I can do thumbnails now! What an adventure these next 12 months will be.
LET'S START WITH SOME SAP, SHALL WE.
As some of you might now, I graduated college very recently. I'm enrolling in a one year post-graduation couse next September, but my time in the Faculty of Fine Arts in Lisbon has ended. I'm very fortunate and I'm surrounded by amazing people, but let me start with some very special dweebs who made these past three years at college unforgetable.
I first noticed this nanobanana when I sat behind her in History class and saw her doodling. My little artistically virgin eyes were in - excuse me - fucking awe. Needless to say, that's pretty much the only History class I remember from that semester. But it could not be undone. We met. We became friends. And for the next 3 years, lotsa people (including professors) thought we were dating - the poor, ignorant fools. And let me tell you, it was special. It hasn't ceased to be special, actually. I know you find it hard to interact with dudes sometimes - that makes us that much more special. And yes, I am calling you short and you love it
When she first met me, I could tell I didn't really catch her attention. She'd later confirm that "I looked too normal" (= uninteresting). Me, normal. AHAHAH. What can I say? Your arachnophobia is hilarious. You taught me not to care about what other people think. And your tough act doesn't fool me, specially because you scream like a little girl. I WILL ALWAYS HUG YOU DEARLY BECAUSE I KNOW IT WARMS YOUR HEART, even if you don't admit it. It warms mine too, ya know.
You are so true, so gentle and so delicate that it amazes me how strong and boneheaded and opinionated you can be. It annoys me that you're such a musical snob, but it secretly amuses me too. I know you will have an amazing life because you're an amazing person and you will become an amazing old lady with amazing curly hair. Never lose your quirks, your ability to make the best faces, your irritating integrity and, yes, your voice - in every sense of the word. These are the things that makes us love you. And you will
sing to me before I die.
My little vegetarian hamburger. You gotta be one of the brightest bulbs in the tree, and I know you don't like when people say these things, but it's really true. And I'm not just talking about your grades either - you're sensible when it comes to art and politics and culture, sense of humour and opportunity, these weird little things called people, and, of course, when it comes to coming up with the best and stupidest variations of anyone's name. Just being around you makes me feel like a better person. Every time.
At first, you were one of those intimidating older guys who sat at the front of Geometry class. Who would have known - you're not really intimidating. You're loud, you're sensible, one of the most hardworking people I know and a great teacher. You're one of the good guys and I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to be my comic book buddy. For now we must work on our masters, but in the long run - if you ever decide to try your luck abroad - I'll have a spare mattress waiting for V. and you. You deserve every opportunity and then some, because that's the only thing that could ever stand between you and the sucess I know you deserve.
You're the proof that first impressions don't really count for shit. Isn't it awesome how two people so different in pretty much everything can get along so well? You have the funniest, most entertaining life stories and you opened up my mind to a lot - I can only hope I managed to do the same. Whenever you piss me off for some reason (and yeah, we do that quite often, don't we?), you always manage to get on my good side in record time for some reason. Maybe it's your contagious laughter or huge heart or the fact that you care so much for your friends. You are so full of life. The day you stop calling me chéri
will be a sad, sad day.
Of the all the people who stayed, you were the first one I met. I'm glad you chose me that day. I consider myself an accent appreciator and let me tell you, what a fine specimen you are. You're funny, you're kind and you really really really HAVE to dip your foot on Threadless
- I'll be your first costumer. And where the fuck are your twirly designs and your clay bunnies? UPLOAD THEM, DAMMIT. I really hope you go far. The only advice I can give you - be more adventurous. You were that first day, in a way, and I think we're both glad you were.You guys fill my world with colour... now it's time for me to give some of it back.