So, I've been busy with school, but today I walked out of the ALC free. No more chemistry, only a smidgen of life and job skills left to finish (one assignment). I can now spend my time the way I actually want to, which has become an alien concept outside of the weekends these days.
Adulthood. Whee.
I also was able to return to my strings' group and got to play wonderful music with them. It's hard to explain how good it feels to play an amazing song with others, to hear everything come together from it's simpler parts to be beautiful. Especially when all of them are far more affectionate to me than I deserve.
In other news... My grandfather died today. It's strange. I've been having the best day, but he's dead now.
Huh.
Life can be funny sometimes.
Here's something I painted in the time that would have previously been spent in the ALC, laboring away at some tedious thing:
My scanner sucks dicks in hell and it's unfinished, but perhaps you get the idea.
Listening to Sufjan Steven's Michigan. For some reason, this CD makes travel and death both seem sunny and right. I encourage you to pick it up before your next road trip.
Love to my friends. Best wishes to my acquaintances.
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My grandmother died when I was eight (a.k.a. when I was evil.) And I was bawling my eyes out until me and my cousins did a horrible thing.
We found entertainment in poking my grandmother's hands. I'm horrible! gonk