it's beginning to look alot like Christmas
I went and completed my English final today, an essay on an essay. I was sassy in it, but we were supposed to analyze it and the author just wasn't cutting it. So many fallacies.
I then picked up my independent study form for Mr. H's drawing class. Previously on my last day of painting I had asked him if I could take the class even though I'm leaving in the beginning of April, he said I should just do independent study. I told him I just wanted to learn more from him, he's a wellspring of every type of artistic expression out there. He even said I could just come to class unofficially, that's how rad he is. I declined of course.
Then I tried to find the old vet we used to go to but failed miserably, twice, so I went to the other one to get Lillie's toothbrush. I was made aware, again, how horrible this islands over-population is. The tiny straight parking spaces and tiny parking lots in general. Rude people. I tried to get as straight as I could but I was hot and t.o.'d so I just left it, my back wheel was on the line crookedly, an older local man was all "look you're double parked, see?" and I told him I couldn't park and then continued under my breath that maybe he should just park for me since he's so attentive and maybe get me a closer spot then all the way down the road to the supermarket. People give such dirty looks when I'm struggling in my car.
I also got some Liquin for my oil paints, and a bearded homeless guy smiled and waved at me.
I really need to start painting or doing something since I decided and announced that I was going to pursue art instead of going back to traditional college. Since then I have made nothing, but it's been raining crazy cakes here and as of now I can only use my oil paints outside.
I dream of having a studio when we move. Dreamy.
I don't feel as though anyone reads this anymore except for maybe 2 or so people so I think I'm just going to start posting here more and not worry about annoying people's friends pages. Delete me if I am or something.
Lillie's breaking out on her chin so I'm treating her with kitty-Clearasil aka Pyoben gel
I wish I would do the things I think about all the time and that people would see me the way I want to be seen.
I then picked up my independent study form for Mr. H's drawing class. Previously on my last day of painting I had asked him if I could take the class even though I'm leaving in the beginning of April, he said I should just do independent study. I told him I just wanted to learn more from him, he's a wellspring of every type of artistic expression out there. He even said I could just come to class unofficially, that's how rad he is. I declined of course.
Then I tried to find the old vet we used to go to but failed miserably, twice, so I went to the other one to get Lillie's toothbrush. I was made aware, again, how horrible this islands over-population is. The tiny straight parking spaces and tiny parking lots in general. Rude people. I tried to get as straight as I could but I was hot and t.o.'d so I just left it, my back wheel was on the line crookedly, an older local man was all "look you're double parked, see?" and I told him I couldn't park and then continued under my breath that maybe he should just park for me since he's so attentive and maybe get me a closer spot then all the way down the road to the supermarket. People give such dirty looks when I'm struggling in my car.
I also got some Liquin for my oil paints, and a bearded homeless guy smiled and waved at me.
I really need to start painting or doing something since I decided and announced that I was going to pursue art instead of going back to traditional college. Since then I have made nothing, but it's been raining crazy cakes here and as of now I can only use my oil paints outside.
I dream of having a studio when we move. Dreamy.
I don't feel as though anyone reads this anymore except for maybe 2 or so people so I think I'm just going to start posting here more and not worry about annoying people's friends pages. Delete me if I am or something.
Lillie's breaking out on her chin so I'm treating her with kitty-Clearasil aka Pyoben gel
I wish I would do the things I think about all the time and that people would see me the way I want to be seen.