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pretty o so pretty so pretty and witty and bright! um. . . . kinda. . . . and at the wrong time too. . . . since i have an ugly self portrait to start confused o well. . . . there is nothing like that first shower after a rough, pretty much shower-less week. . . . when you are coated in your own grossness and cant stand to be in your body anymore . . . . and then you go and do everything you possibly can to get completely clean. . . . god, its so great to feel clean. . . .
and lately iv felt mildly inspired for things non-school related. . . . like drawings and stories that i play in my head. . . . i even dreamt last night. i woke up near the end of it to more s**t from my "mom" as she pounded on my door and yelled at me for the millionth time in the past few weeks about the cat peeing everywhere. but just before that, i was dreaming that her, greg, and i were all getting along, searching for some tiny creatures to feed to other slightly bigger creatures in this stream. . . . we were right at the edge of this hill-like cliff and a semi-short waterfall. . . . as in still big, but nothing like niagra. anywho, i almost fell off, but i think they caught my arm or somthing and helped me get back up. or maybe i got back up on my own? i think i fell in the water and was coated in mud whee anywho, then we decided we were done and greg slid down the hill and "mom" and i followed. it was odd that we were going in the opposite direction of "home" but we couldnt get back up the hill if we had tried. but i noticed this train-station looking structure to the left and figured it might have a way to get back up. but greg and "mom" wouldnt go that way. So, i went alone. it was an amazing, bright, spacious, clean house, just like one youd see on tv. i noticed people in the backyard through a kitchen window/door which was the only way out except for the front door, which i had come in. so i was sneaking around when i noticed this blonde, cheerful woman coming towards the kitchen and so i got down on my hands and knees and tried crawling out of site, but she stopped in front of me and said hi in a cheerful way, most likely mistaking me for one of her childrens friends. i thusly played along, saying hi in a cheerful way and acting like i hadnt been doing anything strange. she got on me for walking in her house with muddy shoes, but not in a mean grumpy way. more like a cheerful, kind, but scornful tone. i appoligized and started to explain that i had been raised in a home that didnt care about shoes being taken off or not and said i wouldnt do it again and what not. and just as i was about to find out if id make it out of the house (o and i had a creepy feeling right about now, that even if i had made it out, 'home' would not have been 'home' but rather something in another dimension or something weird like that) anywho, thats when i was awakened to the sound of pounding and bitching confused
um. yeah, anywho, halloween is coming up, so i guess that may explain some things maybe sweatdrop
although, if i dont get more art done soon, i wont have any time to celebrate halloween gonk
i also need to get back out for my walks, even though its getting extremely cold. im getting massively depressed and grumpy. i either cry or yell anytime and im using my brain. my mind is a muddled, cloudy mess. . . .
and my body and mind are always tired.
i need my excercise gonk heart
Unni Ineo · Mon Oct 30, 2006 @ 02:37am · 0 Comments |
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