That’s really cheezy, but I kind of like it.
However, there is a side effect. It’s sort of a sad song, so it kind of puts me in a strange mood. Well, if I can just listen to that song over and over, I don’t think I mind!
Not really looking forward to going to class today or tomorrow. No french today, so all I have is Brit Lit, which is sitting in a classroom and staring at the wall for 75 minutes. Tomorrow are my teaching writing, and my grammar classes. Then right after those are through, I must hop into my already packed car and book it home to work.
Normally, my work doesn’t allow jeans, but I really don’t have any nice pants up here. Besides, the jeans are nice and dark, so they look sort of professional. :]
They’ll have to forgive me. But I’ll look professional anyways, so whatever.
Segwaying into almost completely in a different topic;
I’m not thrilled to practice the violin at home. At school, I usually practice super late at night and don’t have to worry because I’ll most likely be able to get into a practice room. However, at home, if I want to practice at night, I’ll be forced to do so in two of the most terrifying places in my house. The basement or the dining room.
Trust me, when the lights go out, you do not want to be in those places.
The basement because it’s big, dark, and dank, with many places for shadows and scary things to hide. You also get the sensation that something is watching you and will drop from the ceiling to eat your soul at any possible moment.
The dining room, while above ground is almost just as scary. There are windows everywhere, which means there is always the possibility of looking out them and seeing someone looking back at you. Also, there are hardly any lights of its own, so there is always a part of it shrouded in shadow so you can’t see what is going on. Add the old, Victorian-style furniture that takes over the room and you have the perfect scene for some vampire movie where the vampire is seducing the person and all the while you’re screaming “HE’S A BAD GUY!”
Not to mention the fact you feel like there is someone watching you too.
Or maybe that’s just my paranoia.
As much as I hate to do it, I’ll probably have to practice during the day time when the sun is streaming into my messy room.
I think I can live with that. It’ll just be hard to break the habit.
One thing that is bothering me, is that my writing has changed to a choppier style and I’m not sure how to go back to the not, choppy form. I’m sure things will be fine. If anything it’s not a big deal seeing as writing a book isn’t a goal of mine or anything.
A last thought before I end this post is this.
I’m thinking of changing my blog to a blogspot blog from wordpress. I just like how you can do more with the background of blogspot. Also, I’m sure a change of scenery will help bring some inspiration back to the webpages of the blog.
That is all! Peaces!
