I am out of control tired, but I can't fall asleep. I hate when this happens. What is it that's keeping me awake? I wish I knew. Maybe babbling in my diary will nudge me towards sleep. I love sleep, it's such an escape.
Sandblast started today. I wish I was there. I really wish I was at Sandblast. It's hard for me to believe I'm not there. However, there must be a reason why I'm at home and not at Sandblast. I suppose I'll find out what that reason is sooner or later. In the meantime, everyone should sign Kristina's guestbook while she is at Sandblast. EVERYONE. If you don't, pizza lunchables will attack you in your sleep.
I don't know what I'm talking about.
Yo, I need a beat.
Some crazy person at Westminster forged my thoughts in a brochure. Every school year Westminster puts out a new brochure that gives some information about the school. In the beginning of this past school year I was asked to write a little ditty about the art department. I don't think I'm a good writer, and apparantly the people who put the brochure together thought that as well, because when I finally looked at the brochure at the end of the school year I saw that they dazzled it up. I found my original copy of what I wrote as I was cleaing out my backpack. Let me show it to you.
The Art program at Westminster has challenged me to be more disciplined not just in my art work, but in other aspects of school and life. The variety of classes have given me the opportunity to learn new techniques and expand on the creativity and talent God has given me.
It's a little short and simple, but they told me that I didn't have to write anything fancy. Well I guess they wanted something more than that because they went through and "edited" it. This is what it looks like in the brochure:
The Art program at Westminster has challenged me to be more disciplined not just in my art work, but in other areas of school and life in general. The classes have given me the opportunity to learn new techniques and expand on the existing creativity and talent that God has given me. The world is a canvas that God has used to create an extraordinary scene. The inspiration that He has given me to channel my creativity is a wonderful gift.
The world is a canvas??? What the heck kind of crap is that? I have never said anything like that. If they thought my paragraph wasn't up to par they could have told me instead of just adding some bunk on the end of it. I'm still annoyed. I want to laugh at the stupidity of whoever changed my thoughts, but I'm too irrated with him/her. Isn't there some law against making up quotes by a person? The paragraph is in the brochure with quotes around it and my picture next to it, and I think it's on the Westminster website too! Morons. I think Lisa McCoy put the brochure together, but I don't know if she's the person who decided to make me look some sappy I-take-myself-too-seriously person who says stuff like "the world is a canvas." Give me a break. I should find out who it was and send some pizza lunchables to attack that person. I hope it wasn't Mrs. House, that would cause my respect for her to go downhill.
I also found my list of things to do before I turn 25. Heidi and I and some other people we sat by made them one day when we were bored in science class.
Things To Do Before I'm 25
-Take a cross country road trip
-Take a random road trip
-Go skydiving
-Hike the Appalachian mountain chain
-Bike that trail that goes across most or all of the US
-Play harmonica in a band
-Learn accordian
-Ride a mechanical bull
-Watch Heidi on The Price is Right
-Participate in a marathon
I picked 25 as my goal age because I assume that I'll do a lot of this stuff in college, but now that I think about it I should extend it to 30. If I made it a list of things to do before I die, I'd probably never get around to doing most of them.
I need to practice my harmonica, I haven't played that baby in months.