I'll be honest, I don't like looking for an address. I like to see a giant sign that points me into the right direction. Hollywood had the right idea, although it's unattainable.
Today, I tried to drive to Michael's... instead of it being a 20 minute trip tops, I accidentally turned around, drove right past, and entered the NY Thruway.
Yeah.
The highway doesn't scare me. Getting off in Airmont and having to restart my journey is the scary part.
35 minutes later, I finally get the directions right, almost crashed once and then found a parking spot right next to the store. I get out, go in, find the aisle, and...
Not a clue what I'm doing. Although, this 54 year old woman seems to be having the same problem, so I start to talk to her.
She's getting most or all of the same supplies that I need, and she even pointed out a coupon from the Sunday paper that I completely forgot about.
All things happen for a reason.
Turns out her daughter was the one sending her to fill her shopping list. So I had to asked, "Is she going for Architecture?"
"No. She's in Fine Arts."
That was interesting. Just noticing, but I seem to have the same classes as an art student...
IT'S A DREAM COME TRUE!!!
Kind of. As a kid I really wanted to become a comic book artist. I outgrew that, learning that it's not what you know, but who you know in the business. I don't know Stan Lee, therefore, I have no chance.
One day I'll meet him. You'll see, dear reader!
~ArchiTalmud
Not sure what the title has to do with anything, maybe I'll figure that out later.
Well, anyway, I've spent a large amount of my time researching many things. School is starting in one week and I'm still working on getting everything on the list of supplies done.
Quick question: Did we need this many supplies when we were in Kindergarten?
Probably not. I guess with age comes more responsibility-- DARN IT! I wish I could have super powers instead! Along with the responsibilities of an adult comes a job (if you're mature enough), and with that the long anticipated paycheck that the government takes a big bite out of and then your parents who ask for rent (that's why they're called Pa-RENTS), and finally Architecture school wants you to use whatever pennies you have left to buy charcoal.
BUT I'VE BEEN A GOOD KID ALL YEAR, SANTA!!
I'm pretty good with a pencil, pen, and Crayola marker. But it's probably time to trade up for brand name products that aren't fruit-scented or edible for children.
HONESTY TIME!
I really wish I was still a kid- about 16 years old would be fine- the perfect time without responsibilities or cares or wondering if you should tell the girl-of-your-dreams that you're starting to see someone else in real life... That would be a nightmare.
At this point, from the many things I'm trying to figure out, how to use some of these new 'toys' is going to be my biggest problem after trying to survive the first month of school that coincides with the High Jewish Holidays of the season.
Over time this blog will progress and I'll be adding stories from school... Stay tuned, dear reader.
~ArchiTalmud
