Hello my lovingly loyal listeners of lore!
I'm home. American soil dirties my shoes once more. IHOP fills my belly and tejano music finds its way into my ears. My steering wheel has never felt better and even the mall is slightly exciting.
And for some reason I can't get happy about anything. Be it jetlag or complete lack of energy, I just feel like a bag of sand, completely unemotional about everything. I should be sad to have left my home of 3 months, but I'm not really. I should be gloriously happy to be home and see everyone, but my enthusiasm seems to wither before even taking root. I'm confused half the time and exhausted the other half.
I miss my friends in Italy. I miss my friends in College Station. I miss the hills of Tuscany. I don't really miss the scenery in Texas that much...
I think it's just the readjustment phase I suppose. Not really much I can do about it. I think that maybe I should keep in touch with all the people I've come to love so much from Italy. That way we can all go through it together instead of by ourselves.
I don't know how much more blogging there's gonna be on here. I guess I can just continue it... I'll think of something.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Friday, December 01, 2006
Another Update
Sorry for the delay gang, life is a little hectic as of late.
Classes are just about done, we had our final presentation in studio yesterday, which didn't go really that great. It wasn't a single person's fault, it just happened that way. We were all exhausted and sick of the project, and of each other, and just wanted to be done. My movie went over alright, but it could have been much better. I think the major problem with our group was the size. 13 people is a lot to get organized.
Other than that, life is good. I'm off to see Muse in concert tonight in Rome, although I've just been informed that there could be a transportation strike, which will make everything interesting. Then tomorrow evening we have an exhibit thing showcasing all of our work over the semester. My stonecarving thing is sure to be the big winner... I think.
It's been foggy for the past week or so. And by "foggy" I mean that you can see about 100 feet in front of you and nothing else. And it lasts all day too, not just mornings. I completely love it, but everyone else was a little spooked I think. It is a bit eerie walking around in it. Things just emerge and dissapear without warning. Makes for some interesting pictures though.
My friends are all ready to go home, but I don't really know if I want to leave them yet. I know that I'll see all of them next semester, but it won't be the same as over here. In College Station, we're students in the same class. In Italy, we're a family. And we'll never have that again. Sure we'll have our Italy reunions and whatnot, but there is never going to be a time where we wake up together, eat together, and work together again. It's going to be weird.
Thankfully my studio next semester should be great. There are a few people that I've just got to know recently that are going to be in there with me, so it'll be awesome to continue that next year.
I leave next Wednesday, in the middle of the night, and I have no idea when I get home. I know we worked it out to be about 24 hours of travel. Awesome. Oh well, it'll just add another page to the experience.
Sorry I kinda dropped off writing in here after Fall Break. A lot of things were happening and I started writing them all down in my journal, a much more personal, and private, version of this. Most of it should stay in there, but I might type it out one day. Anyway, I'll see a lot of you soon, and get home to this freezing weather I keep hearing about.
DAN
Classes are just about done, we had our final presentation in studio yesterday, which didn't go really that great. It wasn't a single person's fault, it just happened that way. We were all exhausted and sick of the project, and of each other, and just wanted to be done. My movie went over alright, but it could have been much better. I think the major problem with our group was the size. 13 people is a lot to get organized.
Other than that, life is good. I'm off to see Muse in concert tonight in Rome, although I've just been informed that there could be a transportation strike, which will make everything interesting. Then tomorrow evening we have an exhibit thing showcasing all of our work over the semester. My stonecarving thing is sure to be the big winner... I think.
It's been foggy for the past week or so. And by "foggy" I mean that you can see about 100 feet in front of you and nothing else. And it lasts all day too, not just mornings. I completely love it, but everyone else was a little spooked I think. It is a bit eerie walking around in it. Things just emerge and dissapear without warning. Makes for some interesting pictures though.
My friends are all ready to go home, but I don't really know if I want to leave them yet. I know that I'll see all of them next semester, but it won't be the same as over here. In College Station, we're students in the same class. In Italy, we're a family. And we'll never have that again. Sure we'll have our Italy reunions and whatnot, but there is never going to be a time where we wake up together, eat together, and work together again. It's going to be weird.
Thankfully my studio next semester should be great. There are a few people that I've just got to know recently that are going to be in there with me, so it'll be awesome to continue that next year.
I leave next Wednesday, in the middle of the night, and I have no idea when I get home. I know we worked it out to be about 24 hours of travel. Awesome. Oh well, it'll just add another page to the experience.
Sorry I kinda dropped off writing in here after Fall Break. A lot of things were happening and I started writing them all down in my journal, a much more personal, and private, version of this. Most of it should stay in there, but I might type it out one day. Anyway, I'll see a lot of you soon, and get home to this freezing weather I keep hearing about.
DAN
Thursday, November 09, 2006
The steady lull of life
There comes a point when everything you do or say or feel just seems like a rather unamusing joke. Like the world around you is part of an elaborate game set up to target you and you alone with a plot so convoluted and annoying, making your every move and thought a complete waste of time. You feel used, you feel hurt, but you don't know who to be mad at or where to point fingers or even how to make it better. You just take it and deal. Take it and deal.
As I looked into the Perfect Blue again today, I knew that I felt something I shouldn't, or more accurately couldn't, feel. Perfect Blue on Cold, the combination of which keeps me awake at night, wakes me up in the morning, and invades my every minute. If I don't see the Perfect Blue, I think about it. If I do see the Perfect Blue, it's all that I can see, or think, or do, or feel. It is the world, it is the only world I want.
After reading the past two paragraphs, I realize that I may sound slightly insane. Well, maybe not the slightly part. It's just that a lot of things happen here, a lot of things that are outside my range of control and I just have to deal with them. Because we all live in this micro-society, this family of friends if you will, things happen frightningly fast and results are even faster. Say something here and they already know about it there. Laugh at someone before they laugh at you. It's getting harder now because we're all tired of each other, of seeing each other, of hearing the same thing again and again. And making it worse are feelings that get hurt, rumors that get passed, and the annoying fact that some people do not act their age.
Our group has been torn because of this. We now rest half and half, firmly split from each other, except for those of us that choose to be the runners, hoping for peace but getting nowhere. It's kinda hard, and kinda annoying because we all know the problem but are afraid to say it because we still have to live here for another 3 weeks with these people, these friends of ours. This life we lead will end in 3 weeks.
I think I love the Perfect Blue. I love what I see in them; Hope.
I miss home, but I don't. I want to leave, but I want to stay. I never want to see some of these people again, but I want to be with them all day long. I want to revert, but I want her.
The joys of life, I guess these are. As far as normal things, our studio is ramping up for the final thing, which I asked about today. "Is our project dealing with the towns or the actual factory?" "Well Dan, that's a good question" And that's all I got. Oh well. Maybe I can make another movie or something and blow everyone out of the water.
Oh yeah, I have another problem now too, although I'm not completely sure that this one is a problem. By another, I mean that there is another person that just somehow became apparent to me. She's been there all semester, I just didn't realize. I like her though. Maybe she'll help me get my mind off the Perfect Blue. I'm so focused on her that I'm not seeing things around me. I need to stop. It won't work.
Happy confusing blog everyone. Sorry for the vagueness and utter lack of coherency and possible spelling errors. I just needed to vent a little bit.
-DAN
As I looked into the Perfect Blue again today, I knew that I felt something I shouldn't, or more accurately couldn't, feel. Perfect Blue on Cold, the combination of which keeps me awake at night, wakes me up in the morning, and invades my every minute. If I don't see the Perfect Blue, I think about it. If I do see the Perfect Blue, it's all that I can see, or think, or do, or feel. It is the world, it is the only world I want.
After reading the past two paragraphs, I realize that I may sound slightly insane. Well, maybe not the slightly part. It's just that a lot of things happen here, a lot of things that are outside my range of control and I just have to deal with them. Because we all live in this micro-society, this family of friends if you will, things happen frightningly fast and results are even faster. Say something here and they already know about it there. Laugh at someone before they laugh at you. It's getting harder now because we're all tired of each other, of seeing each other, of hearing the same thing again and again. And making it worse are feelings that get hurt, rumors that get passed, and the annoying fact that some people do not act their age.
Our group has been torn because of this. We now rest half and half, firmly split from each other, except for those of us that choose to be the runners, hoping for peace but getting nowhere. It's kinda hard, and kinda annoying because we all know the problem but are afraid to say it because we still have to live here for another 3 weeks with these people, these friends of ours. This life we lead will end in 3 weeks.
I think I love the Perfect Blue. I love what I see in them; Hope.
I miss home, but I don't. I want to leave, but I want to stay. I never want to see some of these people again, but I want to be with them all day long. I want to revert, but I want her.
The joys of life, I guess these are. As far as normal things, our studio is ramping up for the final thing, which I asked about today. "Is our project dealing with the towns or the actual factory?" "Well Dan, that's a good question" And that's all I got. Oh well. Maybe I can make another movie or something and blow everyone out of the water.
Oh yeah, I have another problem now too, although I'm not completely sure that this one is a problem. By another, I mean that there is another person that just somehow became apparent to me. She's been there all semester, I just didn't realize. I like her though. Maybe she'll help me get my mind off the Perfect Blue. I'm so focused on her that I'm not seeing things around me. I need to stop. It won't work.
Happy confusing blog everyone. Sorry for the vagueness and utter lack of coherency and possible spelling errors. I just needed to vent a little bit.
-DAN
Monday, October 30, 2006
Hello from ITALY
HOME!!!!!!!!!!
I don't really have too much time to talk right now, but I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm home safely and happily. It was a fun break, not as fun as it could have been, but fun none the less. Now we get back to work and all that jazz.
I'll be sure to write more and post all my journal entry things from the trip. But right now, I need to eat some delicious pasta.
DAN
I don't really have too much time to talk right now, but I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm home safely and happily. It was a fun break, not as fun as it could have been, but fun none the less. Now we get back to work and all that jazz.
I'll be sure to write more and post all my journal entry things from the trip. But right now, I need to eat some delicious pasta.
DAN
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Hello from BARCELONA
Hey hey everyone. It's Dan, just in case you were wondering.
I'm in Barcelona now, a city so corrupt and disease ridden that I can't wait to leave. We have 2 more full days here, which is 2 full days too many. So far I've been offered pot, cocaine, and any number of different drugs that I can't even remember the names for. This city is horrible. Unlike London and Paris, which were both beautiful and wonderful cities, Barcelona seems to be centered on it's "fun" activities, which aren't fun at all. Our hostel is pretty disgusting and the people in it aren't much better.
On a brighter note, the shining point of this city is Gaudi and his buildings, best of which is Sagrada Familia, an extraordinary church that sucked the air from my lungs. I have hundreds of pictures from in there, so watch my Facebook for updates when I get back to Italy. We saw all 3 of his major buildings here in Barcelona, so that at least made up for some of the crap we're in. On a slightly sour note again, seems that old Calatrava has only done 1 tower in Barcelona. All the rest of his work is basically in small towns around the city, far enough away to be a pain to get to in the time we have here.
So to review, don't ever come to Barcelona. And don't ever ever ever do any type of drug. Seeing the people here has tripled my stance on that subject. And don't ever travel with people named Chris. They are automatically idiots and very annoying. I wish I would have gone with the girls somewhere. They are awesome and I miss each one dearly. I even miss silly little Brandon. I wish I was back in Italy. Through it all though, I have Mark, who is proving to be a really great friend. A good laugh with a friend is all it takes to make me feel better.
I can't wait to see everyone again soon.
DAN
I'm in Barcelona now, a city so corrupt and disease ridden that I can't wait to leave. We have 2 more full days here, which is 2 full days too many. So far I've been offered pot, cocaine, and any number of different drugs that I can't even remember the names for. This city is horrible. Unlike London and Paris, which were both beautiful and wonderful cities, Barcelona seems to be centered on it's "fun" activities, which aren't fun at all. Our hostel is pretty disgusting and the people in it aren't much better.
On a brighter note, the shining point of this city is Gaudi and his buildings, best of which is Sagrada Familia, an extraordinary church that sucked the air from my lungs. I have hundreds of pictures from in there, so watch my Facebook for updates when I get back to Italy. We saw all 3 of his major buildings here in Barcelona, so that at least made up for some of the crap we're in. On a slightly sour note again, seems that old Calatrava has only done 1 tower in Barcelona. All the rest of his work is basically in small towns around the city, far enough away to be a pain to get to in the time we have here.
So to review, don't ever come to Barcelona. And don't ever ever ever do any type of drug. Seeing the people here has tripled my stance on that subject. And don't ever travel with people named Chris. They are automatically idiots and very annoying. I wish I would have gone with the girls somewhere. They are awesome and I miss each one dearly. I even miss silly little Brandon. I wish I was back in Italy. Through it all though, I have Mark, who is proving to be a really great friend. A good laugh with a friend is all it takes to make me feel better.
I can't wait to see everyone again soon.
DAN
Monday, October 23, 2006
Hello from PARIS
Hey hey party peeps.
We're in Paris right now, doing what all the Paris people do; be smelly and eat silly meals. Our hostel is not quite up to par. In fact, our hostel is quite possibly the crappiest place I've been to in a long time. The rooms are tiny, the showers are dirty, the bathrooms are shared between 15 people, the breakfast was cold and moldy, our roommate snores like an elephant, and worst of all, everyone speaks French.
We saw the Eiffel tower last night, all lit up and sparkly, so that made us feel a bit better about the whole situation, but lets just say that these buildings we're going to see better be pretty damn amazing to make up for this place.
I think today we're going to go and see Notre Dame and the Louvre and anything else we can get in there. Hopefully not hours and hours of walking because I'm tired out and I just want to relax for a day. Oh thats another thing... Even if you feel horrible and just want to stay in the room all day, you can't. They kick you out at 11 and you can't go back in until 5. Quite silly. No wonder the English don't like the French. I'm proudly wearing my ENGLAND shirt today, so hopefully I can get in a fight with some French sissies and make me feel better.
Ok, well, I've been writing down all of my adventures in my journal, I just haven't got around to putting it on here yet. I'll be sure to get them up soon. I've got lots of smashing pictures too, so you'll just have to wait for a bit. Ok, adios!
We're in Paris right now, doing what all the Paris people do; be smelly and eat silly meals. Our hostel is not quite up to par. In fact, our hostel is quite possibly the crappiest place I've been to in a long time. The rooms are tiny, the showers are dirty, the bathrooms are shared between 15 people, the breakfast was cold and moldy, our roommate snores like an elephant, and worst of all, everyone speaks French.
We saw the Eiffel tower last night, all lit up and sparkly, so that made us feel a bit better about the whole situation, but lets just say that these buildings we're going to see better be pretty damn amazing to make up for this place.
I think today we're going to go and see Notre Dame and the Louvre and anything else we can get in there. Hopefully not hours and hours of walking because I'm tired out and I just want to relax for a day. Oh thats another thing... Even if you feel horrible and just want to stay in the room all day, you can't. They kick you out at 11 and you can't go back in until 5. Quite silly. No wonder the English don't like the French. I'm proudly wearing my ENGLAND shirt today, so hopefully I can get in a fight with some French sissies and make me feel better.
Ok, well, I've been writing down all of my adventures in my journal, I just haven't got around to putting it on here yet. I'll be sure to get them up soon. I've got lots of smashing pictures too, so you'll just have to wait for a bit. Ok, adios!
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Hello from LONDON
Hello everyone from jolly old England!
Things are going quite smashing so far. It's only day 2 of the Fall Break, and all is well in the world of Dan. I don't really have much time to write everything down, because I'm in a hostel, with only a limited number of time to be on here.
So far I've been to: Pretty much every major site in London.
So far I've eaten: Prawn butties, bangers and mash (sausage and mashed potatoes), apple crumble, sausage roll, and a steak and kidney pie.
I miss everyone terribly, but I'll try and cope. Wish me luck everyone! Paris tomorrow!
DAN
Things are going quite smashing so far. It's only day 2 of the Fall Break, and all is well in the world of Dan. I don't really have much time to write everything down, because I'm in a hostel, with only a limited number of time to be on here.
So far I've been to: Pretty much every major site in London.
So far I've eaten: Prawn butties, bangers and mash (sausage and mashed potatoes), apple crumble, sausage roll, and a steak and kidney pie.
I miss everyone terribly, but I'll try and cope. Wish me luck everyone! Paris tomorrow!
DAN
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