More cynical thoughts from me …
There is a girl in my art appreciation class who dresses all in black and spouts out strings of sentences that make no sense whatsoever. (Things that, I’m assuming, must sound poetic when on at least one mind-altering drug.) She protests everything and drags around sketches of her boyfriends smoking pot. I guess by her talking about the evils of eating meat and the fact that she experimented with bisexuality that we will all be impressed by her obviously superior intellect and life experience. Then comes another string of similies about how life is like a really good soyburger … My take on it: The fact that no one understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist.
Little Miss Showoff in Religion today decided to speak loudly enough to share with the entire class that some guy had told her about a fantasy he had with her in it. I thought: I’m already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.
I got asked out today by one of the Eminem look-alikes. All I could think was: How about never? Is never good for you?
That’s awesome, about the duct tape I mean!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! LOL!!!
LOL! Did you have a fun day or what? Isn’t it a scream how people think they need to fit a certain image to be accepted into a certain field. My mother is an artist. I went to a showing with her once and there are all these people standing around ‘seeing’ things in the painting they were looking at. The artist just said, “Huh?” What you are refering to was where my coffee spilled, not the darkness of my soul revieling itself to all. Got to love it 🙂
Dontcha just love people who take on every fad and think they’re being “cool” or “trendy”?
Ah, the uses of duct tape. 😀
lol
Good thing it wasn’t me. I SO would have said something! I just don’t know when to shut my mouth.
hahahahah 😀
Couldn’t stop laughing.
Kudos, babe!
HA HA!