The Tragedy of Written Words

Dirty Words
This picture comes from flickr. I found it appropriate...

I am feeling very poetic and artsy this week. Somehow this always happens when I have a lot of work to do. I want a video camera right now; I have some ideas, but I cannot create these things since I have neither the means nor the time. I shall have to just put those ideas and emotions in a box and take the box out when time permits (Bree reference). It is sad to me that my schoolwork does not allow me to express myself visually or aurally. It is all words, words, words- written words (minus a few videos in MIT). I clearly appreciate words, but I cannot solely live my life by written words.
*sigh*
And now I go to do some reading before class. More written words...

(Wishing I could be) Listening to: Stars, but I can't focus. It makes me dream too much. Mood: Dreamy. Wanting summer.
What a traditional "journal blog" entry! But I needed some form of expression at the moment. This shall not be the norm for me, fyi.