4.27.2001
 
how do you do it?
make me feel like I do
how do you do it?
it's better than I ever knew
- "stellar": Incubus


Dammit, I wish I could find a guy who can make me feel this way. Alas, I am apparently not "boyfriend" material; sure, I'm cute... the same way Hello Kitty is cute too. Not Logan cute or him cute but cute like a teddy bear. It's starting to bug me again... tch, and here I thought I was gonna be able to spend the rest of the school year not boyhunting.

I think I'm beginning to see the world in that slightly out of tune perspective I've been wanted to obtain for forever... I'm seeing the world in color. Ever since we began painting with colored oil paint in art, I've been analyzing the world around me, dissecting the different shades of color behind a hue. For instance, as I see it, the moust I have would be a grey-black underpainting with Payn's Grey around the edges blended into a mix of Yellow Ochre, White, and the tiniest smidgine of payn's grey.... or should it be cobalt blue?

Let P read something from my current book, and she was stunned. 'Course, she was more understanding since she is an avid Anne Rice reader... but when I showed it to J too, she got really freaked. Ah, the power of literature.

So I didn't end up going to piano lessons afterall. Sis was being a lazy-ass so she called both of us in sick... lazy! And I was looking forward to this week's lesson too... not. Well, it'd be better than last lesson's lecture fest.

... I've neglected my wooden etching for forever, ever since spring break ended.. I don't think I'll work on it much though, too dark already and I wanna try etching in glass now. yay.

completely drained of energy at this poitn.... good bye.......erm, night

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