a pretty girl is like a violent crime... if you do it wrong, you could do time
I went for a walk in the rain tonight and it was BEAUTIFUL. No joke. Just me and an umbrella and some music and a pair of rain boots. Literally just me, because the only other people out in the downpour were like... sprinting across campus trying to stay dry. I love walking around campus at night. It's wonderful in the rain; the way the lights outside the theatre play across the puddles is absolutely gorgeous and someday I need to get people to go over there and let me take photos of them in it, because it's too beautiful not to record somehow.
The rain boots are probably one of the best presents I've ever received. Hooray for being able to walk through enormous puddles.
Man, I don't even want to put together a schedule for next semester. I don't want to think about it right now. Sigh. I feel like so much of my life is missing in academics. I miss being able to take four or five english classes. I guess I've just always figured that, in regard to art and literature, they are something that will always be a part of my life, but maybe never in an institutionalized fashion.
Part of me is still pretty sure I'll freak out in like my third year of college and just decide to go to art school.
Part of me wants a fantasy future where I'm a National Geographic photographer-writer.
Sometimes I wish I had the ability to love just a few things, instead of all of them at once.
The rain boots are probably one of the best presents I've ever received. Hooray for being able to walk through enormous puddles.
Man, I don't even want to put together a schedule for next semester. I don't want to think about it right now. Sigh. I feel like so much of my life is missing in academics. I miss being able to take four or five english classes. I guess I've just always figured that, in regard to art and literature, they are something that will always be a part of my life, but maybe never in an institutionalized fashion.
Part of me is still pretty sure I'll freak out in like my third year of college and just decide to go to art school.
Part of me wants a fantasy future where I'm a National Geographic photographer-writer.
Sometimes I wish I had the ability to love just a few things, instead of all of them at once.