Howdy folks. All is well.
I am doing my best not to freak out about school. I am keeping myself busy so it seems to be working.
I tried something a little bit different today...
I did this little thing called eating breakfast. It was good. I should try it again some time...
Me and some friends at school went to the Chrysler Museum of Art today in between two classes to try and pick out some pieces for research papers. I narrowed it down to a few and then hit up the library a little bit later to nab some books.
The class it is for is American Art since 1865, and the Chrysler has a pretty good collection of modern art so I picked a few from there and some other older pieces. I think I'm trying to narrow it down from Pollock, Cassat, Warhol, or Hassam. Eventhough I am still trying to pick one, I am pretty sure I will go with Cassat. The Chrysler has a beautiful painting of her's, The Family, which would give me plenty of material to research and babble about.
The paper is not due for a bit, but I have a abstract of that paper due Friday morning. A abstract shouldn't be anything to worry about, however it has to be completely coherent and I have to sound like I know what I'm talking about...I guess those are the same things.
Oh well, keep on rockin' and I'm gonna try and keep my sanity...
-J
Morrigan's journal entry sparked images of lyrics from a song so it will be the song of the day
I don't want to be hostile.
I don't want to be dismal.
But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existance either.
See, I want to believe you,
and I want to trust
and I want to have faith to put away the dagger.
But you lie, cheat, and steal.
..and yet I tolerate you.
Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
while I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your praise and glory.
Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma
as I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your glory while you
lie, cheat, and steal.
...how can I tolerate you?
Our guilt,our blame ,
I've been far too sympathetic.
Our blood, our fault.
I've been far too sympathetic.
I am not innocent.
You are not innocent.
No one is innocent.
I will no longer tolerate you
Even if I must go down beside you.
Because...
...no one is innocent.
I am doing my best not to freak out about school. I am keeping myself busy so it seems to be working.
I tried something a little bit different today...
I did this little thing called eating breakfast. It was good. I should try it again some time...
Me and some friends at school went to the Chrysler Museum of Art today in between two classes to try and pick out some pieces for research papers. I narrowed it down to a few and then hit up the library a little bit later to nab some books.
The class it is for is American Art since 1865, and the Chrysler has a pretty good collection of modern art so I picked a few from there and some other older pieces. I think I'm trying to narrow it down from Pollock, Cassat, Warhol, or Hassam. Eventhough I am still trying to pick one, I am pretty sure I will go with Cassat. The Chrysler has a beautiful painting of her's, The Family, which would give me plenty of material to research and babble about.
The paper is not due for a bit, but I have a abstract of that paper due Friday morning. A abstract shouldn't be anything to worry about, however it has to be completely coherent and I have to sound like I know what I'm talking about...I guess those are the same things.
Oh well, keep on rockin' and I'm gonna try and keep my sanity...
-J
Morrigan's journal entry sparked images of lyrics from a song so it will be the song of the day
I don't want to be hostile.
I don't want to be dismal.
But I don't want to rot in an apathetic existance either.
See, I want to believe you,
and I want to trust
and I want to have faith to put away the dagger.
But you lie, cheat, and steal.
..and yet I tolerate you.
Veil of virtue hung to hide your method
while I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your praise and glory.
Shroud of virtue hung to mask your stigma
as I smile and laugh and dance
and sing your glory while you
lie, cheat, and steal.
...how can I tolerate you?
Our guilt,our blame ,
I've been far too sympathetic.
Our blood, our fault.
I've been far too sympathetic.
I am not innocent.
You are not innocent.
No one is innocent.
I will no longer tolerate you
Even if I must go down beside you.
Because...
...no one is innocent.
how is my hottie doin? (i meant your girlfriend
key question: WHAT did you eat for breakfast? myself, i had a big plate of vindication with a side of redemption. and man, am i full.
don't do warhol....everyone will do warhol. he's overdone. i just learned that the new gov of CA had warhol paint a pic of Ms. Shriver for him. see? he's so overdone, arnie even likes him.
been playing your scale(s) on the piano...i can play it a lot faster and it sounds much better
i'm thinking i should take a road trip and visit you!
-me