The wonderful trip has ended. Sadness.
I now type this at 1 in the morning wast coast time, listening to Iridescent by Linkin Park. The weather is cold and wet and uncomfortable. the bed is only slightly warm. My roommates are indifferent to me. I have work that needs doing, and I am too tired to do it. Tomorrow, all I have to look forward to is new headphones (on that not, Skullcandy Skullcrushers: Fuck yeah, seaking) and more work. I need to find a landscape for my project tomorrow. There's always more work. Some days I feel I can conquer it easily, others, like today, feel like a mountain. I don't know if I want to be a webdesign major. Maybe next year I'll go undecided. as for now, all I can do is piece away at it until its finished, like a pool of lava turned into obsidian, and build an indestructible palace out of it. Hey, that's not a bad idea. It'll take me a long time to do, but that would be interesting. Anyway, I need to start letting my mind go in these journals. Become more creative.
The reason I'm so tired is that I visited Rachel over the weekend. I only got to see her for one day, but gods on high and low and those of the rice grains was it worth it. (Warning: Flowery prose) To feel her loving hands on me and around me, her breath upon my chest. My heaven is in her arms. I feel alive with her. Here at champlain I just exist to work and study. No one who sees my interests have any interest in joining me in such. I get dismissed alot. I miss the attention of a group who knows what I'm talking about. She gives me all that and more. We just hold each other, and I know things will be fine. Its either knowledge or faith, and if it is faith then I am concerned that I am turning into a creeper. Well, its just another... eleven days until I return to the Bay. Thank ye deities for Thanksgiving.
Dailight savings can suck an ass.
Well, on those depressing thoughts, I add this: my artistic works. Which I unfortunately have to upload later as I currently cannot find my favorite in any form beyond the userpic I'm using
Well, I guess I will start a hobby. Cosplay! this year, I will become Commisar Ciaphas Cain! HERO OF THE IMPERIUM! Also spell check, Imperium is a word. HAH.
First I need a greatcoat. then a nice hat, followed by boots, dye, pants, glove a laspistol replica, and a replica or put-together chainsword. lastly, a person to play Terric Jurgen would be grand.
I'll get started on that after this week.
Keep relaxed, readers. Stress weakens the ability of the brain to enjoy pleasurable experiences, as well as weakening the immune and recovery responses. relish your means of relaxation, and pride yourself upon your ability to relax, not your ability to work.
Have a nice night. readers.
The reason I'm so tired is that I visited Rachel over the weekend. I only got to see her for one day, but gods on high and low and those of the rice grains was it worth it. (Warning: Flowery prose) To feel her loving hands on me and around me, her breath upon my chest. My heaven is in her arms. I feel alive with her. Here at champlain I just exist to work and study. No one who sees my interests have any interest in joining me in such. I get dismissed alot. I miss the attention of a group who knows what I'm talking about. She gives me all that and more. We just hold each other, and I know things will be fine. Its either knowledge or faith, and if it is faith then I am concerned that I am turning into a creeper. Well, its just another... eleven days until I return to the Bay. Thank ye deities for Thanksgiving.
Dailight savings can suck an ass.
Well, on those depressing thoughts, I add this: my artistic works. Which I unfortunately have to upload later as I currently cannot find my favorite in any form beyond the userpic I'm using
Well, I guess I will start a hobby. Cosplay! this year, I will become Commisar Ciaphas Cain! HERO OF THE IMPERIUM! Also spell check, Imperium is a word. HAH.
First I need a greatcoat. then a nice hat, followed by boots, dye, pants, glove a laspistol replica, and a replica or put-together chainsword. lastly, a person to play Terric Jurgen would be grand.
I'll get started on that after this week.
Keep relaxed, readers. Stress weakens the ability of the brain to enjoy pleasurable experiences, as well as weakening the immune and recovery responses. relish your means of relaxation, and pride yourself upon your ability to relax, not your ability to work.
Have a nice night. readers.