michael BLOGamian

Remember that time:

when I was drunk as shit at the Door for Senior Night and Colby told me that I had an SMCM Crushes post about me?

Yeah that was either the highlight of my relationship with a professor or the most embarrassing moment with a professor. But it was pretty awesome. 

bleeuughhhh

Since graduation, my dreams have become exponentially stranger.

Last night I tried to explain to my mom who 2Chainz is and exactly what he does.

I did not tell her what he wants for his birthday.

So Sick

last night was easily the worst night of “sleep” in my entire life

my dream had a bunch of people from school and we were opening something like a bakery on this little island or something and the island kept breaking apart and reforming and when this happened i would throw myself into my pillows to try and find a new comfortable or cold spot.

also i could not lie on my stomach because i thought i would throw up at the drop of a hat. i probably only slept for a bout 3 hours total, but broken up into little 15 minute increments throughout the night.

also the dream kept being interspersed with these random scenes from a nine inch nails documentary i watched before going to bed - totally not a good idea. absolutely made me feel like i was close to getting sick throughout the night / whenever i imagined hearing it.

and so today i’ve felt like a zombie the whole day, stomach is constantly upset and i  have barely eaten and couldn’t help my mom update her cell phone. fantastic.

Well

i just got home - all of my stuff is in the garage. like when the hell did i become a hoarder?

7 Wonders was beyond awesome - walking back from the point in the pouring rain to the greens at the end of everything - soaked to the skin (no wonder i am feeling ill right now!). That was easily the best part of Senior Week, being surrounded by people I know and love and people who I did know in the dark all over campus. Shoe Tree, Bell Tower, Pond, Naked Man, Garden of Remembrance, Hidden Grave, the Point.   

Graduation was super fun, I threw up the Jay-Z “rock” as I walked across the stage. official pimp status? very possibly. I wore a shirt and tie just for the hell of it. Fuck the heat.

I almost cried when I saw and hugged all the art faculty. carrie carrie carrieieieeee how I love you. Colby told me to stay in touch and to visit Asheville NC. Joe said, “Congrats man!” - that was awesome. Sue was great to see. Lisa almost made me cry when she said, “My man.” Just realized that I didn’t see Billy. Fuck. Will make up for that later, I promise.

My mind is racing and my heart is pounding super fast, and I know I wont sleep well tonight. But that was the end of my college life at St. Mary’s, followed by a rapid packing session and I have no doubt that we will be charged like hell for the damage to our house.. but I will be back.

poof boom vamoose!

I will graduate tomorrow and I will probably forget to say bye to so many people and think about it later and feel terribly nostalgic, but thats okay.