décembre 2009
A different state of mind.
I always forget what i want to say. Maybe it was the Thanksgiving break and only studying at home, but I feel like I’m not in the right state of mind today. Not that there’s a RIGHT state of mind. It’s just different. It was a mix of depression/neglect and a different perspective after being home for some time and a hint of jealousy. But I have to see past that, past reality...
novembre 2009
HFTW2. Flood?!
Currently eating chestnuts for dinner like a chipmunk and procrastinating finishing the end of my essay, which I really overworked on this thanksgiving break. Asdfjkl;
Wednesday
+ Dad got here by 0100am at night. Dropped everyone off at their house. Drove back home by 0400am. They gossip ;x alot.
+ Regular night at home. Tried researching.
+ Went to the violinshop to get my finetuner oiled and...
” Let’s just drink to get drunk
and then tell each other everything
for a drunken mind speaks a sober heart”
I remember seeing the stars at the park and then calling out to them “save me! save me!” as i reached to grasp them in my hand.
+ We are born into this world with a canvas, or rather a coloring book and we have to let life fill its pages.
+Should post a ‘weekly’ post soon. -whistles-
+Life is a give-and-take, go with the flow, deal with it sort of thing.
