A blog cultivated by Annabelle Barrow & she's kind of embarrassed about it, but not enough to stop posting and delete the thing.

Tuesday, November 18

Rubbish

Today was so rough. Nothing in particular was terrible. It was the combination of the whole day.

At least I have something to look forward to again. Going to see Walk the Moon in April. They are finally playing on a Saturday! It's sad that this is the only thing I find myself caring about lately. I haven't been able to care about anything of substance in a very long time. But I mean, music is life so.

My coworkers and I are moving buildings soon. I'm going to see Mr. Handsomepants more and I'm ultra nervous about it. I'm a pro at unintentionally making things uncomfortably weird. It's going to happen, but maybe not too soon.

The important part happens at 4:02 in this video.
There's this guy in my eng lit class and he was talking about Grace Helbig the other day before class and the funny part is his name is Brad and he actually is kind of a douche.

I want to see Big Hero 6 so much.

Friday, November 14

say my name

I have nothing to talk about except for my AH class. That is the only thing I like in my life right now. I'm lame. I'm going to try to make up some stuff to say though.

There's a guy in one of my classes that wears his hair in a bun and it's very hot(I hate using hot as a description. 'Attractive' feels insincere though.). I refuse to call it a man bun though, despite that term's recent popularity. Why can't it just be a bun? Men and women can have buns. So many buzzfeed lists about 'man buns.' That hairstyle just looks so bohemian on a man. Is that word offensive? I hope not. I think it has something to do with an art movement. And y'all know how I feel about art. <3



As much as I talk about my favorite professor, I think that he probably doesn't even know my name. And that really messes me up. I don't know why that affects me, but it's kind of important to me. People remembering my name is a continual insecurity of mine. I don't know. That's some psychological shit about me, just for you. I mean, he probably does know my name. I'm famous.

I think maybe I should get some angry orchard soon.

This morning when I was in the shower, I had this freaky pain in the back of my throat. It was a combination of the pain I remember from having strep throat combined with a different pain that I couldn't explain. Just hurt. I'm happy to report that it did not affect me for very long. I always do this thing where I have a pain and it worries me and then I forget about it and I guess it goes away. Why brain, why?

There's this guy that works in the mail center at school and sometimes at lunch he does karate moves right outside our office window. I stare at him hardcore when he's out there and if he's noticed, he doesn't seem to care. I love it. It's one of my favorite parts of the day. I'm going to be so sad when we have to change office buildings.

I promised myself all day that I'd go to bed early and then look at what time it is. The internet happened. I've found a new podcast to listen to.

Wednesday, November 12

whoa I'm so good at words


Every time I see this, I keep thinking it says "let's make out." Not to brag (except yes I am), but I met them and two of the band members liked our (Smells and my) picture on instagram. So I've pretty much made it. #Annabelle #isFamous

I could eat thai food everyday. I've made this decision this evening. All the ingredients I love are in there. Basil. Ginger. Rice noodles. Plus other stuff.

In AH today, Dr. J discussed (I don't say 'we' because almost no one talks unless Dr. J refuses to talk) ownership and Duchamp and what we think the most important piece of artwork is. "Come on, the apocalypse is happening, decide which piece are you going to save and put on your spaceship." I chose "anything from Van Gogh" and now I'm not so sure. Those on the spot decisions really bother me. I want to be able to ponder. I want to make a researched decision. I probably would still pick Van Gogh, but maybe not?

I really like Duchamp. Everything that I learned about him today felt like the reasons why I love art so much. I like the weird kind. Academic art is great and I have tons of respect for those artists. I just like the weird stuff better.

Tuesday, November 11

where is your posture

Okay one last thing from the portfolio review that I want to remember. Mr. A was the last professor to see me and he was really very nice which is so cool because I'm such a slacker in his class. He said something like, "Dang, you can compose the hell out of some stuff."

I keep talking about how I wish I was more intelligent and more witty. I do want those things. I also want to remember that being nice is most important. "The people that you will love the most in your life are the ones who are just... nice." - Michael Aranda



This is why I love google and also why I'm the best at google.
You'll notice what I googled. I was trying to figure out this song that I have stuck in my head from hearing it in the background of a youtube video and I only had the high igh igh igh igh part to go off of. The first results were all rap lyrics and I didn't want to look too hard so I sorted by year because I knew the song was recent and then the first 3 results were the one I wanted. Booyah.

Is it hipster of me to have a touch more respect for a band if they don't have VEVO attached to their youtube channel? And yes, I know that Walk the Moon has VEVO attached to their name... That's okay. They're still my favorite. Vevo just feels like 'the man' taking over. What even is VEVO? I shouldn't be so hateful. Good for those bands because Vevo is probably helping them become more successful.

Monday, November 10

my guts my guuuts

I have been super stressed out lately and I haven't been able to catch up on my favorite form of entertainment. I was able to do that this weekend though. I'm in love with Bee and Puppycat. That humor is my jam, I hope they don't just stop at 2 episodes, but I haven't been able to find out when another episode will air.

Did you know that Sia doesn't show her face when she's performing? She doesn't want to be famous, yet she performs. I don't get it, but I like how weird it is.

So I forgot to mention when I was talking about the portfolio review that one of the professors said he couldn't tell by the work I had displayed if I would be any good at being a graphic designer. He also said some other stuff that was kind of harsh. I was left with a sort of "WHAT THE HELL AM  I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW I AM NOT GOOD AT ANYTHING ELSE" feeling. I mean, I know that I'm not great at graphic design, but I'm not especially good at any other of our art concentrations available, but I'm WAY better at art than any of the other majors I've tried. So I don't know. If he gave me a bad rating and I haven't passed the review, what am I going to do? Also, I'll be in college forever.
I lied when I said I wouldn't talk about it anymore.

Friday, November 7

Hufflepuff

I was just reading this Mental floss article and this part is something I wish I could do:
"[...] the best way to initiate conversation would be by declaring something impersonal, interesting, and educated. Greet a new person, shake hands, and declare, "I am fond of potatoes, which the French call 'apples of the earth'." See where that takes you."

 I had portfolio review today and I've talked excessively about it for the past 2 weeks so I'm not going to say anymore except to mention this funny thing G said. So I had invited all of the co-workers that I ran into this morning to come to the open viewing and my fav married co-worker friend AH was down there so I invited him. So I had a bunch of co-workers and my grandmother there to see my work and also to give me a little pep talk before the professors came in. Fast forward to this evening when I got home. G mentions the people I invited and she asks who all the men were. I told her which guy AH was and I was like, I adore him so I'm glad he came. And she was like,"Is he married? Because he was cute. I liked him a lot and I think we could marry him off!" The grandmother stamp of approval is pretty high praise.

When I opened up my laptop this evening, I noticed all of my default fonts are weird. I have no idea what happened or if I changed it in my sleep or something. Or maybe the latest windows update changed it? Or maybe I'm seeing a change where there isn't one? I don't know. It's real weird though.