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I feel like this week has been very emotional. Not that I have been emotional, but that many things have happened this week, and emotions are filling me like I'm just some sort of vessel, holding onto them until they can move on to somewhere else. Like a witch in one of those fantasy books I read in middle school, standing on a node of ley lines of magic, bringing the power up into my body and letting it fill me, and then releasing it. Except instead of magic it's emotions. It's a strange sensation. This morning I feel like I'm full, like I can't handle any more emotions at all, but I'm still strangely seperate from the ones I contain. They aren't mine. I think this comes from the photography class, from looking at strong images that other people have taken and letting their artistic desires seep into me. I don't desire the same things they do, and half the time I don't think the images are aesthetically pleasing, but I still feel the emotions they carry, and somehow I feel like they should be a part of me.
This is going to be a very strange quarter for me. Taking these humanities classes, and getting outside and exercising, are such different things for me, both in body and mind. It's a stretch to find myself in this quarter, to reveal that other side of me, the creative passionate side that I've mostly ignored since I became a biochemistry student. I love the creative passionate side of me, and I'm loving the discovery that it's still there inside me, intact, and I just have to bring it back up to the surface. I hope that it can share space with my analytical side.
Yesterday (and the several days before it) was a fantastic day. A completely different day. I took a French exam, I went rock climbing, I went to the beach with Neal (it was a perfect beach day, pray that the weather holds until Saturday), I presented slides of my photographs in a discussion section (the TA thought my accidental use of light was genius), I played a pattern-finding card game, I had very... descriptive, vivid dreams. Somehow I missed finding the time to update with yesterday's quote. Maybe being without the internet for two months has been good for me. I see growth in me in the last several weeks, and it's partly because I've taken steps outside my comfort zone.
Pink strip:
"I expect that woman will be the last thing civilized by man." --George Meredith
Today, green strip (yay Ylya):
"My darling girl, when are you going to understand that 'normal' isn't a virtue? It rather denotes a lack of courage." --Stockard Channing in a role as Frances Owens
Back into the real world I go; I have to go to lab and check on my cells, and then perhaps I can go climbing again, and try to seperate my own emotions from the ones evoked by this morning's photography class.
Life is so beautiful this month.
This is going to be a very strange quarter for me. Taking these humanities classes, and getting outside and exercising, are such different things for me, both in body and mind. It's a stretch to find myself in this quarter, to reveal that other side of me, the creative passionate side that I've mostly ignored since I became a biochemistry student. I love the creative passionate side of me, and I'm loving the discovery that it's still there inside me, intact, and I just have to bring it back up to the surface. I hope that it can share space with my analytical side.
Yesterday (and the several days before it) was a fantastic day. A completely different day. I took a French exam, I went rock climbing, I went to the beach with Neal (it was a perfect beach day, pray that the weather holds until Saturday), I presented slides of my photographs in a discussion section (the TA thought my accidental use of light was genius), I played a pattern-finding card game, I had very... descriptive, vivid dreams. Somehow I missed finding the time to update with yesterday's quote. Maybe being without the internet for two months has been good for me. I see growth in me in the last several weeks, and it's partly because I've taken steps outside my comfort zone.
Pink strip:
"I expect that woman will be the last thing civilized by man." --George Meredith
Today, green strip (yay Ylya):
"My darling girl, when are you going to understand that 'normal' isn't a virtue? It rather denotes a lack of courage." --Stockard Channing in a role as Frances Owens
Back into the real world I go; I have to go to lab and check on my cells, and then perhaps I can go climbing again, and try to seperate my own emotions from the ones evoked by this morning's photography class.
Life is so beautiful this month.
