Well hello little corner of the internet,
I finished my work for today, and now I'm looking for a creative outlet that doesn't involve drawing ellipses.
Today felt like a disaster at school in some ways, I was feeling rather lonely and friendless again, and I had an insubstantial lunch which made Drawing 1 like so much fun, yay. It's really easy to learn stuff and do well in class when one is fainting of hunger and falling asleep on top of that.
I'm afraid I was still feeling pretty friendless when I went to Art Talks at six, even though I'd bought myself a sandwich and some yogurt beforehand. That was a good idea, though my awkwardness still clung on and it was made worse by the fact that the entire room was filled with people happily chatting away with each other. It was nigh unto deafening.
I did find someone I'm acquainted with to sit by, but she wasn't much inclined toward conversation.
I made the mistake of writing in the margins of my notebook about how I couldn't figure out how to make friends and I should try harder next week. I'm pretty sure the girl I was sitting by read it. Oops. Way to make an impression...
Oh well, lately I've become quite well-versed at fitting in. I was good at it before, but now I get to practice it around four days out of seven.
Hopefully next week will go better. I still enjoy my classes, though I seem to have arrived near the bottom of the hill, the place one slowly drifts to after the patina of novelty has worn off of the first page of a new chapter in life. (How'd ya like that mishmash of metaphors?)
At any rate, I will certainly do my best to eat better next week. Today was NOT fun, but as with all days, I learned.
I finished my work for today, and now I'm looking for a creative outlet that doesn't involve drawing ellipses.
Today felt like a disaster at school in some ways, I was feeling rather lonely and friendless again, and I had an insubstantial lunch which made Drawing 1 like so much fun, yay. It's really easy to learn stuff and do well in class when one is fainting of hunger and falling asleep on top of that.
I'm afraid I was still feeling pretty friendless when I went to Art Talks at six, even though I'd bought myself a sandwich and some yogurt beforehand. That was a good idea, though my awkwardness still clung on and it was made worse by the fact that the entire room was filled with people happily chatting away with each other. It was nigh unto deafening.
I did find someone I'm acquainted with to sit by, but she wasn't much inclined toward conversation.
I made the mistake of writing in the margins of my notebook about how I couldn't figure out how to make friends and I should try harder next week. I'm pretty sure the girl I was sitting by read it. Oops. Way to make an impression...
Oh well, lately I've become quite well-versed at fitting in. I was good at it before, but now I get to practice it around four days out of seven.
Hopefully next week will go better. I still enjoy my classes, though I seem to have arrived near the bottom of the hill, the place one slowly drifts to after the patina of novelty has worn off of the first page of a new chapter in life. (How'd ya like that mishmash of metaphors?)
At any rate, I will certainly do my best to eat better next week. Today was NOT fun, but as with all days, I learned.
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