Mar 22, 2005 16:13
I need some art back in my life. I need to cover myself with splatters of paint and try to create something that I want to keep with me. I want to ease my aching wrists enough to create with charcoal in black and white so I feel like something has actually been expressed more than through any words I'm ever able to make on my own. I need to dance. I want to get drunk and dance to blaring music and find everything in the bathrooms hilarious.
I want to howl with laughter. I want to howl with laughter with people again in situations that I don't feel like I have to work hard to be "in" with. Did i feel like that before? I dont know. I want play mixed in with work, instead of having to work to play, work during play. this is not necessarily anything for or against London, Centre, or home, just writings durnig a dry drama class about things im missing in my life right now by being in both a liberating and limiting spot. Did you know "spot" is a zit here? Makes for cute commercials.
I want a rainy summer day where I can leave the window open, smell the warm rain, and hear the fan whirring in the room. The gloomy, yet cmoforting approach of the gray clouds smelling of childhood summers and sprinklers.
If anyone knows where I can get a Dory t-shirt let me know. If its sparkly, all the better.
Has anyone seen Miss Congeniality 2?
Procastinating before studying for the humanities test is fun.