I've been stressed with a heavy workload and college transfer applications. The contact mic works I made it last night. Here is an AIM conversation about contact mics with my brother ( while i was making the mic and taking to david on the phone at the same time.)

 

I hope david didnt fuck it up.

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I want to stay in New York in the month of june and work in Chelsea in a contemp book store or something. I Don't really know what else I want to do other than that and Israel. I want to see my parents and hang out in the Miami sun too. Thinking about miami makes me really emotional, because I know I will never go back to things being like when i was little it'll always be like going to visit my parents. Growing up is weird.I also can't think about parting with David.

my sculpture is done I had my crit. I have to do another one. I think it is going to be 80% less labor intensive. I need an engineer to help me do the tech work. Im going to attach 4 piezo transducer disks to the tips of my fingers and make contact mics so the act of whatever comes incontact with my fingers is amplified ( sound). But anyway today has been very unrpoductive, I walked through the east village (2nd ave) and bought jeans for $30 and had an iced coffee in the cold.

study

I'm going to install a contact mic using a piezo for the performance. 

thats my update its rly nice outside but i have a lot of work to do bla

2nd note to self

brokenpants.com/?page_id=94

note to self

home.earthlink.net/~erinys/contactmic.html

PARSONS IS SHIT DONT EVER GO THERE FOR ANYTHING DONT EVEN EVER VISIT

This is kind of cool, for David and I and anyone else who is currently exploring the pyramid:

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,262981,00.html

bad brains helps

Life is fucking weird. So I don't get what I've wanted and have been waiting for, what now? Do I leave, I dont know. I just ask my parents to help me decide but they insist I'll know when my mind is clear.

I don't know, I never realized trying to just do art would stress me out so much. I just want what i want its not so much.

Sometimes I think though, about how people judge you based on the school you go, the truth is I care, and thats too bad.

we can wake to a new begging and tomorrow, I'll all but have lost their faces

I started working. 

I feel terrible.

I don't think I've ever heard the words " you're making the biggest mistake of your life" but I think I it should have been said.

I don't feel anything about this whole situation anymore, I want to be a normal kid going to school being happy working and being not happy sometimes i accept that  that happens anywhere and everywhere. I am going to school everyday feeling okay, but it's not okay come next month I need to decide what I am going to do instead of coming back to this "hell hole". I am trying to have faith I had a while ago.  All i can ask is please?