by æchromatic » Sun Nov 27, 2011 3:29 am
I was dragged along to New York {a sibling of mine was in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade}. I've decided I'm not too fond of big cities... Everything was too cramped and crowded. Also, the air isn't quite as fresh as it is where I live.
...Everything just seems so big and frightening in the city. Everywhere I look I see the straight edges of buildings and windows. I'd rather that the only straight line was the horizon. There isn't enough nature there :c And why is everyone in such a rush? It's as though the stoplights are nonexistent. Pfffft - everything was too loud, noisy, and busy for my taste.
{I liked Central Park, though}
I have tons of make-up homework I need to do now. D: I feel like dancing to some music, but last time I tried that, I did one kick and then collapsed due to a rather painful muscle cramp in my leg. Eh, it's my fault for not stretching first.
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I had nightmare... No, a dream. Well, a dream-ish mare. In one I was incredibly tired all of the time and kept on fainting. In the other, my mother new what a fursona was and started showing me pictures of her fursona in anthro form. Gosh, no. That's just plain creepy e.e
.........Ah, I almost forgot. Our water heater broke and leaked all over the garage floor while we were away. Everything under the ping-pong table {mostly food} got drenched and soggy. Hopefully there wasn't too much damage done. Now, the objects that previously made there habitual abode under the ping-pong table are sprinkled around the house in groups of 10-15 boxes. At least the reek of rotting cardboard has subsided now. So much for that nice shower I was going to take {all we have now is cold water}. Oh, and I have cramps from an approximately seven hour flight .___.
......Sorry, I didn't mean for this to be quite that lengthy ^.^' Erm, I'll stop before I get too detailed.
I am not as fine as I seem pardon
Me for y e l l i n g I'm telling you green gardens
are not what's growing in my psyche
it's a different me
a difficult to be, stop feasting on burnt down trees
freeze frame
please let me paint a mental picture portrait
something you won't forget, it's all about my forehead
and how it is a door that holds back contents
that make Pandora's box's contents look non - v i o l e n t
