Reading: The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
Summer, summer. Haven't been doing much lately, have I? Shame on me. Just been so busy! Drama has consumed completely; last week i assistant directed a children's musical/ taught drama, this week I am working my first paid acting gig as a voiceover for a website on abusive relationships, next week I am counselor at a residential performing arts camp, the next week teaching drama to lil kids for $50 a day (not too bad for only a few days).... then vacation time all of July which I will definitely need.
Leaving for college August 14, have registered for all my classes. Ah scary!
So up was really cute, but I couldn't tell the different between 3D and reg.
My laptop's wireless chip has been broken for a month or so now. And as I was in the process of cleaning it off to have it shipped to be fixed moment ago, it came back on. I'm still trying to figure out that one.
I stumbled upon some computer paper on my desk a couple hours ago, made me miss drawing. So I may draw something soon. I want to write as well... and I need to pick up my camera... I'm just so lazy recently for some reason.
It's gunna be a big summer, that's for sure.
I guess I'll force myself to go to bed. Sometimes, I've found, you just don't feel like it.
SotD Bruised Jack's Mannequin
I've got my things, I'm good to go You met me at the terminal Just one more plane ride and it's done We stood like statues at the gate Vacation's come and gone too late There's so much sun where I'm from I had to give it away Had to give you away
And we spent four days on an island at your family's old hotel Sometimes perfection can be, can be perfect hell Perfect...
Hours passed and she still counts the minutes that I am not there I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this, like every inch of me is bruised And don't fly fast Oh pilot can you help me, can you make this last? This plane is all I got so keep it steady now cause every inch you see is bruised
I lace my chucks I walk the aisle I take my pills, the babies cry All I hear is what's playing through the in-flight radio Now every word of every song I ever heard that made me wanna stay is what's playing through the in-flight radio and I, and I am finally waking up.
Hours passed and she still counts the minutes that i am not there I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this, like every inch of me is bruised, bruised Don't fly fast Oh pilot can you help me, can you make this last? This plane is all i got so keep it steady now cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah
So read your books but stay out late some nights, some nights And don't think that you can't stop by the bar You haven't shown your face here since the bad news Well I'm here till close with fingers crossed each night cause your place isn't far
And hours pass Hours pass Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
She still counts the minutes that I am not there I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this, like every inch of me is bruised, bruised And don't fly fast Oh pilot can you help me, can you make this last? This plane is all I got so keep it steady now cause every inch you see is bruised Bruised, bruised.
Very talented artists and some of my close friends:
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