Don't ever throw out your sketches until you truly are finished with the classes. Oh my God. I can't believe I held onto them for all these weeks, then decided to throw them out three days before I needed them.
And thus, today has been a rough and shitty day. I just wasn't myself. EVERYONE was bothering me, texting me, calling me, knocking on my door... it was a nightmare. I freaked myself out and just couldn't think. It's still not over, ugh. And then Dorothy bothered me about the lease AGAIN. Look, it's not that I'm avoiding it, but that I have fifty million other things going on that are a little bit more important than a house that we're not even dealing with for three more months. And she knows I don't leave campus except to go home. I'm real glad that she just took the easy way out of college, but I'm over here trying to stay on track. We all have to make sacrifices for what we want and what we need, and I'd rather sacrifice pleasure for success and to know that I'll be well off in life.
I'm just ready to go home. I don't want to think about anything, or do anything. I want to paint, I want to draw. I want to play Minecraft and Sims and cuddle my bunny. As Mr. Sealy used to say, we need a few days to reorganize our lives. He used to say that after shows and contests, and it makes more sense now than it ever did then. I'm tired of living in a half packed room, dodging boxes and bags and staring at blank walls. I need color, I need inspiring things, and I need space.
When I'm stressed, I like to listen to acoustic things, or piano things, or just calm, pretty things. I watched a lot of videos of Anette singing parts two and four of "Poet and the Pendulum", which always makes my heart melt. And there's always "The Islander", and you can't go wrong with golden Marco voice playing golden Marco acoustic. And then another recent fave:
It's so pretty. Their voices mix like ham and cheese.
xx Who Tied My Hands To The Wheel Marz
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