maybe you're for real
it's been raining a lot lately. and the humidity has been well, humid. which isn't good, because i have no air conditioning in my house. i do in my room, which is good i guess. and at least CAPA's air conditioned. i really want to go there. it's pretty damn incredible. free food, tokens, air conditioning, and interesting classes, like art. and god, the people there are so talented, the art on the walls is pretty good for high school kids. there's this one installation, it's a memorial, for a student who died. there's paintings of what she stood for, and things that described her, and then there are sculptures in cigar boxes that just try to express greif. it's so amazing how people captured these feelings of confusion, and this seemingly endless sadness. it's really... good, i guess; if something that sprang up from tragedy can be considered 'good.' and the main hallway is so boss (heh heh, i'm using Emme's replacement for cool), it's like being in a college building or something, it's open, and carpeted, and has this georgeous iron spiral stair cases that lead up to the roof, but you can't walk on them. i guess i'm just writing cause i feel sort of... changed, today. we'll see what happenes, usually, nothing ever does.