Okay so anyway...
This is my last week in KZoo. Holy crap. It's been six years since I came here. A lot has changed in all those years... I remember when this was all farm land as far as the eye could see... ol' man Peabody owned all of it... he had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees....
Okay. Not true.
I was 17 when I first arrived in KZoo. A noble young buck still wet behind the ears, looking forward to all he would be learning in his college career. I shortly thereafter learned college was a lot like high school, only with more walking and more homework. Here I was thinking that I'd be able to specialize in what I wanted to learn about, however, not only did I not know what I wanted to learn about, I STILL had to take the other lame classes that had nothing to do with what I needed to know. (ie Fairy Tale Classification, Greek Mythology, and How to Graph and Arguement.) So, disillusioned, I changed my major from CompSci to Psych within four months, and tried my best to ride my college career out. But it was in a very confusing calculus class that I met a young Jon Kameya. The rest, as they say, is history. Jon introduced me to Laura. Jon's suitemate Kazou was dating a young Marcy Bross, who is now my roommate. We both met Robbie at the Cafe in LeFevre. I met Jason through Jon at open mic nights. I met Ryan through Jon, I met Jackie through Jon, Jackie roomed with Jen, Ryan met Jen through Jackie, it's all very confusing. Believe me, if it weren't for Jon, none of this would've happened.
So now I'm 23. I'm packing up and leaving. I've just recently (june 03) met Jamie and Charlie, and I'm a little bummed we didn't get some more time together, but I guess that's how these things happen. I'm wrapping a feature length film on friday. In six years I went from a 17 year old CompSci major, to a 23 year old filmmaker. I never would've seen that coming.
I lived in Britton Hall room 313 with BA, LeFevre hall room 313 with Stojak, Concorde apt 3B (which a B looks like a 13 scrunched together) Jefferson Commons 308 (Parking Space 3-13), and now here on Kickapoo, which has nothing to do with the number 313. I've seen friends get together, friends break up, I've seen friends come and go, I've seen friends get married, I've seen friends get engaged. I've had four different jobs, three of which sucked, the fourth I got fired from. I've had my heart broken, I've broken hearts, I've hit two deer, had a car broken into, gotten a sweet new truck, and then destroyed it in a serious car accident. I've jumped out of a plane. I learned to play racquetball. I trained a rat to turn on a light. I got accepted to a film school. I got some new family members, I've lost some family members. I won eighty bucks (canadian) at a Casino.
But sadly to be honest, I've felt this coming for a long time. It's time to close this chapter, and move on to the next. It's not all sad. In fact, I think it's pretty exciting. I mean if I did all this in six years, what's coming up next? Who am I going to meet by chance in Florida? What wacky adventures lay ahead for Joseph Parcell... tune in to this page to find out.
Keep in touch hombres.
-JGP
This is my last week in KZoo. Holy crap. It's been six years since I came here. A lot has changed in all those years... I remember when this was all farm land as far as the eye could see... ol' man Peabody owned all of it... he had this crazy idea about breeding pine trees....
Okay. Not true.
I was 17 when I first arrived in KZoo. A noble young buck still wet behind the ears, looking forward to all he would be learning in his college career. I shortly thereafter learned college was a lot like high school, only with more walking and more homework. Here I was thinking that I'd be able to specialize in what I wanted to learn about, however, not only did I not know what I wanted to learn about, I STILL had to take the other lame classes that had nothing to do with what I needed to know. (ie Fairy Tale Classification, Greek Mythology, and How to Graph and Arguement.) So, disillusioned, I changed my major from CompSci to Psych within four months, and tried my best to ride my college career out. But it was in a very confusing calculus class that I met a young Jon Kameya. The rest, as they say, is history. Jon introduced me to Laura. Jon's suitemate Kazou was dating a young Marcy Bross, who is now my roommate. We both met Robbie at the Cafe in LeFevre. I met Jason through Jon at open mic nights. I met Ryan through Jon, I met Jackie through Jon, Jackie roomed with Jen, Ryan met Jen through Jackie, it's all very confusing. Believe me, if it weren't for Jon, none of this would've happened.
So now I'm 23. I'm packing up and leaving. I've just recently (june 03) met Jamie and Charlie, and I'm a little bummed we didn't get some more time together, but I guess that's how these things happen. I'm wrapping a feature length film on friday. In six years I went from a 17 year old CompSci major, to a 23 year old filmmaker. I never would've seen that coming.
I lived in Britton Hall room 313 with BA, LeFevre hall room 313 with Stojak, Concorde apt 3B (which a B looks like a 13 scrunched together) Jefferson Commons 308 (Parking Space 3-13), and now here on Kickapoo, which has nothing to do with the number 313. I've seen friends get together, friends break up, I've seen friends come and go, I've seen friends get married, I've seen friends get engaged. I've had four different jobs, three of which sucked, the fourth I got fired from. I've had my heart broken, I've broken hearts, I've hit two deer, had a car broken into, gotten a sweet new truck, and then destroyed it in a serious car accident. I've jumped out of a plane. I learned to play racquetball. I trained a rat to turn on a light. I got accepted to a film school. I got some new family members, I've lost some family members. I won eighty bucks (canadian) at a Casino.
But sadly to be honest, I've felt this coming for a long time. It's time to close this chapter, and move on to the next. It's not all sad. In fact, I think it's pretty exciting. I mean if I did all this in six years, what's coming up next? Who am I going to meet by chance in Florida? What wacky adventures lay ahead for Joseph Parcell... tune in to this page to find out.
Keep in touch hombres.
-JGP
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