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The Journal of Angela Hanska The silence of music...
03/27/2002 03:40 a.m.
First of all I would just like to say, that there were several entries that I would have liked to use but couldn't... So anyway...
I never realized how loud music was, until recently when I stopped listening. You may wonder what I mean by that... Well, I usually have my 3-disc CD player playing music for background noise. I usually tune it out, but lately while I've been reading without the music I can hear myself more clearly. I understand what I'm reading much more throughly.
On another note, I'm kind of frustrated, cause I want to write a letter to a friend of mine, but I just don't have anything to write about. I mean I could use the usual "this happened... that happened..." but that's not really anything. It's got no meat, or sustanance, to it. Also, I've got the itch to write poetry but I just can't figure it out. Another note... I'm curious as to what some dreams I've been having lately mean. The last three (not including last night) contained a certain someone who shall remain nameless, and I can't figure out why.
Another note... I'm getting myself all stressed out over my schooling. Planning it out, hoping I get the right grades, hoping I'm able to get into the right classes, hoping that I can actually hack it in those classes, and then still hoping that I can hack it at the next school that I want to go to.
Well, that's about it for now, before AOL kicks me off AGAIN for being idle too long (damn modem!)
Shall vent more later... I am currently Reflective
I am listening to the pitter-patter of a much needed rain
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