I know people try their hardest to try and befriend me, and I try to be social, but I am not one to hold up a conversation for long. Some old friends come back, say hey and all that, but I do not know why, it's hard to keep talking. My passions are writing, and art most likely. We are keeping journals in art class now, and so far my teacher (who seems to think I am one of those crazy artists who probably sees the world in different eyes and maybe that's true but why would I tell her?) has been praising me for my work. I was supposed to go into the class of Advanced Creative Writing Sessions, but since my latest art piece my professor has wanted me back and she switched my classes. I have spent the latest bit of my time examining deformations in the smallest crevices of the Earth, trying to pierce every question in the world. But even an artist with such an extensive potential as I could not figure out such mind boggling problems and beauties and marvels reveled from beyond. Seeing beyond is something everyone has, a talent, not likely, to feel love, to see and learn colours, and to know true pains.
Tilly_Witch · Wed Apr 25, 2007 @ 02:28am · 0 Comments |