run it down. 240 days

Today..or actually is the last day of final. my final does not end until midnight Friday. so i went back to studio...just keep "studio-ing" on other projects. i turned heat up to76.hehe remembering that everybody was feeling comfortable with 73..while i thought it's actually chilli and put i my coat, Travis'coat, or Brent's coat. but then...they just kinda get in the way of model making...hehe. anyways...i sat on Kait's table...since it's the closest to plugs. Sam has moved out completely, extension is gone with. I cant find a plug around. well...
Brent, Steph, Ann came in to move out of studio. everything out. Brent was not happy that all his models are gone. Ann was sent to the hospital that Wednesday cuz of alchol poisoning. These people have been around me a lot. sad to see that they are moving out. but good to see them before they leave. Ann is probably on plane a couple of days later first to Europe. so long people! have a good semester.

Today...the lab closed at 5:00 same as Parks library. so i have to drive to copy works to get my stuff print. so i went to get my car, noticing that John's and Brent's car are already gone. They must be going home already. i went up to my car, right about i opened the door. i saw a red car parked on my. It's a very familiar red sponge car. the same kind as the one that i had kept for almost 2 years. the same kind that everybody draw on it. It was Brent siiting in the car. the same Brent that draw me in other red cars. and this time it's brent drving, saying "see ya". and one more time, i burst into tears.
I came back half an hour later. parked in COD parking lot, noticing John's car. he must be moving things out as well. and then I see him, walking out of the back door. He called me "lingling". so we went back up to studio. took out his last materials, tools, models. took the elevator. got out of the college. i said " it's such a windy day." tho it's not. Memories of last year suddenly flashed back. The Darian that couldnt open the door, couldnt push the elevator button. The broken model, and the broken pieces flying around in the snowing sky. But please dont get mad at me, i have been changing for the better.

It has been sunny recently. the kinda cleaness, openess. the kind wildness.

I am missing you, waiting for you all to come back.

Love Darian.