If I ain't dead already...
I felt kind of sad today.
Anyway, I'd thought I'd give y'all an update.
I don't know why I was sad, really. My life is totally hectic though.
I had to work at the Arts Council again today.
Mrs. Willingham said it was kind of a good thing I broke that shelf because she needed space for the taller paintings. Yay for silver linings! lol.
She sent me across the street to the library to set up for the Gallery Crawl tomorrow night. I think it's gonna be pretty sweet this year. I get a whole table outside [in the lobby] for my Beatles drawings plus I have like six other random pictures up inside. But Mrs. Crandell [who runs the talent portion of the show] surprised me and asked if I'd do a recitation like I did last year. I'm not sure whether or not I want to but I have until I get there to decide. Last year I presented "The Jabberwocky," my all-time favorite poem. The only other thing I know by heart is "The Walrus & The Carpenter" so I might do that but I've got a cold so idk if I'm in top reciting form. lol.
I also have about a million definitions...well okay 70, due Friday for History. But I just finished them, thank goodness. I had to go get shoes today though, to go with this brown top. And so as soon as I finished at the library we had to got to the mall. Right when we walked in the door I saw the perfect pair but they only had an eight. Darn my big feet. I wear a nine, usually. So then we had to go all over the mall and they had a "natural" colored pair that was kind of the same at this other store [but I really wanted the brown ones]. I got them just because I have NOTHING else to wear with the top and I have to wear it tomorrow night. [*sigh*] Drama.
And Prom is May 10th so we have to get ready for that and I have to get my dress altered Friday, get my nails done Saturday to see if they're going to look right, get a spray tan to see if I will look like an Oompa-Loompa or if it'll look alright [because I really do not have the patience for the cancer-inducing tanning bed for hours on end], figure out how the heck to do my hair, and I actually have no idea where we're going to eat so I have to find that out too, and I have to decide how much money to take, and all that crap. Yeah. Sounds like fun, huh?
I also still have about four pictures [I think] to do for people [and I feel like I'm NEVER going to get them done] but if I remember correctly we're out either this Monday or next so I might get something done that day. I'm reading this really sad Agatha Christie, "The Hollow." It's totally depressing because the main character is 40, but he's reminiscing about being in love when he was 24, and he gets shot. Oh, and did I mention his name is John? Yeah, weird real-life parallels. And there's this continual thing about how everyone around him were just shadows or echoes and he was the only one truly alive. Oh and in the beginning, one of the girls, Henrietta, is talking about her feelings for John and I swear I could copy and paste that into my John/Sophie story and it would totally work. Weirdness.
And I'm really tired but get the feeling I'm not going to be able to sleep very well. But hopefully I'm wrong.
Oh, in History today I learned that the Secretary of War during WWII was George L. Harrison. lolz. I couldn't stop smiling at that. So that made me feel a little better after being all sad. But I'm still a little blue.
This is probably why I was sad. Well not this but the events/people causing me to write this made me sad. This is like a letter, I guess. And I can't really say this to the person so I thought I'd put it here just so I can kind of get it out.
I get the feeling we've grown apart and that really makes me sad. You hardly said two words to me this morning. Granted, I wasn't making an effort either but I've just been really stressed lately. Sorry if I've offended you or something. I would like to know why you've like pretty much ignored me for two weeks though. Was it something I did or said? I miss our little semi-philosophical discussions. Well, okay, if you want the real truth, I miss you. I know you're there but you're not quite the same person. Maybe I just never really knew you that well to begin with. Funny isn't it, how life can seem really good and then sort of spiral out of control in such a short time? I really don't mean to be so melodramatic but there's been a lot going on lately and I'd hate to lose your friendship over anything [trivial or otherwise] that can be helped.
So yeah, I don't expect y'all to comment on that or anything unless you just want to say something. It was more for my own personal benefit, but I don't care f you read it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have posted it, right? lol.
This has kinda become really rather drawn-out so I'm gonna stop now. =)
Love,
Anna
Anyway, I'd thought I'd give y'all an update.
I don't know why I was sad, really. My life is totally hectic though.
I had to work at the Arts Council again today.
Mrs. Willingham said it was kind of a good thing I broke that shelf because she needed space for the taller paintings. Yay for silver linings! lol.
She sent me across the street to the library to set up for the Gallery Crawl tomorrow night. I think it's gonna be pretty sweet this year. I get a whole table outside [in the lobby] for my Beatles drawings plus I have like six other random pictures up inside. But Mrs. Crandell [who runs the talent portion of the show] surprised me and asked if I'd do a recitation like I did last year. I'm not sure whether or not I want to but I have until I get there to decide. Last year I presented "The Jabberwocky," my all-time favorite poem. The only other thing I know by heart is "The Walrus & The Carpenter" so I might do that but I've got a cold so idk if I'm in top reciting form. lol.
I also have about a million definitions...well okay 70, due Friday for History. But I just finished them, thank goodness. I had to go get shoes today though, to go with this brown top. And so as soon as I finished at the library we had to got to the mall. Right when we walked in the door I saw the perfect pair but they only had an eight. Darn my big feet. I wear a nine, usually. So then we had to go all over the mall and they had a "natural" colored pair that was kind of the same at this other store [but I really wanted the brown ones]. I got them just because I have NOTHING else to wear with the top and I have to wear it tomorrow night. [*sigh*] Drama.
And Prom is May 10th so we have to get ready for that and I have to get my dress altered Friday, get my nails done Saturday to see if they're going to look right, get a spray tan to see if I will look like an Oompa-Loompa or if it'll look alright [because I really do not have the patience for the cancer-inducing tanning bed for hours on end], figure out how the heck to do my hair, and I actually have no idea where we're going to eat so I have to find that out too, and I have to decide how much money to take, and all that crap. Yeah. Sounds like fun, huh?
I also still have about four pictures [I think] to do for people [and I feel like I'm NEVER going to get them done] but if I remember correctly we're out either this Monday or next so I might get something done that day. I'm reading this really sad Agatha Christie, "The Hollow." It's totally depressing because the main character is 40, but he's reminiscing about being in love when he was 24, and he gets shot. Oh, and did I mention his name is John? Yeah, weird real-life parallels. And there's this continual thing about how everyone around him were just shadows or echoes and he was the only one truly alive. Oh and in the beginning, one of the girls, Henrietta, is talking about her feelings for John and I swear I could copy and paste that into my John/Sophie story and it would totally work. Weirdness.
And I'm really tired but get the feeling I'm not going to be able to sleep very well. But hopefully I'm wrong.
Oh, in History today I learned that the Secretary of War during WWII was George L. Harrison. lolz. I couldn't stop smiling at that. So that made me feel a little better after being all sad. But I'm still a little blue.
This is probably why I was sad. Well not this but the events/people causing me to write this made me sad. This is like a letter, I guess. And I can't really say this to the person so I thought I'd put it here just so I can kind of get it out.
I get the feeling we've grown apart and that really makes me sad. You hardly said two words to me this morning. Granted, I wasn't making an effort either but I've just been really stressed lately. Sorry if I've offended you or something. I would like to know why you've like pretty much ignored me for two weeks though. Was it something I did or said? I miss our little semi-philosophical discussions. Well, okay, if you want the real truth, I miss you. I know you're there but you're not quite the same person. Maybe I just never really knew you that well to begin with. Funny isn't it, how life can seem really good and then sort of spiral out of control in such a short time? I really don't mean to be so melodramatic but there's been a lot going on lately and I'd hate to lose your friendship over anything [trivial or otherwise] that can be helped.
So yeah, I don't expect y'all to comment on that or anything unless you just want to say something. It was more for my own personal benefit, but I don't care f you read it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have posted it, right? lol.
This has kinda become really rather drawn-out so I'm gonna stop now. =)
Love,
Anna