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Friday, 25 August 2006

Jamal's view on MSU

   Recent conversation:
   Jamal, "MSU is a suitcase campus."
   " What?"
   Jamal, "After noon on Friday, everyone goes home. That makes it a suitcase campus."

Tuesday, 08 August 2006

Bees......da da da dum

Yesterday, I had a horrible encounter with a bee (the exact species of which is unknown).
I was peacefully mowing the front lawn when this bee comes out of nowhere and lands on my eye. *STING*....Owww... I put the lawnmower up and ran inside to look in the mirror. Sure enough, the stinger was still in my eyelid. I grabbed some tweezers and then yanked it out. My loving sister then took me to GrandBobbye's infirmary for inspection. She told me that if the stinger had gotten in my actual eye, I would be in very bad shape, blah, blah, blah. To which I replied, "um hmm". Now this was the only response I felt like giving while I was lying on the couch with an ice pack over my eye and it felt like the the most appropriate one. But after awhile my Grandmother announced to everyone in the room that when you get stung by a bee your vocabulary gets reduced to two words, "um hmm".
To make matters worse, my cousins chose this exact moment, when I was at my most vulnerable state, to make their appearance. These are the cousins that always look like they just stepped out of Glamour magazine no matter how casually dressed they are. These are the people you don't want to see you while you are trying to nurse a quickly swelling eye. No, no. But yes, they were there and they looked as cute as always (or at least so I assumed, my eyes were still firmly shut from the bee sting). After about ten minutes of chit-chat my grandmother looked them over and commented on how cute their shoes were. "Oh, thank you, we got these at Belk yesterday for 16 dollars. They're having a huge sale. You should go." GrandBobbye was intrigued by this. She probably should go check that out. But wait, reality check, she had a wounded granddaughter in her lap. What did this granddaughter think? "Don't you think those are cute shoes Tracie?" ehh....I pryed open my one good eye and looked through my tears at some pair of weird green shoes with holes all over it....kinda like moldy Swiss cheese. Not a favorite, but whatever, "um hmm".

Sunday, 11 June 2006

uh oh

Today, I experienced one of biggest achievements in my artistic career, recognition. One of my attempted "people" was recognized by my brother without any promptings. Yeah! This was awesome! Awesome, that is until my brother looked at me with his sad, hurt eyes.
"What?!?" I asked in shock, totally unaware how this could be taken in a negative way.
"That's Derrick!" he said.
"Yeah, I know!" (big smile).
"He's MY friend. How could you draw MY friend?"
"Uh...I liked the picture?" Now, this was true, I had chosen it because the composition made me smile. It had nothing at all to do with liking the boy. Heavens, I'd never even talked to him.
"Do you realize that you drew my friend before you drew me. That's a breach of family code! Not cool!"
"Family code? Oooh, right...hadn't thought of that. I'm sorry. I'll put you on the wall tomorrow."
"OK. (groan/sigh) Why'd you draw him anyway?"
"Because, I lik-"
"It's wierd how every girl seems drawn to him. It's just not fair!"
We eventually ended this conversation on good terms, but I had learned a lesson. I live with an unspoken "family code" that I must comply with in my hobbies. Tsk, tsk, unspoken......CONFUSING!
I drew Daniel's MAC the next day, and we lived happily ever after. The end.
P.S. Derrick's name was changed to save myself some embarassment.

Friday, 09 June 2006

Illustration of my brother's pet obsession.
"Does Mac make YOU happy?"

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- Name: Tracie Grace
- Country: United States
- State: Mississippi
- Birthday: 3/26/1987
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 3/14/2006