heavy-lidded

madama butterfly; instrumental break (in my head)

I should be working. I am, a little bit. I have an essay due tomorrow. ESSAY. I'm bad at essays. And Ameruoso, good god. I wonder how much information I can find, this'll be fun.

Honestly, I can say that today was fun for me. Weather was amazing, and Lincoln Center with about 49 other people. I really don't care anymore if i don't like someone that I'm with. Same mindset as I've been having since first grade, "You're stuck with them, deal with it." I bet you a lot of people apply that to me.

Madama Butterfly was a really good opera. Won't say much right now because I'll start ranting about my whole night. Those pictures on my camera tell everything. Part of me is happy that I didn't go home to do homework for the night. Body was happy wearing a pair of heels, clacking around New York. Mind was content. Mind was content at that stage, so pretty. I've got a love for sakura petals now.

Mind's on a screw-over right now, though. Homework, stress, need sleep. I'm up for a rant sometime this week, maybe tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, if I have time. I need a good, long rant.