kades
04 November 2006 @ 07:45 pm
HUMANE SOCIETY  
After my orientation yesterday, I am now an official volunteer at the Savannah - Chatham County Humane Society. Working there is amazing. They are so laid back and relaxed. The director, Nancy, is really easygoing and very understanding, and she seemed thrilled to have us there. The orientation and paperwork took forever, but once I was past that I spent over two hours in the feline department helping out. I certainly need some more experience there. One of the cages is home to a band of "escape artist" kittens, as they like to say, and more than twice I ended up chasing one of their teeny butts down the hall. I was so surprised at how loving all the animals were. You would assume that cats locked up in cages all day would be very antisocial but they were nothing of the sort. In fact, there was one tabby that actually reached out and poked me in the face to get my attention so I would pet her. Overall, it felt amazing to be there. I'm looking forward to next weekend.


( HERE A CAT, THERE A CAT, EVERYWHERE A CAT CAT )


Last night was my dinner-date with Aziz and the crazy freaks I keep locked in my room. He had asked us all out to dinner the night before, so the three of us threw on sexy clothes and eyeliner and went out to Outback with him. We ate an insane amount of food over talk of traveling the world and holiday break. I ate more food than I've had in months. I had no idea I could eat that much. I'm so happy that Aziz finally got his car, it makes traveling to River Street so much easier than before.

We're being so lazy today. Lama has a hangover and I feel like my head hit a brick wall numerous times, probably because of allergies. We're all busy working away on projects and papers and this and that. Breakfast was wonderful, though. We ate outside in the 55 degree weather with muffins and chicken sandwiches and orange-grape juice. Ahhh. Weekends are wonderful things at SCAD.


( A LAZY SATURDAY WITH THE CRAZY GIRLS OF 260 )
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kades
31 October 2006 @ 07:31 pm
This is Halloween!  

Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloweener, kids!

( TROOOOOLLL! TRROOOOLLL IN THE DUNGEOOON! )

Room 260 of Turner House is no longer missing a roommate. The wonderful Lauren moved into our room last Friday and she's pretty much awesome.

Friday I'm volunteering with the cats and kittens at the Savannah Humane Society. Cuuute!
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kades
02 October 2006 @ 05:36 pm
The Flood  

When the power went out in the entirety of Turner House because some gangsta got shot in the 'hood and crashed into our power pole, I considered that a pretty bad incident. I mean, really, spending the whole night without power my second night at college... not exactly a slice of cherry pie in the college sky. College continues to enlighten me, however, on just how much can possibly go haywire and fabulously insane within mere seconds.

Yesterday our dormroom was a temporary lake. OUR ROOM WAS FULL OF WATER.

The entire freaking room was under atleast an inch of water, if not more. Now, don't visualize a few puddles here or there. Don't visualize half the room slightly wet. Visualize someone carrying a hose into their bedroom and letting it run for half an hour. That's about what our dormroom looked like.

I woke up to this Sunday morning. I was sleeping peacefully, minding my own dreams, and then all of a sudden Lama came sprinting out of the bathroom yelling and carrying on and the next thing I knew she was throwing stuff on top of the Dead One's bed as if her life depended on it. I really must admit that it is indeed amazing how quickly our room flooded. The water didn't waste a second, it just sloped straight down towards everything. It's also amazing how much we saved before the water got to it.

We spent over an hour sweeping the waves of water right out the front door and over the balcony, in our PJ's, no less. We had a very avid audience, on BOTH sides of the building, some who occasionally came by and offered mops or took pictures. The maintenance crew took ridiculously long to show up (three hours) and we're now filing an incident report against them through Turner House Council. Oh, and I'll never forget Cody from 160 showing up in the doorway just as it had happened, a look of dawning apprehension on his face as to why water was falling from his ceiling. Rachel (our RA) was an amazing, amazing help and stayed with us basically the entire day helping us clean. When the crew finally did show up, we had to move everything in the room, every single bit of furniture because it was all contaminated with toilet water, so the positive is that we rearranged the entire room. I spent the day covered in "shit water" as we affectionately called it all day long and we refused to even open the bathroom door afterwards for many, many hours.

It's beginning to be very clear that life at SCAD is never anything relatively close to normal. Ever.

Oh, and now I can pass on some valuable college advice for the future: "When life gives you shit-water, mop it up and rearrange your room."
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kades
15 September 2006 @ 02:06 am
NEW IN SAVANNAH  

Welcome to Change. Population: Kades.

In the last four days, I have: moved to another state; become a resident of said state with a new license and a new license plate; moved into dorm-room #260 here at Turner House; met my Bahraini roommate, Lama; celebrated the fact that our third roommate, Kathryn, is dead (it's just a joke, or, at least, we sure as hell hope it is) and not going to show up; been scared shitless; thwapped my roommate in the face with my pillow; threatened to kill my roommate; been threatened to be killed by my roommate (nothing but love); laughed so hard that grape juice came out of my nose; been told by my RA, Rachel, that I am not allowed to turn our dorm-room into a meth lab or be in possession of any kind of explosives ("Well, this school officially blows now," commented the kid behind me), nor are we allowed to have industrial freezers in which to store our dead roommates ("Dude. Where's Tom? Has anyone seen Tom?"); discovered (and viciously battled) our rooms previous tennants: cockroaches of all sizes, shapes, and colors; survived an entire night without power because someone down the street was shot and drove smack into our powerline pole; attended all my new classes; met and introduced myself to all of my professors; missed the bus to Wallin Hall (that would be the building smack dab in the middle of NowhereLand); learned that all the SCAD buses smell like ass, or as someone next to me eloquently described, like "someone vomited inside a rotting melon and then lit it on fire"; learned that all SCAD students turn into freaking monsters when there's sixty of us and only twenty fit on the bus; the smell from the bus follows you into your dorm-room; been annoyed by the fact that the birds serenade the world in the courtyard of Turner at about six in the morning, every morning; been exposed to crazy Arabic music; discovered the sub shop on the first floor is a pretty nice place to grab food; bought more art supplies than I ever imagined I would need; gained six homework assignments; named the baby TV Eduardo; been reading the fifth Harry Potter like a maniac (mmm, nothing makes you feel more normal than reading the woes of emo!CAPSLOCK!Harry); discovered that the wi-fi here is temperamental and does not go to great lengths to accommodate my Macbook); missed the newest episode of Project Runway because of the stupid power outage; fallen in love again with my old Maroon 5 CD; seriously missed my crazy freaks and best friends at home; had charcoal all over my hands for the first time since Figure Drawing at AHS.


( A PEEK INTO OUR DORM ROOM )


Savannah is amazing. It's familiar and foreign and beautiful and terrible all at the same time. Being able to walk to all my class buildings again like I did in Philly has been so very nice. I missed roaming down the streets with my iPod pulsing into my ears. Classes are long, two and a half hours long, but it's bearable considering it allows us to have no class on Fridays. I'm looking forward to turning tomorrow into one giant sleeping session. Mmm. I get comfy and warm just thinking about it. Turner's a pretty hip house, it seems. People are always sitting outside in groups or alone on a bench, furiously typing on their Macbooks.

Being here is unreal. This is college. This is art college. And I'm here, one of the glorious 15% of the students accepted to SCAD this year.
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Current Music: I Won't Go Hollywood - Bleu
 
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