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I have to write a five page essay about this painting. I'm well on my way, it started out rough but I've already got five pages, I think I can do this forever, be a scholar of art and religion.
Heard the coyotes howling pretty close this morning.
Came out of an intensely happy dream: I was at Chalone again, running naked through that blank canvas of an estate that overlooked the vineyards near the magical Pinnacles, the beauty of sun through those ceiling tall windows, feeling like secluded movie stars. I've been going back to exhilaration in my dreams lately.
My meeting with the counselor had gone well, it felt good to dump my frustrations and lack of hope on someone that could do something about it, and I'm a lot farther along than I though to getting my A.A. I only need, one English class, one women's study class, and a few math classes. And then whatever my major is. She said YOU MUST DECIDE BY FALL WHAT TO MAJOR IN! She lined up for me math with my favorite math teacher and english two days a week, right down the street at the Marina campus, which will be so nice, and an online women in American History class for spring semester. I have a million W's but my grades aren't below B's.
Feel much better. Just need to chose a major.?.
Yesterday was busy...3 am I was awake getting ready for work which was busy because Starbucks was giving away free coffee to people who voted and after work I myself voted: I think Obama is going to make it!!!!!!! <3 I haven't seen this morning's news yet. I'm also holding my breath for no on 8 which should be a no brainer and I can't believe there are so many people as to make that a close one. I voted no on the speedrail because it was too much money and our schools are in more need of that money. Yes on the local roads and transportation etc, the others I didn't feel anything for and just tried making the right decisions based on what I could learn in the proposition book which I crash studied for the night before.
Then I walked Molly, the air is cold enough now to be comfortable and dust free, I'm going to love walking Molly Sue through winter mornings, leaving lung ghosts behind me to melt in the lace lichen.
Then I had lunch and half a carton of cookies n' cream and fell asleep and woke up feeling really gross.
Then I went through my books and learned about the Six Persimmons, too bad I didn't read anything yet it's pretty fasinating to me. I needed more and went to my school library, stopped to look at a bird work on a tree branch, people looked oddly at me. A huge glossy potato bug crawled across my path and I thought of when I was 9 and dad put one on mom's knee to scare her while she was gardening because she hates them more than anything and I've never seen her scream and flutter like that. I get so confused at the school's library it's too high tech for me: so off to the Public one and got caught in Farmer's Market day traffic and crowds, in the darkness, in the wind with maple leaves circling parked cars, people were partying next to Barack Obama signs next to fruit and vegetable stands, I flashed them the peace sign though traffic was pissing me off and my time was going down a black hole and I had indigestion from too much ice cream. Trying to get through what few books I could find and then I have sketch at 9 I hope I make it.