Seriously...

Today is going so slowly. We've spent most of our class period thus far sitting around looking at each and the projector screen. My head feels weird today. And I know it's not because I'm hungry. I just ate. Why is my sense of smell so terribly heightened today? It's making my stomach upset. It's weird. Joe and I were trying to think of a Greek myth's name yesterday and for the life of me I couldn't remember who he was. All we could remember was that he has wings on this feet. So I looked it up and his name is Hermes. Just thought I'd let you know in case you may have forgotten too. Class is officially halfway over and we're just now starting the slide show for the day. I'm looking forward to Saturday nights performance. It should be quite exhilarating. I've invited a few people and I really hope they can make it. It's going to be a really good show. I'm also excited because I was informed last night that my brother is going to be coming for a visit the weekend of February 12th. The girl in front of me is playing Pac-man in class. I guess that's just as acceptable as me blogging during class. On the other hand my blog has a bit of relevance to the class. An education in culture and art leads to a better understanding of the world. People are able to form their own opinions and ideas versus just letting someone else tell them how to feel and what to think. It also effects self awareness and self exploration. Through our self expression in art, be that through a tangible media or through dance and music, we understand ourselves and others around us better. I have learned to express myself in many forms of art. Such as dance, poetry, painting, and writing. I have, in my room, made a painting on poster board that I made by simply putting paint in my hands and slapping it down on the paper. I also put paint on the tips of my fingers and flung it onto the paper. It has become one of my favorite pieces because I remember how I was feeling and was able to show exactly how I felt through the paint. I chose dark colors and made a mess. Form follows function. That statement keeps popping up in my life. I used it as the model for my fashion in Shamron. Functionality was key. For the Royals of Shamron beauty was part of their clothes. Greek columns have made a reappearance in my art classes. I learned them in my 8th grade art class with Mr. Scott and now they're showing up on my Art History midterm. The upside to paying attention in class. the downside is that sometimes you get called the teacher's pet and then people make fun of you. I've spent a good bit of my life being made fun of. Despite that fact, I'm learning to embrace who I am, quirks and all. I love learning everything I can about everything anyone is willing to teach me. I'm afraid, sometimes, that all the things I know will scare people away from me and make them think I'm a know-it-all. I wonder what I could find on the sculptures and art of Pompeii, Italy. We're talking about Greek art in class but I wonder what I could find on Italian sculpture... This post is getting a bit lengthy so maybe I'll take a break and post some more after lunch. I'll be in US History then.

I hope you are feeling how loved you are and are being safe.