| | - arg. i just wrote a whole entry and accidentally quit the program. i am an idiot. so to attempt to recap everything...here's my attampt etc etc...
i skipped my 2 classes today. i just didnt feel like going to french and decided to sleep in before driving back up here, and i had to register for next quarter during my theatre class. sacrifices must be made i suppose...
today has been relatively laid-back and relaxed...except for that brief moment (20 min) of yelling at the computer for not letting me back into the stupid registration site. somehow i ended up in geo senior thesis or something...so i had to fix it and then the bitch quit on me and kept telling me, in the most condescending and patronizing way that "the site is unavailable" and then listed its operating hours out of spite, even though it should be working then anyway. slut.
but as it turns out i got into my costume construction class, which means i'm learning to sew and i'm excited. cuz it seems a hell of a lot more fun than learning about the history of theatre..."dirty thirty" was closed...sad. so now i'm in a genetics class and luis is pissed cuz he needs that class and its closed now. neener neener.
there's nothing like sitting on your floor on a rainy day and getting sticky-fingered with glue and smearing ink all over the place, and just expressing anything. i've been going back through the blank pages i left throughout my journal and filling them with stuff. i dont like blank pages. they seem hostile and i hate beginning without a plan. i'm tired of trying to plan expression. its hypocritical in a way.
i want to go to office max tomorrow and get crayons and colored pencils and maybe a coloring book or two. i'm a coloring fiend.
i am making a commitment to growing younger. i want to laugh more and be genuine. i want to write and draw and read more, and complain less. i want to get rid of my pessimism and apathy, and not grow jaded and disheartened with every disappointment and disapproval life throws at me. i want to wear my heart on my sleeve and smile through it all.
"i think what is left un-lived and unexpressed in love, hurts the most."
~rachel~ |
| | Posted 2/23/2005 3:09 AM - 1 view - 1 comments
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