the homeless gallery

so my beloved mac... is being funked up... and not in a good way...
they're giving the art/art hist. dept. the ax... and then like.. meshing cultural stud./theatre film/english and i think one more into one big department... i'm not happy....there were a couple of protests on thursday...(i was up at the crack of dawn to see problem child, ashleigh's play for the director's series) so on my way home i noticed the student centre lined w/ kids holding art works... and who else should be there... but dr. mcqueen! so they're the studio art kids who were holding their art works and calling themselves the homeless gallery... proffi then said that it can be seen as offensive to the homeless.. and i said, unless you spin it around and say: if we don't have a proper space for our creative outlets and our art, then we become spiritually homeless...(and later thought to add that art is the extension of the artist, hence adding to the spiritual homelessness...) mcqueen had to leave for class and i took over... holding katie's work... it was pretty neat...(it was a giant watermelon)
i later signed some petitions... and read some pamphletes and educated myself... and went on w/ my day....
today we had our next to last show... after which i went out w/ bridget and amanda... bridget had been drinking all day... and we did some kareoke...spilled some drinks...ate some greasy fries... good times... and now the boy's coming over... we're going to make a brocolli/chicken pasta dish.. hazza..
on a final note, uncle popcorn emailed me! hazza! we're friends again... (disagreeing friends, but friends nontheless!) i am finally at peace...b/c i hate fighting w/ friends...it bugs me... so popcorn, if you're reading this... yay for us being friends again!
ok... i'm off... (ps. i converted another one to gg!!!)
random quote: you think i don't feel anything b/c i'm stupid? well fuck you! b/c i feel smthing, i feel everything and i can't watch you die!