Wow, I really fail at keeping up with this. My sincerest and utmost apologies...
The good news is I'm not dead.
The bad news is my thirst for blogging may continue to go unsatisfied for the time being. SIGH.
It turns out being a student consumes a lot of time. (I know, weird right?) Luckily, I have a very thought-provoking class and another course that involves photography. And, here's the likely best part: I have a shiny new camera! Whoopee! So I expect that whatever I do manage to post, whenever that may be, will hopefully include some of my better shots. Hey, maybe one of them will even inspire a poem or something along that line.
On a rather random side note, I do believe I may be developing certain tendencies that may cause me to appear...oh, I don't know, COMPLETELY NUTS. Like, more-so than my usual "nuts". For instance, I have developed a bit of a nervous twitch since my dad died in May, so I'm always subconsciously drumming my fingers or fidgeting in some way. *Glances down at tapping foot and rolls eyes*And half the time I just don't feel up to socializing, since I've come to realize humankind is much less frustrating to just watch, rather than actually mingle with. Plus, in addition to the latter, I have the attention span of a freakin' schizophrenic monkey. I'll begin a sentence and halfway through I cannot remember what I was getting at to begin with. I fear I'm beginning to look the part of reclusive, mentally unstable girl who clutches her iPod like a starving child would the last chocolate chip cookie on earth.
Yup. I'm that girl.
Well, I'm off to listen to said chocolate-chip-cookie-iPod-of-awesomeness and attempt to write something substantial. Hopefully I can pull together some combination of words that will actually make sense, maybe draw up a poem or-- or... Meh, I lost it. Schizophrenic monkey moment...
Ciao, people. Stay earthbound, 'cause space can't handle your level of spiffiness.
The good news is I'm not dead.
The bad news is my thirst for blogging may continue to go unsatisfied for the time being. SIGH.
It turns out being a student consumes a lot of time. (I know, weird right?) Luckily, I have a very thought-provoking class and another course that involves photography. And, here's the likely best part: I have a shiny new camera! Whoopee! So I expect that whatever I do manage to post, whenever that may be, will hopefully include some of my better shots. Hey, maybe one of them will even inspire a poem or something along that line.
On a rather random side note, I do believe I may be developing certain tendencies that may cause me to appear...oh, I don't know, COMPLETELY NUTS. Like, more-so than my usual "nuts". For instance, I have developed a bit of a nervous twitch since my dad died in May, so I'm always subconsciously drumming my fingers or fidgeting in some way. *Glances down at tapping foot and rolls eyes*And half the time I just don't feel up to socializing, since I've come to realize humankind is much less frustrating to just watch, rather than actually mingle with. Plus, in addition to the latter, I have the attention span of a freakin' schizophrenic monkey. I'll begin a sentence and halfway through I cannot remember what I was getting at to begin with. I fear I'm beginning to look the part of reclusive, mentally unstable girl who clutches her iPod like a starving child would the last chocolate chip cookie on earth.
Yup. I'm that girl.
Well, I'm off to listen to said chocolate-chip-cookie-iPod-of-awesomeness and attempt to write something substantial. Hopefully I can pull together some combination of words that will actually make sense, maybe draw up a poem or-- or... Meh, I lost it. Schizophrenic monkey moment...
Ciao, people. Stay earthbound, 'cause space can't handle your level of spiffiness.
Hah, I love you. <3 I wouldn't worry about that stuff too much. You have to live with yourself so you just notice it more. I tend to rock back and forth when I space out. Please keep making art
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Thanks for the encouragement! Heh I'm actually taking to odd little hobbies to keep my hands busy, like making friendship bracelets that I'll never wear and learning to knit. 'Tis helping immensely.
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