this heart could not accept and pretend

BLAAAAAAAHHHH BLAH BLAH!

This is how I feel sometimes.

But LAAAAAAAAAAAAA LALALALA

Sometimes I feel like that.

Things have been relatively okay for me lately. Pretty good I suppose. I have been crying lots, but when is that any different from usual?

I have been hanging out lots with Lily, which is loverly. One night, lots of days ago, and lots I mean about seven, I went to visit her and we sat in the park and smoked and talked about... life. It was perfect. It was literally a perfect night and we did without the aid of mood enhancers (I don't count nicotine as a mood enhancing drug in this case cause the conversation was so good it wouldn't have mattered whether or not the smokes were around. They just enhanced something already great).

We are doing a photoshoot together to document my nineteenth year, before my nineteenth birthday, and I am real excited about it. It's going to be wandering around the city. Some pictures with best friends, some pictures without. Then we are going to the art gallery with Kay to see the Rembrandt and Vermeer. Then we are going to do some more picture taking. Basically, it's going to be a perfect day. PERFECT PREFECT PERFECT!

Also, Lily and I are doing a Hip Hop Research Project. We are going to hunt, read, listen to, dance to, search, research, whatever verbs there are that are possible and make sense in this sentence, hip hop knowledge. We are going to become hip hop music MASTERS!

Back to the Dutch exhibit at the art gallery. I love Dutch artwork. It's incredibly detailed and smooth and so fine. Dutch artwork has this incredibly distinctive style that encaptures the feel and culture of 1600s Holland. When my family and I were in Amsterdam last summer I wanted to go to the Rjikes Museum, which has a plethora of Rembrandt's and Vermeer's, but my mother wanted to go to the Van Gogh Museum. We ended up at the Van Gogh Museum, which was also amazing, but as we left, I couldn't help feeling this vague disappointment in not getting to see art that I've known and studies for years. I told this to Lily, and she was , YO! Come to the art gallery with me, and so we go.

I AM REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO MY FRIDAY!!!
ART IS AMAZING!
FRIENDS ARE AMAZING!
BEING NINETEEN IS GONNA BE THE BEST!

Ciao