it is still ineffable.
Thursday, October 11, 2007 x 10:00 PM
I brought down my art down 3 levels. WHY OH WHY ARE PEOPLE SO LAZY? TELL ME WHY?!?!? CLIMBING THREE LEVELS UP IS A GOOD EXERCISE. :(
It's.. different now in the art room.
The lights are too bright
it is not claustraphobic enough
the process is far different from the dark room
there was no sara
the lights are diffferent
the flooring is different
the whole journey is different
the arrangement is different
i didn't say bye to kent
i miss kent
i miss my dark room
i want my mirrors
i miss the fan that almost chopped off my fingers
i miss the tap that produces funny colour
i miss the heat
i miss climbing around in the dark room
i miss the weird things that happen in the dark room
i miss stoning and crying in the dark room
i miss my terabithia.
I thought i would feel better hitting people with the stress buster. but...
i thought a thought but the thought i thought wasn't the thought i thought i thought. if the thought i thought had been the thought i thought, i wouldn't have thought so much.
i'm such a whiney brat. helmet says its a sacrifice for a prize. I don't want any prize. i just want my dark room..
i should get over it. like how helmet would always say. WAKE UP YOUR IDEA.
Ok. i got the point. but... WAHHHHHHHHHH :(
i think i can use the stress buster all night.