HOLY FUCK. I am going to tell you a story and the ending will perhaps make you say the same.

We were waiting in the lounge for the R.A.s to do the curfew role-call, and someone quoted the Family Guy episode that features the KISS Saves Santa. The tall lanky kid on our floor, Nick, claimed to have been there while they were recording the voices. "Why," I asked. "Because he's my dad." "Who?" He stuck his tongue out. That's all it took for everyone to know.

After everyone settled down (which takes a long time for someone to do when they find out that they're rooming with Gene Simmons' son), I asked if his family was going to come pick him up after Pre-College. "Probably..."

Nya ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!

So... I had my first day of classes. My instructors are both fantastic and my first impression of the program will hopefully stick. I have class with Mr. Steve Jones every morning and on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. In the afternoons on Mondays, Wendesdays, and Fridays, we have Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, and InDesign instruction in the same lab as all afternoon classes with a Mr. Eugene Young. Although I managed to share some shortcuts and secrets with my instructor in Illustrator, I've learned a helluva lot already.

Jesus. That means that his mom is 1982 Playmate of the Year, Shannon Tweed.

Ahhhhhh!!!

Breathe.

(Hm, that's weird. I just saw a lot of his mom's skin on Wikipedia.)

They gave us our art supplies, which was like christmas. I got a toolbox (yes, a real, Black & Decker toolbox) of supplies (markers, pencils, exact-o-knives, snap knives, scissors, a triangle, etc.) a sketchbook, a ruler, and a cutting board. I have a bunch of assignments due on Wednesday. Tomorrow is a holiday, so they're planning a good time for us. Everyone agrees that it was silly to start classes, end classes temporarily, have a day of fun, and then start again, but shit happens. Yes it does...

This evening, the R.A.s held a Questions for Chocolate session which was not only very filling but very informative. I learned about different art schools, different career options, internships, locations of produce markets, studying at CCA, etc., etc., etc. JP, another R.A., agreed to show us his full-torso-side tattoo. The question "what are you going to do about that when you get old" was only answered by a "he won't get old." He's actually a graduate student that has been in college for eight years now. When I first arrived, I thought he was either a high school student or a new arrival at CCA. I guess he will stay relatively young...

Right. Time to let my roommate sleep. Goodnight!!