2001-08-19 - 10:41 p.m.
i just read my entry from last night. it really does amaze me how peoples moods and outlooks can change within 11.72 hours. my mom is now just the *misunderstood* satanic incarnation. she woke me up this morning and we talked everything out. i guess that its better now, i just wish that i would have done it sooner. i dont even really feel like writing about it.
dave left today for college, for real this time... i woke up to this horrible feeling of something... but i dont really know what, other than that it was horrible. he called tonight, as i was hoping he would. i guess that it was my turn to try and comfort him, although its so hard to do across the wire. i want nothing more for him to be happy. he says that he is. i guess ill just trust him. i just wish that there is more that i can do. starting classes will be good though. everything will be good. im so excited for him.
so i have all of this art to do... and theres no way that i will finish 6 or so pieces by wednesday. no fuckin way. i do, i feel so uninspired nowadays. i havent CREATED in so long. yeah, ive written, but nothing more. part of me wishes that i would have taken art 3, instead of vis. arts... but we all know what that would have meant, so, nevermind. the only time that i have had paint under my fingernails in the past year has been my time at the frist center. i always notice how good it feels, and how much i like the texture and the power of it. but it still hasnt inspired me, well, for these summer art things. i have some things that id like to get down on canvas, organized in my head, but never feel the urge anymore. god, im so different, now that i think about it.
enough about me. im going to bed.
gnight, take care.
