Diane’s World

Update. I forgot to call my parents. I was gonna call every Sunday, but today I forgot. I’m sorry.

Well… mom did call me 3 times on Saturday. I think she loves me.

All that to say, this post is to make up for not calling.

Weekend was good. On friday Laura and I had Joel W, Sam Z, Andrew T., and David E over for food and games. I played yet another butt-kicking game of Trivial Pursuit. Laura and I versus the boys. I know, what are the odds?

I’ve been winning that game a lot recently. I find it rather trivial that I am good at that game, yet am not usually considered a smart person except sometimes by my parents…  and I have a feeling that might be sarcastic.
So I call it pure luck.

Here are some pictures of the night. None of them are any good, so I apologize for that.

This is my roommate looking adorable as always, even though she is dying from a disasterous cold. Poor Laura.

Me and the roomie. (LAURA! I’m still tanner than you!)

The boys playing with the game my brother gave me. Muwahah. It shocks people.

Yes. How the board looked when Laura and I answered the winning question. Notice they have only 3 pieces. (I am so mean. I should stop talking… pride always comes before the fall. Really, I’m not smart. I guess we just got easy questions…)

Anyways - I don’t even remember what happened Saturday. Oh yeah!

- I put up a fake hockey website for the time being

- Shot a roll of film on Laura’s nude hand (yes, Laura is now a genuine nude hand model)
- Developed previously mentioned film

- Read advertising chapter

- Wrote an esay about why I dislike Cubism

… and then I hung out with Branden K, Laura, Kim D, and Dave S.. We played an interesting game called I.D. - the identity game.
Unfortunately, I did all my homework on Saturday. Which left nothing for me to do on Sunday. So I ended up doing the most pathetic thing imaginable. So pathetic, I’m not even going to tell you. Honestly, think of the most wasteful way to spend an afternoon, and that’s what most of my roommates did all day. And no, it’s not even sleeping.

Yes, I feel guilty.

I found out what is wrong with men!!! I don’t want to say too much because… well many of my readers don’t care.

The root of the problem is this: Guys are great… until you get to know them. And then you either get bored of them, or are in complete shock that any woman in her right mind would want to marry one of them. It’s gonna have to take a pretty special guy to convince me to get married.

But then again… I usually make generalizations like these and then regret saying them even hours later. I dunno. I often worry about being too picky. But isn’t it ok to be picky if you have to spend the rest of your life with that person?

Men make me grumpy. Stop it.

Sneak preview of my next painting project:

The artist is a German Expressionist named Otto Freundlich. (Ok, so he’s kind of French as well, but I’ll ignore that.) The point of this assigment is to learn how to copy colors. If you haven’t noticed, there are a lot of colors in this painting. A lot. Even all the blacks aren’t the same color. In fact, I don’t think that any of the colors in this piece are the same.

Shoot.

I’m gonna be needing time. Lots of time. I have three weeks to finish it.
I chose this painting because I’m becoming very found of German Expressionism (Dad, the German film “Nasferatu” came out of this movement). “Die Blaue Reiter” (with Kandinsky) genre especially caught my eye. And Laura thought it looked cool as well. And my art prof said that the painting style will suit me well.

ok, Laura’s spreading lies about  me. Meanie.  Must go stop her.