Just picked up the paper this sunday mornin' and in the Arts&Times section I came across a story about my school concerning the gallery show recently opened this past friday.

The show was a memorial to a student who recently past away. It contained paintings of both him, fellow students and friends, and several poems. I wanted so much to go see the show, but my piano lessons prevented me from doing so (which didn't go well at all in the first place).

Even though I wasn't there, I was still struck by the thought and emotion that went into this gallery show which hadn't been present in all the other shows I have attended. This guy seriously touched a lot of people's lives and they've shown their appreciation in this event, which was almost completely student-planned. Even the gallery was renamed for him. I seriously doubt that the other majors at my school wouldn't do such a thing if one of their own died. From what I got from all my friends in their different majors, they've all been very competative. Not that art isn't competative either, but there's more of a sense of family in that particular atmosphere. I love it dearly.

But, now to revert to the utter bastard that I am. As much sympathy as I feel for his mother... the way that he died was almost... stupid. While working up in Alaska fishing for the summer, he decided to just sleep on the beach (which, in itself is idiotic because you can catch a cold) and when the tide swelled he was carried off into the ocean. Sad, yes. Pathetic, yes. Stupid, yes. I'm an asshole? I couldn't agree more.

... Katie just emailed me a 202k midi file (23 minutes long!) which is more or less a remix of songs form FF6, FF7, and FF8. Pretty good, but it needs to be orchestrated for better effect.