On the bright side, it's a lovely day out

I don't know what's worse, that there's a big gaping hole at the end of my driveway or that I woke up at 12pm with no one else home =S

-JianSeismicRetrofit
(The Midday Loner)

Meet my new project.

This is what's been keeping me busy for the past... 2 weeks or so.

As you can see, it's slowly but steadily getting whipped into shape. I hate myself for always letting it get so bad. I just can't keep it clean.

So it has progressively gotten better. I think this may be as clean as it's gonna get right now since I'll have to move everything out in two weeks anyway. It's gonna be a pain in the ass. I haven't been able to go out since forever because my room hasn't been clean. Ugh.

P.S.

I have no idea where my boyfriend is.

-JianSeismicRetrofit
(The "exhausted from cleaning a tornado-hit bedroom" boyfriend finder)

It's alive! It's aliiiiive!

You know what I just realized this morning? I have a blog! And apparently I haven't written anything for 5 months... I just read the last post I made, talking about getting accepted to CURRY. Well that's long gone. A lot has happened in the last 5 months, it really feels like it's been longer...

So anyway. This blog SUCKS. The choices came down to UPDATE or DELETE aaaand seeing as I don't like to delete things (I can't even bear to part with my dearly neglected myspace and BEBO accounts for God's sake) I guess I'll just revive this thang. Yeh, I said thang. Deal.

Well let's see. What have I been up to? I really don't remember lol. This may take a while since I'm probably gonna have to do some digging to find clues as to what I've been doing.

Okie, so first big thing that happened was actually kinda strange. So looking back at how excited I was with the acceptance letter from Curry, it kinda makes me mad that I didn't get that whole feeling with Wentworth, my first choice college. Allow me to share my letter with you, tell me how you would feel.

From: WIT admissions

"Jian Mei - We have had a chance to review your file very carefully. At this point in time we cannot offer you Admission into the Architecture program..."

You know what, F%$# YOU WIT! It's your loss, you can go ahead and kiss my a-- oh wait. There's more...

"The Admission Committee would like to encourage you to look into a different major. We feel that with your course work you might be a better fit for another major, such as Interior Design, Industrial Design Facilitates, Planning and Management..."

So... I'm not accepted... But I am? I think I'm pissed... But I'm not?

"We do not normally offer students this opportunity, but we feel with your background you would be a good fit for Wentworth. If you are interested in changing your major, you can indicate so by simply e-mailing me back."

So there it is. My 2-in-1 rejection/acceptance letter. It really upset me because I got rejected by the architecture program due to my lame excuse for a grade in pre-calculus (a pre-requisite for arch)... And you know what? I didn't need them to tell me about my incompetency in pre-calc, I can tell myself that no problem. In fact, I was so sure I would fail pre-calc that I had already e-mailed them about a month before I even got this email, asking to change my major to interior design! They pretty much just told me everything I already knew, and instead of saying "CONGRATULATIONS, YOU HAVE BEEN ACCEPTED TO WIT" I get a speech about changing my major WHICH I had already done. No happy jumpy exciting acceptance letter reading, all I got was this lame "pick again" e-mail. And all they got back was an angry email from yours truly saying I already changed my damn major and that they should go back to school and take a class about reading e-mails about changes in majors so that people can get the happy jumpy exciting acceptance letters that they deserve. True story. And by the way, I passed pre-calculus XP

By the skin of my teeth, that is.

So POOP YOU WIT!

Haha, just kidding. I love WIT. It's an adorable school with a cozy campus that's in the most amazing city ever INVENTED. Mhmm. I'm excited to be living there this coming fall and I especially can't wait to explore a city I have already fallen in love with over the summer. I actually also fell in love with the school's design department, so it wasn't just my incompetency in pre-calc that made me switch majors.

OH YEH, I spent a whole week this summer up at WIT for a drawing intensive program. We practically drew everyday from 9-5, in the classroom, at museums and all over the city.

I met some amazing people whom I spent every night in the city with. I even met my first drunk guy after a Red Sox game in the subway lol. One of the most memorable moments of the week was when we decided to take the T over to Harvard square. As soon as we got off, everyone except me went nuts looking for a bathroom (I was smart and went before we left the dorm ;D). It kinda got ridiculous because we ran into so many buildings that by the end of it I barely knew where we were. I guess we ended up running into a random high-class hotel to use their bathroom. Lovely. But that's not the part I loved.

After operation urinal, our group of about 7 or 8 guys and gals decided to grab some ice cream at the JP Licks in front of Harvard. There's 2 other branches that I know of, one on Newbury St and the other about 5 minutes up the street from our dorms lol. So we got our ice cream and sat outside at the chairs and tables. There was a man with dreads playing the guitar. We swayed to his beat while eating our ice cream. I got coffee w/ oreo chunks. YUM. The man, whose name we learned was Frankie J, asked us where we were from and we all said we were incoming freshmen from all over the East Coast. He then told us that he noticed how we moved to his music and it made him feel our free-spirited energy. Or something like that lol. He was a fun, chill guy. I then asked him if he could play us a love song! He played a reggae song called "So Royal" which was adorable and amazing in so many ways. We all got up and danced in all sorts of alternative and eccentric to the mellowness of Frankie J. Oh, this was at about 11:30pm by the way, so people walking past Harvard stopped to watch us for a bit. The atmosphere was so comfortable and warm, I didn't want the night to end. But sadly, we had class the next day so we had to leave after Frankie J's next song dedicated to organic marijuana. All in all, it was a fantastic week. Great people + amazing city = a wonderful start to what will be the best 4 years of my life. Take THAT, high school.

Speaking of which, what else have I been up to??

Why, I graduated, silly. No more high school. And while everyone else in my class blubbered and bawled over the fact that they won't be seeing the same old people in the same old building EVER AGAIN, I said PEACE and jetted.

My appropriately decorated graduation cap

You have no clue. I rejoiced over the idea of never returning again. I looked forward to it! Loved it. I threw it in the air and ROLLED in it. I hated high school. Don't ask me why, I couldn't tell you. I just never really got that into it. All I know is that I'm glad its over and that I'm already excited for college.

Wow, I've been writing this post for almost 2 hours. I think this is where I'll end my revival post. Or, part one if my revival post, at least.

-JianSeismicRetrofit
(The returning blogger)