I feel like I lost it in the wind from the Underground or something. :dazed:
Pretty much every mood in the fear category is applicable to me right now, in some form or another.
So much has a happened in the last two days. And it wasn't a
quiet week either.
I'm not gonna write anything in-depth because, apart from the fact that I can't think of any of it and it's all jumbled up "in there", y'all aren't interested!
WARNING: Past sentiment was a lie. Read document at own risk.
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Basically, yesterday was the first session of this group which has just started, for home-educated kids, meeting up in London once very other Friday, to do some ARTZ. So yarz. It has Pros & Cons. It's fun goin' on a train and doin' the artz and gettin' the EXPERRIENSS, but I can't say the Underground is
joyous experience, or even that London is (It's scary and people are rude and miserable. They're barely human beings!), and the other kids (who I do not know) weren't all that WELCOMING, despite my friend and I attempting to inroduce ourselves, break-the-ice, etc. But maybe it'll get better, eh?
Yeah, we went to The National Portrait Gallery, had a look at some portraits (it's kinda hard to avoid them) guided by this slightly freaky, controlling woman, had little discussions, and copied a self-portrait of L.S. Lowry (I liked the dude before but after seeing that I fuckin' love him. Google it; "The Man With The Red Eyes" it's called). We got on the packed Underground and then the train (where we had the whole carriage to oursleves about three-quarters-of-an-hour after getting on it!), got some chinese food, and then headed off to drama. It was wierd cos it had't been on for at least a month. We did a mini pantomime for Tina's son. It was his birthday and he was ill
he had a Spongebob cake though
Then home and bed.
This morning had to get up not-so-bright and early and head off to this Arts Award Course. That was the first session too. Was mostly paper-work and planning but it feels like it's gonna be good, there aren't too many of us, and they all seem nice. My head is buzzing with all the information though. And I volunteered to do the first presentation/group warm-up thing (god knows why!!).
I also have to do some research on an Arts Hero and I'm trying to pick one, and 'Take Part In An Arts Activity', something that challenges me and furthers my skills, and I can't think of a THING. It is not easy, I can tell you. But I'm giving myself this little bit of day to rest. I deserve it.
(I think...)
So that's that.
Birthday's in two weeks. I got to take a quick peek-and-feel of the camera my Mum & Dad have got me. It's great!
I also got
LOADS (I stress the word
loads) of sketchbooks off them. I'm hoping for some other random crap from other reli's and maybe a set of watercolours (
).
OK, if you've read this, you are a FOOL, sir. But I likes ya anyways
~Angharad
P.S. READ THE FOLK KEEPER BY FRANNY BILLINGSLEY, IT'S STUPIDLY GOOD. !!!!!! 
P.P.S. it seems there's two versions of that self-portrait, the one I particularly liked is the sort of cleaner one [link]
Apparently he painted this when his mother was dying.
And so life goes on...
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