Way Down…

I ended up having a cold on Tuesday. Therefore, I felt terrible most of the week and was often in bed. I resumed my usual routine though. I did my chores. I found I would get winded as well as clammy after doing them and of course found it pathetic.

I concluded that I feel human most when not around humans. I noted this to my mother, which she found odd. It made sense to me though. I had nothing to necessarily compare myself to. I was not around people who spoke of things I had little knowledge of. I did not feel the role of the outcast. I believe I would be suited for living like characters such as Quasimodo or Erik in terms of solitude.

We did not go grocery shopping on Friday and instead went today. My cold eased some, but then again I was sleeping even more than usual. I still became winded and clammy, which was annoying. I am still utterly grateful for liquids and feel sorry for those less fortunate.

Even in my less favorable of health, I have been reading. It is ridiculous how many stories I am reading all at once. I believe I am getting the many different plots tangled together. Oh well. The stories intrigue me and yet they are not finished. Sigh.

The picture of the cat is finally finished. I believe I completed it on Tuesday or Wednesday. I cannot be certain. After so much shading in pen to make it a black cat, it was ruined due to coloring with marker. It did not occur to me that the ink would be diminished by the wetness of the ink. Alas, the deed is done. It is still a decent enough picture and thus shall be kept. I worked on another, this time with charcoal, of the legs of a ballerina. The reason for such, I have not the slightest. I perhaps just have a penchant for pretty legs like I do for arms. For shame…

I finished the drawing on Friday. In the middle of it, I left to accompany my mother on taking tour of houses for sale. As noted, I believe, we are in a rental home. We looked at two houses.

The first was splendid, but out of consideration of what sort of furniture we own, I was highly questionable of where it would go. Then again, I am one for order. My parents would likely put things wherever they will fit rather then how well they will look and balance out.

The second was not quite something I had seen before. It was interesting to say the least. I found it likeable. My mother begged to differ. When leaving, a Siamese came out from across the street and I was automatically enchanted. I realized I showed more enthusiasm over a mere feline than of the lovely homes. I suppose I am indeed a cat lover. The creature was either quite amiable to strangers or I was simply approachable. Either way, to my delight I started coddling it. I loved the meow! Sigh. I had to take leave though. It was a shame. I wish to get a Siamese and raise it one day.

It is amazing how time flies for me. Soon it will be Thanksgiving, which will turn to December and then my birthday to my brother’s on towards Christmas. As mentioned elsewhere in this journal of unimportant rambles, Thanksgiving will take at my eldest brother’s abode. I will likely do as usual. I will get myself a modest plate, eat alone, be the first to finish and then meander on off elsewhere. It should be hilarious by now to not know I am a creature of solitude.

My mother intends me to get a haircut when there, and I suppose it is necessary. After that, my father will come down with us and stay here for the remainder of his Thanksgiving holiday. I hate to think I disappoint him, considering that I usually am locked away in the room I occupy, but it is my nature. I will admit I step outside my room more when he visits, but I still tend to stay away.

I also changed the title of that “dreadful” story yet again. It first was “Forgotten”, then “Effluo”, then “Guardians”, et cetera… This is perhaps the sixth change. “Touch”. I am such a silly creature. Oh well.

Random Quizzes:

LONER
To put it bluntly. You have no friends. You like
being by yourself. You like to read, are smart,
and are shy. But if you put your mind to
something you are determined!

What r u? Prep, Goth, Randm, Loner, Punk, etc… Awesome resultz! 1st evr so be nice!
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I would hope that was a given.

CLOSED EYES
You have Closed Eyes!
Positive Traits: Intelligent, Creative, Imaginative, Loyal, Honourable
Negative Traits: Depressed, Withdrawn, Pessimistic, Fatalistic, Avoidant

Your eyes are the windows to your soul. What type of eyes do you have?
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Hm… Yep.

I doubt I have much else to type. I simply figured I had best type all of this now before I forgot it.

~ And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard…