momma said i was born backwards.

art class

the class that i adore the most this year has to be art. even though, english is up there, im not going to be talking about english in this post. i hate academics, if i could choose, i'd be doing creative things all day. because of academics, i have no time anymore for piano. and because of that, i don't do well in my lessons, so therefore, i hate piano now, which is sad. i used to love piano, mostly because i'm pretty good at it and when your up there at the piano presenting a song for an audience, the thrill feels great. then after it's finished and you look up and take a short breath then bow and the whole audience is clapping and congratulating you and even giving you flowers...yeah, i lovED piano. my next recital is next week and i haven't practiced in a while because exams are coming up and yeah, i'm going crazy about then. but this post isn't about this shit, so idk why i'm sidetracked. this is about art. i was washing my hands to rid myself of paint yesterday and the paint was barely sliding off my hands, and the water was of my paint colors. it looked so beautiful and i thought to myself, wow this could actually be a nice picture. i wonder how many times i've passed by beautiful objects and sceneries and never gotten the chance to think .. "wow."