School is getting better, thank the various gods of little things like kitten sneezes and cracked eggs. I'm not quite so disgusted with the people around me, and I think I'm finally getting a handle on how things work again. English wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and all my other classes passed rather uneventfully. There was a "class meeting" in the middle of history, where the entire Junior class begrudgingly went to the gymnasium to be lectured my Mr. Bishop (le principle) and ignore him entirely (le all of my friends) Though I will say I payed attention at the end when Alex (yeah, that Alex) got up with student council and then some random other guys and heiled the entire class, multiple times. It was brilliant. Speaking of Alex, I'm noticing that most of the people he hangs out with are guys that I would want to hang out with/date. Which is just....
I couldn't pass that up X3 Anywho, on with my day, art class was especially awesome, because we were given our assignment, which is to draw a portrait, without just drawing a person's face. I got hella excited, because that just sounds like so much fun. I already have three ideas. The first was to do one of my dad. It would be of our old moter home (most of my memories of him happened in there) It would be the side, a close up on the door and then there would be a grey cut-out where I guess I would be standing. Kind of more than just a representation of my dad, and even going into my memories of the simple times, even when he was in Montana, it wasn't so bat-shit dramatic. And then my being almost cut-out is a show of how he decided to not try any more and is therefore loosing me.
The second idea I had was of this old friend I had, Luke, we got together every Tuesday and played with dinosaurs and blocks and things of that nature. Then he moved Bosnia, I never saw him again, even though now he lives only about an hour away from me. I just remember he was kind of a jerk, but mostly really cool, and we had some fun times. His would be a long-neck toy dinosaur in one corner and a to horse in the other with a broken neck, and behind them is a garden box full of carrots. Those are all just snippets of my most vibrant memories of him. (He broke the neck of one of my horses when he was staying at our house while we were on our four month road-trip. Like I said, he could be a jerk.)
Finally would be a portrait of Scout. This one's imagery is kind of weak, but it's the craziest. So it would be of a figure, but instead of having a head, it's a giant eyeball that has Scout's two colored iris. The eyeball has a head-eating bow on, and is wearing Scout's strawberry loli outfit. The background is a moon with several rings around it. I want to try and incorporate some of her old punk/gothy style, but I haven't figured it out quite yet.
I'm still not sure which picture I want to do, they all sound like they could be really cool for different reasons. Also, choir retreat this Saturday, Jared's in choir with me, what fuck do? (aside from my normal violently ignore tactic)
Also also, I tried talking to Nic the other day over facebook. It was just... a bad idea. Things are still really awkward and it was not good at all. Really I wanted to slap myself for even thinking that would be a good idea. I mean, I still can't look Alex in the eye and we've been talking a lot. I shared some of my poetry with the guy for fucks sake. I don't even post poetry here or on my DA. Guh. It's just weird. I really was not a fan of it, but I guess that's how talking with Nic is going to be for a long while. At least it most likely will be. For how I felt talking to Nic, please refer to the above picture.
HAWKWARD.
I couldn't pass that up X3 Anywho, on with my day, art class was especially awesome, because we were given our assignment, which is to draw a portrait, without just drawing a person's face. I got hella excited, because that just sounds like so much fun. I already have three ideas. The first was to do one of my dad. It would be of our old moter home (most of my memories of him happened in there) It would be the side, a close up on the door and then there would be a grey cut-out where I guess I would be standing. Kind of more than just a representation of my dad, and even going into my memories of the simple times, even when he was in Montana, it wasn't so bat-shit dramatic. And then my being almost cut-out is a show of how he decided to not try any more and is therefore loosing me.
The second idea I had was of this old friend I had, Luke, we got together every Tuesday and played with dinosaurs and blocks and things of that nature. Then he moved Bosnia, I never saw him again, even though now he lives only about an hour away from me. I just remember he was kind of a jerk, but mostly really cool, and we had some fun times. His would be a long-neck toy dinosaur in one corner and a to horse in the other with a broken neck, and behind them is a garden box full of carrots. Those are all just snippets of my most vibrant memories of him. (He broke the neck of one of my horses when he was staying at our house while we were on our four month road-trip. Like I said, he could be a jerk.)
Finally would be a portrait of Scout. This one's imagery is kind of weak, but it's the craziest. So it would be of a figure, but instead of having a head, it's a giant eyeball that has Scout's two colored iris. The eyeball has a head-eating bow on, and is wearing Scout's strawberry loli outfit. The background is a moon with several rings around it. I want to try and incorporate some of her old punk/gothy style, but I haven't figured it out quite yet.
I'm still not sure which picture I want to do, they all sound like they could be really cool for different reasons. Also, choir retreat this Saturday, Jared's in choir with me, what fuck do? (aside from my normal violently ignore tactic)
Also also, I tried talking to Nic the other day over facebook. It was just... a bad idea. Things are still really awkward and it was not good at all. Really I wanted to slap myself for even thinking that would be a good idea. I mean, I still can't look Alex in the eye and we've been talking a lot. I shared some of my poetry with the guy for fucks sake. I don't even post poetry here or on my DA. Guh. It's just weird. I really was not a fan of it, but I guess that's how talking with Nic is going to be for a long while. At least it most likely will be. For how I felt talking to Nic, please refer to the above picture.
HAWKWARD.
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