(no subject)
everyone
just
stop reading my journal.
i can guarantee you that it will do nothing but circle in its new pattern of
"oh all i had to do was listen to this music and drive my car and i am better"
and the next day dip back into idon'tknowwhat'swrongwithme
and then go back to being saved by some music
so
that is really all you need to know about my life, ever.
i guess i'm joking.
but i mean it.
i apologize.
i am so teen-age-ed.
Happy Hollow is alright. [cursive.] not my fave. but i'll deal.
in music, ... well, in sonatas, there are three divisions that are called the exposition, the development, and the recapitulation, and i always want to call the recapitulation the re-exposition because i think it makes more sense, and so as far as these past few days have been going, i've been calling the wax on radio re-release "re-exposition" in my head and it feels nice because in this context it makes perfect sense and blahblahblah
i think it's fairly wonderful. all of it.
it's been really weird to work on this french about-me-project and stare at my school picture for 2 hours while i arrange things around it.
hm.
i think that things are happening too rapidly these days and it feels very lonely and disconnected. everyone is coming up with these awful problems and they are things that no one can do anything about. everyone i talk to, it seems.
goodnight for now.
just
stop reading my journal.
i can guarantee you that it will do nothing but circle in its new pattern of
"oh all i had to do was listen to this music and drive my car and i am better"
and the next day dip back into idon'tknowwhat'swrongwithme
and then go back to being saved by some music
so
that is really all you need to know about my life, ever.
i guess i'm joking.
but i mean it.
i apologize.
i am so teen-age-ed.
Happy Hollow is alright. [cursive.] not my fave. but i'll deal.
in music, ... well, in sonatas, there are three divisions that are called the exposition, the development, and the recapitulation, and i always want to call the recapitulation the re-exposition because i think it makes more sense, and so as far as these past few days have been going, i've been calling the wax on radio re-release "re-exposition" in my head and it feels nice because in this context it makes perfect sense and blahblahblah
i think it's fairly wonderful. all of it.
it's been really weird to work on this french about-me-project and stare at my school picture for 2 hours while i arrange things around it.
hm.
i think that things are happening too rapidly these days and it feels very lonely and disconnected. everyone is coming up with these awful problems and they are things that no one can do anything about. everyone i talk to, it seems.
goodnight for now.