so today was my first day back at uni for the second year. it wasn't so bad. i have tons of books to buy, one is FOURTY TWO POUNDS. i don't care what your currency, that's a whole lotta moolah.
so. design for multimedia, using director, and communications networks, using, um, a lot of information. i really want to learn flash, and director's sort of the big sister of flash apparently, so design for multimedia should be fun. i hope i get to do some web design soon. lord knows i do enough of it.
(don't expect those to work well, by the way)
in other news, i drew a picture of hellboy which rocks. but you don't get to see it yet.
i've been thinking and i want to do some more portraits in my cartoon style, with characters from books and films. i have a great idea for who i want to do next as a step up in detail, should be good if i can do it!
so i start classes tomorrow at university. my timetable isn't as good as my friends' which is a pain, but i'll live.
i just found a bunch of old photos i took years ago on my parents' computer. this is great. there's some bad ones, more bad ones, but some pretty good ones too. i'm going to put them on my DA account :)
although it's great being with my friends again, i'd forgotten how ANNOYING some of them can be. oh well. time to learn to not care about that some more.
i'm headed back to my parents' for food, washing and letting them know i'm not dead. not just yet, anyway.
every once in a while i look at myself in the mirror, and instead of dismissing it as just my reflection, i think "hey, i look okay". there has to be a way of getting that to happen more often. that goes for photos of me too.
more soon.
the lack of sleep and early morning combo is not one i should attempt too often. however, it is the student way.
because it's been a while, here's a picture i drew. i bet you can guess who it is.
swifty: whats up
mike: well.
mike: it is a super long story
mike: aborted night out turned into night in with my flatmates and i playing rocky on the gamecube, with them drinking also
swifty: (nods)
mike: as the night went on they drank more and one, marcus, began playfully slapping the other, gav
swifty: uhoh
mike: this continued until the other flatmates returned, at which point marcus got hyper and ran around the flat
swifty: haha.
mike: my other drunken flatmates were egging him on, spraying beer around the place
mike: and then marcus started attacking gav, hitting him in the face and cutting him
swifty: WHAT
swifty: JESUS
mike: the flat fills with about 15 people who are trying to keep marcus away from gav, and wondering what is going on
swifty: oh my god
mike: i try and talk to gav, who is understandably annoyed that marcus attacked him for no reason, and to marcus, who has calmed down after a while and wants to shake hands with gav
mike: both are very drunk
mike: so things are not going to get sorted out
mike: marcus writes gav a note to apologise, but that isn't enough to gav who felt marcus was like a brother to him, and he is still annoyed
swifty: good lord
mike: marcus then packs a bag of clothes and leaves the flat, running down eight flights of stairs to the ground floor, running out of the building at 3 in the morning
swifty: what!
mike: it's also raining
swifty: good lord
mike: i go to a mutial friend's flat and talk to her, asking if he went there
mike: he did not, and she calls him to find out where he is, making sure not to let on that i have told her what is happening
mike: he doesn't know where he is, he sounds upset, and then he hangs up on her
swifty: oh man
mike: that's pretty much what has happened so far
swifty: that's ridiculous
mike: i know.
mike: nothing like this has happened before
mike: in the whole last year we've been together
swifty: (frown)
mike: yes, there is much of that.
i just bought rocky for the gamecube. this is awesome.