Finally back to drawing. It’s been a rough few weeks with my girlfriend on the west coast, so I decided to draw about what I feel. I suppose that’s what art is about, right?
It’s painful learning that *hug* just isn’t the same as the real thing.
So. In an attempt to keep myself occupied today during layovers and waiting in the airport, I’ll write about my graduation.
Why not, right?
So, I graduated… again. Of course, in true style, I still am not actually done with my grad degree. I still have a couple independent studies ahead of me and my capstone project. Alas this is nothing new, as I also “graduated” my undergrad degree early as well.
Anyway, I hate graduations. Why? Let me count the ways:
Saying goodbye is never fun. A friend of mine wrote a note in facebook, asking the question: “Who would willingly spend several years of their life building a new group of friends and family in a place far away from home, and then at the end of those years, leave?” It’s a good question. I know the chances of seeing a lot of the people I saw every day ever again is quite low. Now it’s easier than ever to keep in touch, but like my old roommate, sometimes communication completely breaks down. It’s a damn shame, but it’s apart of life.
Moving sucks. Lets put that out there right now. In the past 2 years, I’ve moved six times. Six. Friggin. Times. Moving gives you some time to be nostalgic, going through the stuff in your life as you pack it all up. This time while packing up, I was remembering the parties and fun that had happened at the apartment… something that will not likely occur again to the same scope or scale. Oh well.
Now, I know we are supposed to think about our futures before we are walking across the stage for graduation, but once you shake the hands - its official (almost), you have to get a real job. I know in the fall I will be going back to StormFrog, but it’s always scary thinking about where you want to end up. Do I really want to be a code monkey all my life? Do I want to become more ‘business-y’ even if it means more money? Do I still want to end up in Boston? Who knows.
Well. Flight is about ready to board. Maybe I’ll write more or draw a comic on a layover.
So, some people get all hyped up about Valentines day… other people don’t.
This comic is for the database geek that got all excited and swept up, and then realized the truth. Yes, I used most of the art for the last one, but give me a break! Finals are coming up!
Sometimes it just isn’t there. If it’s only there around February 14th… maybe it isn’t real :-P
In anticipation of Valentines Day. I figured I would draw a comic, where a geek professes his love.
In summation:
for (int i=0; i<ways.length; i++) {
print("I love thee, " + ways[i]);
}
Have a great Valentines day!
I got home from Buffalo Wild Wings tonight in an, amused mood, to say the least. Sure, I was a little tipsy from the beer, and sure, it was past 2am and I was beginning to get a little lethargic. However, something interesting happened tonight… I finally got up the courage to talk to a waitress I had a class with years ago. Don’t shun me yet, I really am not that creepy. I told her she looked familiar, she replied that I looked familiar as well, and we eventually struck up conversation about it. Yes, I knew exactly how I knew her, but I couldn’t come out and say it - that would be … awkward - but I was able to maintain nice chatting for a while. By the end of the night, we had determined that it was the class that we were in together. Ok cool. Not much of a story though right? Right.
Yes, I facebooked the waitress, and her status was engaged (I was a bit sad, but whatever). However, Discussion about tonight sparked an interesting conversation with a friend. My friend is a great guy, but he is jaded. He says it is just real life that caused him to be this way, but he brought up a good point.
Girls today aren’t what girls were when we were growing up.
Well, of course there is normal cultural change, but, my friend argues that most women are (paraphrasing) loose, crazy, cheaters, bitches, unwilling to have true relationships, self-serving, slutty, (and he goes on..). Well, I wasn’t quite ready to swallow that. I have lots of female friends that don’t fall into any of those categories.
Well. Several.
Ok, Ok… a couple.
I am not kidding. I tried to think about all the girls I am friends with… and to be honest I can count on my hand the ones that do not fit into ANY of those categories, or haven’t since I’ve known them. Why is this?
I have decided, it is time to reinvent myself. No, I am not going to be any different then my friends know me. In fact, I will be more like me than ever before. I am just going to make sure I stay that way.
Goals
It’s been a long time coming, but maybe this will be what I need to do to get me out of my recent funk. I will force myself to work out every day. If I can’t get to the gym (since I usually can’t), I will at very least do push-ups or sit-ups when I wake up. I will start wearing cologne more. I will dress so I look good, every day I can.
I will not be afraid to blow it around a pretty girl, I will act myself, if I crash and burn… so be it. It never bothered me before RIT, why should it bother me now?
Most importantly, I will be myself. I always put up a slightly different facade around different people… it is time to tear that down.
This moment marks the start of my reinvention. My reinvention, to the way I used to be.
So, it’s Thanksgiving, and I have been pondering what to write about. I was going to write about the nice dinner that I had with my family (and extended friends of family), but I decided that it wouldn’t really be that interesting. So, I was going to draw a comic (I haven’t had much time to play with my Wacom), but I still can’t draw, and I don’t really even have a good idea.
Well, even though I have sent and received 57 text messages today (as of right now at least), someone just text messaged me with something to write about. I was just talking about how it is kind of a bummer being single for holidays, and I was being cute about how i missed having someone to cuddle up with for them.
You are the biggest dork ever Dave haha seriously I don’t know why you haven’t found a girl yet haha
Well. This text really did make me smile. It was sent from a good friend of mine, and last year around this time I kinda had a crush on her - and we spent most of Christmas text messaging each other back and forth (lets just say, that is the reason I have a very high text limit plan now, heh). It never really panned out to us having a relationship or anything, but that is fine since we are pretty good friends now. She does seem to put a smile on my face sometimes with a good message.
It’s messages like those that give me hope that I won’t be single forever. I find it very difficult for myself to be single. I grew up in relationships, and I like being in them. Having been so close to becoming engaged, it is a strange feeling when you don’t have someone to spend your holidays with outside of your family. After a year and a half of being single for holidays, I don’t get as sad about it anymore, but I still miss it. Here’s to hoping my ‘biggest dork’-iness pays off in the end :).
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
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