Carpe Dium

I love when things are free. One of my favorite things every day is the basket of candy in my schools cafeteria. I make sure to take advantage of it every day, whether it gives me peppermints or lollipops, I don't care. However, lately I have been feeling quite guilty whenever I take a big handful of the delicious treats, because I know there has got to be someone looking at me, judging me. I have been trying to find away to make it inconspicuous, but there really is no way to. "The harder you try and fail to do something without being seen, the worse the crime becomes." - Drew Eccleston. Well, check this out. A couple of days ago I made a wondrous discovery. Our health office gives away cough drops for free! I always knew you could get medicine there, but the idea of getting cough drops never dawned on me. Okay, cough drops aren't always as good as real candy, but when I went to get cough drops today for the first time, I felt completely no shame grabbing an enormous handful and filling my pockets with them. When it's candy, it's a privilege, but when it's cough drops, it becomes a necessity.

I am on top of the world.

Good Day

Mondays are typically awful for most people. I happen to have the same amount of classes on Monday that I do for every other day of the week combined. Also, it is midterm week for myself and others, and I have been dreading these last few days before spring break for quite some time. Therefore, it came as a surprise to me when today turned out to be one of the most relaxing days I have had in a few weeks. Last night before bed I was going over my classes and working out study times and things of that sort when I made the decision that I had no time for any but one of my classes this monday, which happened to be my art appreciation class (in which i had my first midterm.) This was because I had quite a ways to go in my book that the test was based off of, and had I gone to my other classes, the book would not have gotten read. Long story short, I basically got to enjoy myself out in the sun all day reading a very wonderful book with, at times, some very good company. I finished the test at about 10 in the pm, shut off my brain, and prided myself on the procrastination that had resulted in a day of productive relaxation.

Three more days and I am going home.

Bubbles and Bonnard

Hello. This is my first blog entry ever. My name is Andrew James Eccleston, but most people call me Drew. I was born in Bakersfield, California, but I am now living on campus at Biola University in La Mirada, which is a pretty decent part of LA. I am excited about the blog, but nervous at the same time. What if my blog doesn't live up to blog standards? I have never followed anyones blog until very recently, and therefore have very little experience with them. I'm sure you can see why I am a little timid about this. Anyways..

My first entry will be about some things that were interesting to me today. First of all, around 5 o'clock I was enjoying some beautiful weather outside on my dorm's balcony and was eating some delicious homemade honey straight out of the jar. (I have a friend from Bakersfield that lived on a bee farm) While this was happening I noticed some bubbles in the honey. Already deep inside my own head, I began to think of what bubbles really were. A bubble is just something that is nothing. The whole idea of this was just so fascinating for some reason. I know I have had this thought before, but something about seeing the bubbles hanging lifeless in the honey was just amazing. Next time you are around honey, look at it for a couple minutes, it's pretty crazy.

Next, if you are ever bored, you should go online and look up some stuff on the artist Pierre Bonnard. I started a book today called The Accidental Masterpiece; On the Art of Life and Vice Versa. I'm not trying to sound pretentious by any means, in fact the book is a required text for my required art appreciation class. However, I am enjoying it so far. Anyways, the first chapter is about Bonnard and it is just intriguing. This guy was awesome. I want to be him.

Lastly, a good friend of mine pointed out today that Thom Yorke and Benjamin Linus look very much alike. As they are two of my favorite people, I was surprised that I had not already made the connection. If you do not know who they are, then don't worry about it.

This is my first blog entry. I think its pretty safe. Not much to go off of today, but I did what I could.