fork in the road

i don't have anything exciting to write about. i don't think. well. i do. but i'm not going to write it. anyways, yesternight i sat down on the dewy lawn with samanth, laid out some blankets and turned up some Feist and began to brush-a-brush against a blank rectangle of canvas-type proportions. it was incredibly soothing. i painted a tree with a flower inside, with a long curly branch reaching out, with a blue bird standing on top. a purple sun is in the corner beating down purple rays upon the blue bird's back. the sky is a luscious shade of green and basically i really like this painting. i'm looking at it right now. mm.

in other news...i crave sleep and soda and other marvy things. i want to go outside and paint once again but i have to read a bum-load of words for three different classes tomorrow. i shouldn't have spent 3 hours in the P-rooms, P-ing it up. haha. i have written a new song, but it doesnt really make sense. here it be:

waves of realization
flood me
thoughts of unknown origin
find me
faded mental pictures
smile at me
through tears

i don't know the rest. but it's a start. i guess. i know it sounds emo, but i was practically crying when i wrote it, after hearing about two deaths that happened within a day of each other. i was somewhat shooken up. shooken. is that a word? shaken. i like shooken.

i better go get that reading done. i would love to sit and sip cinnamon apple tea whilst watching CSI or listening to Lizz Wright, my idol. but i shan't. i shalt go forth into the kingdom of education and stand fast whence temptation such as the aforementioned trespasses upon my mind. i am making no sense. bye.