I kind’ve just woke up. I enjoy that I can roll out of bed at 9:45AM, put clothing on, grab my bag, and still be early for my 10:05AM class. It’s a pretty great feeling, but I know it’ll be one that won’t exist next semester when I’m living off campus.
A few nights ago, I went out to take some pictures of the Atlanta skyline at night, which in my opinion looks pretty phenomenal. Unfortunately, my camera does not take good night shots, which is a damn shame. I need a higher-grade camera for those I suppose. It did make me feel better, though, after doing that. I proceeded to go through some of my older pictures and upload some to Facebook. I take far too many pictures at the Aquarium. XD But, I’m hoping for some comments on my new photos. And my blog posts.
I wish I had the time and energy (and money…) to just wander and travel randomly throughout the US and maybe abroad. I’d love to do it very Bohemian-like, but that kinda excludes having money to do this, and a trademark of a Bohemian lifestyle is not being materialistic. That’s, sadly, not me – I love my toys and games and knick-knacks. My collections, my movies, etc. =/ I guess that’s not me. I mean, I feel pretty weird about my haircut right now. I have these moments where I don’t mind or even like it, but then at other times I feel like my hair sucks and I’d be better off bald. x.x That’s not Bohemian at all – being materialistic about my own hair.
Hurm. Class is about to end. I’ll probably need to go and get food and run towards the Student Center, get food, go to Smalltalk… I’m really beginning to detest this rat race at this school this particular semester.
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Those lines indicate a passing of time. Namely, I have to do these entries very stop and go. It is now 2AM, and I have just finished watching Ratatouille. I enjoyed this movie thoroughly. :) Another movie I would have liked to write about was Watchmen. What a stunning movie – my pick for favorite character is torn sharply between Rorschach and Dr. Manhattan. Both of them are excellent characters in their own rights.
I have very stream of consciousness writing. I just… I write it if it comes to mind. I don’t know if this is a good thing or not. I wish I had more refined writing technique… or something that when people read what I have to say, it leaves a taste of who I am as opposed to words on a screen. I want the words to pop, not blend, to squiggle, not to stand. I don’t have that. I wish I could inspire.
There’s a lot of things I find myself wishing for.
I have some talents, I think. I make people laugh in conversation. Usually through terrible puns, or situations… I can’t DO anything with that though. It’s not like writing or photography or, hell, knitting, even, where I have something tangible that others can enjoy. It’s a fleeting sensation, a laugh, and I second of “let’s keep this guy around”, MAYBE. But even then, some people, no matter how hard I try just seem to forsake me.
There’s something wrong with my head, I know it. I feel like the second half of Flowers for Algernon. I can’t concentrate and I feel… worthless. I find that the cat here keeps me more company than most. I appreciate it, but I wish he wouldn’t move when I pet him, or cry when I hold him. He does it for everyone, but he’s always following me so you’d think I could… I hope he’s happy here.
Nothing more is coming to me, though I don’t feel like any of this writing is inspired. I’m half tempted to deleted everything I’ve written, but then what’s the purpose of a blog? So, here, have it. A look into my head at the moment. I hope I can put something more interesting up in the near future, but in the meantime, I feel like I should apologise.
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