This week, Flickr debacles, and my Christmas list draft

I've pretty much had this mental block against taking Friday classes since my undergrad days. Well this semester, I've taken it a step further and incorporated Thursdays as well so I can intern 2 days of the week. This means that I don't have class tomorrow, Tuesday the 25th. Explanation time. The New School, in their infinite wisdom, has one of the most effed up calendars since the Romans added July and August to the mix. We started the semester on a Tuesday. However due to Yom Kippur, we also missed a Tuesday and a Wednesday for all classes that started after 4:00p.m. So, instead of letting those Tuesday schedules cancel one another out, tomorrow we go to Thursday classes instead because they'll be cancelled for the holiday. But that means we have to make up the Tuesday class on the last day of the semester, December 23rd. Also, on Wednesday I have to go to any of my classes that start after 4:00. I have Silkscreen from 6-8:40. And we only get the weekend off. By now you should be thinking "Wait Rebecca, you don't have class on Thursday or Friday anyways, so this is just like a regular weekend for you, minus your internships which are all you live for during the week anyway". And to this I answer "Don't I know it" with my heart breaking inside. This will be my first Thanksgiving away from home. I'm pretty "meh" about it, though I do miss Troy. I know I'll see my family again in exactly a month**. So don't worry about me.

I spent 75 minutes in the Barnes and Noble on 18th street browsing the graphic design section and *gasp* reading the books. I was tres enthralled and if I get reincarnated I want to come back as, in this order, one of Oprah's puppies, hard balls lawyer, doctor, graphic designer, CFO of a Fortune 500 company. I ended up buying a book called Special Packaging because I really want to present my final project in a different way that everyone else's. So I have to prove to my teacher that I can make one by Monday. Game on Nina...
On a related note, I want more design related books for my collection. Graphics Alive and Girly Graphics *cough cough*. But not for Christmas. The only thing I want is this:
I came across it as I was searching for more ways to fold boxes. My life's path has kind of already been decided for me by myself. I'm going to graduate, become a lowly design assistant or build a design consortium with friends while living in a rehabbed loft probably in Soho or Park Slope while paying off my mountains of debt. Then some big buyer is going to stop me on the street one day while I'm wearing one of my original pieces and ask me where I got it. I'll tell them I can have samples made up for their stores by the next week. I'll sell to them and make my first fortune. Then I'll be able to move to the Upper East Side and also have a condo in which to 'summer' in Chicago. And that's where this chandelier will go.

**I have a pact with God that I can't die in New York City. It's too shameful for both of us.