i don't know what it is about the early hours of the morning, but it really seems to bring out the creativity in a person. when your tired, you allow your thoughts to just drift. ideas float in and out of perspective. thoughts seem so effortless. im sitting
here on my bed looking around my room. it is 1:41 am sunday march 15th, and im in some sort of a natural high. all my greatest ideas come to me in the early hours of the morning. i am itching to draw. im deciding on weather or not to run down three flights of stairs to get my pen. maybe not.
i have decided to keep a clothing log.- (i will soon update with pictures)
im thinking of clothing options for tomorrow....well today. friday was great. i wore a grey silence and noise ruffled shirt with black skinnies and turquoise canvas sneakers to school. for my night out with herbert i nixed the pants, threw on a pair of black leggings, and a black cardigan over top the shirt.
seeing as this post has no set theme, i am going to render completely off topic. so tomorrow is my town's annual St. Patrick's Day parade. I don't know why it is that the parade is never on the set day. maybe they figure that the irish will get too excited and drink themselves to death. so being the complete rebels that we are, herbert and i won't be attending the towns festivities. im not quite sure of what we will do yet, but i really do not feel like standing on a street corner and watching a bunch of big sweaty guys in skirts and puffy sweaters march up and down the streets blowing into bagpipes. i have nothing against the irish (after all my best friend so happens to be obsessed with the fact that she is 50% irish) but i don't want to do the same thing i've done for the last 15 years of my life. im not going to be wearing green. im not going to go eat corned beef and cabbage, and i am not going to get thrown up on again! im going to spend the day with my boyfriend.
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