empty rhetoric
so it's a couple minutes to four a.m. and i'm looking out my window, posing introspective questions about life - my life, in particular, i suppose - all the while delaying much needed studying for a spanish midterm i'm completely unprepared for.
who am i?
i ask myself this jokingly, but after a second, now that i put that out there, i've realized, wait, i'm asking this in earnest.
i think i'm in love with an idea.
(embodied in a particular individual)
i'm being too vague, but i've realized too that that's just what i do, it's my unpleasant tendency.
i suppose i will never tell him.
for many reasons.
onto to more relevant news for update worthy posting:
1. i've fallen into falsely believing that i'm only joking when i say "sartorial aesthetic is my religion" - this is bad, i think; especially when you start browsing through fashion blogs on the daily
2. i've given away the largest canvas i've ever stretched - i'm happy with this (now that i've come to terms with it)
3. painting/drawing are slowly creeping back into my life
4. i'm finally becoming OK with these waves of sadness that can be so new and overwhelming after waves of pure bliss
5. i've discovered that you can never have too much faith in me, because i'll just disappoint
oh god, what an awful post.
too downer.
ack, i must go.
does anyone even look at LJ anymore?
who am i?
i ask myself this jokingly, but after a second, now that i put that out there, i've realized, wait, i'm asking this in earnest.
i think i'm in love with an idea.
(embodied in a particular individual)
i'm being too vague, but i've realized too that that's just what i do, it's my unpleasant tendency.
i suppose i will never tell him.
for many reasons.
onto to more relevant news for update worthy posting:
1. i've fallen into falsely believing that i'm only joking when i say "sartorial aesthetic is my religion" - this is bad, i think; especially when you start browsing through fashion blogs on the daily
2. i've given away the largest canvas i've ever stretched - i'm happy with this (now that i've come to terms with it)
3. painting/drawing are slowly creeping back into my life
4. i'm finally becoming OK with these waves of sadness that can be so new and overwhelming after waves of pure bliss
5. i've discovered that you can never have too much faith in me, because i'll just disappoint
oh god, what an awful post.
too downer.
ack, i must go.
does anyone even look at LJ anymore?