Have you Any Dreams you'd Like to Sell?

I had a really weird dream last night. My friend and I were at a pep rally in A.C. Moore (yes, the art store, but it was like a maze), and for some reason we had to go into the big back room and we were attacked by this freakishly tall man. We escaped, I don’t remember how, and then in that room we started a celibacy club, complete with sashes like Julia's in 1984. Everyone in our honors English class wanted to join, but we found out that the only reason they did was to get out of doing work and to get the free food we offered. So then my friend and my other friend that appeared out of nowhere went back to the English class and our teacher really wasn’t surprised that free food was preferred over her teaching. And then I woke up.

I’ve stopped trying to analyze the bizarre things that happen inside my twisted skull. I guess the moral of this story is you can get anybody to go anywhere if you promise them free food? I don’t know.

My sick dreams aside, I’ve started to come up with ideas for a story. It’s about a 17 year old girl who moves into a house and finds a cursed book from the 18^th century with loads of writing and artwork in it. Some of the artwork however, is by an emo boy around her age, who she meets and tries to discover the book’s origins with. I don’t know just yet exactly what’ll happen, but it’ll be cool. It’ll certainly make more sense than that dream.

I had my last art class yesterday and made this beautiful, surrealist-inspired collage:

“But open your eyes and you’ll be surprised to find out how much more something different can mean.” ~Roach, Starship, (another Starkid musical on YouTube)

A Mid-Springbreak Night's Dream

Spring break is almost half over, and what have I done besides waste my time watching reruns of Adventure Time and Project Runway? Not much.

I had all these great plans for art projects I was going to do, and I haven’t done anything really. I don’t know if it’s because I’m feeling uninspired or what, but I don’t like it. Not one bit.

I’ve been trying so hard to get my creative energy back. Yesterday, I spent most of the morning lying on my parents’ bed with paper and a box of crayons. It was awesome, but it didn’t help me much.

I’ve also been thinking about writing but incorporating some artwork in there too. Don’t know how that’s gonna work out.

Holy Musical B@man comes out on Friday! Starkid’s newest parody musical!! Even though I’ve never seen a single Batman movie, I’m pretty psyched. Friday at 9 pm it’ll just be me, my laptop, and a half-pint of Ben & Jerry’s. Hell yes.

Guess that’s it. I’ve decided to end each blog post with a quote or song lyric that somehow has to do with my life at this moment.

“I want adventure in the great wide, somewhere, I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand to have someone understand I want so much more than they’ve got planned...”~Belle, Beauty and the Beast