Oct. 22nd, 2003

gnutmeg: (yuck!)
I am not in a good mood and I doubt it will improve by tomorrow morning. BUT. I will go to solfege anyway. Even though I hate the class. Because I am a good little girl, oh yes.

I'm itchy. And I think I might be dehydrayed. Also, it's cold enough to wear mittens now. (outside, that is)

All in all, I'm just grouchy. And broke. And not doing well at the whole 'getting a job' thing.
gnutmeg: (hands)
This morning, instead of going to class, I went to the park to read. It was nice. My discman only lasted for the first two hours, but it was enough. I finished the chapter I was on, and then went for a walk. I ended up going to another park with a swingset, and played on the swing for a while. Then I sat down in a copse of trees and had myself a little picnic. It was nice. I felt a lot calmer, less likely to hit things, after that.

I am a witch, afterall, and nature is rejuvinating to me. It reminds me how small I am, and yet essential.