I competed against complete strangers who spend all their time playing phone games, and won!! HAHA!!! This goes under one of my life's proudest moments :)

Hope all is well with you guys, see you in the next installment!
~Juliet :)

P.S. Tirtza, I watched Akagami no Shirayukihime, if you didn't already know. Love it! But I keep on wishing that the castle will catch fire or a war will start, so that we can get some more action. Oh well.