I've been gone.
But I'm here now.
Ok.
I while ago, ~
nesarcy asked me to do this and now I guess I'm finally getting around to it.
Rules: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 Weird Habits//Things About Yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 Weird Habits//Things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged" in their devPage comments and tell them to read yours.
1. Showers. I love hot showers, preferably an hour or two long. Sure, a lot of people like hot showers, longer than they should be, but strange things happen to me when I take these showers. I loose all conceptualism of time and priority, leading me into situations where I take a shower for a half and hour longer than I should have. In some cases, I'm fortunate that there's a limit on how much hot water one heating unit can provide over a certain period of time, otherwise I'd probably be in there all day.
2. Water. In an attempt to remain on the same topic. Something about water makes me feel more at home and at peace within it. Remaining stationary within in water, underwater, is one of my most favourite feelings and experieces. The sounds. The sights. It's so tranquil, regardless of what is happening above the surface. During the summer I often retreat to the deep end on my own and submerge myself in its middle to about the midway between the bottom and the surface...and I just remain there...drifting...training myself to have to breathe less in order to remain longer. It's a beautiful thing. Long hair helps accentuate the feeling too.
3. Sound. Of my five sense, I favour sound by far. I react more and can comprehend more through sound than through any other sensory method of perception. This probably explains why music has always had such a strong effect on me. Additionally, save a few exceptions, words spoken and heard have always been better understood than those written for me, which is awkward, being a writer in many respects. When I write most of my pieces, I write them as though they were to be spoken, sung, or chanted, creating different styles and effects that I tend to favour. I learn more about myself, others, and things happening around me through the music that I listen to and play than my writing, on it's own, could ever teach me. Printed words are difficult to understand until the sound is percieved in my mind.
4. Wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, if there's a piano there, or any other instrument for that matter, I'll find it and find a way to play it. From a high school auditorium to a cruise ship, from a friend's house to...somewhere obscure, I will pick up anything and start playing and composing, drawing back into the aural fixation expressed earlier. Being a multi-instrumentalist almost on an annoying and intrusive level is never my intention, but the concept of an instrument is so easy to used as long as you understand how the notes in a scale work.
5. I like to have everything organized and maintained in a certain way, arranged in a certain pattern, that is, everything except that which belongs to me. While I like to keep my surroundings in a more coordinated, efficient, and easily adjustable position, things like my room, my things, my schedule, my thought process, my priorities, and in many scenarios, my life as a whole, is terribley disorganized. Yet, when I get nervous, I don't go and fix my own problems, I fix that which happens around me. How so? I'll never forget the night that I attended a party at which there were less-than-acceptable activities occurring and in a confused and nervous state, I rearranged the entire basement of the house. It was odd, but I did it. It's something I'm always trying to work on, but I have a feeling that it's problem I'm always going to have.
6. Regardless of what you may say, I thought it through over and over and over again, and the same idea remains present: I would rather be female. After a significant amount of study and analysis, there's a certain inherent beauty and depth in the female experience that males will never, ever, have the opportunity to understand fully. I'm aware of this and that and the other thing that many of my female friends have complained about, trying to convince me that I should feel otherwise, and I've determined that such things would be small prices to pay in return for other wonderful things that women and girls have the opportunity to experinece and understand. Even more than the physical and emotional experience, I long to be a mother, and to experiece that connection between a mother and her child. Above all things, the creation of life is more beautiful than many can see at first, and to know that the males of the species are cut off from that its just...so disappointing. Even though my feelings on the topic are adamant, it's not a situation in which I plan to go out and get a sex change as soon as it's a legal possibility, I just a weighing of the factors of the human experience and conclusions I've come to. Ladies, you're all beautiful, live it.
I feel as though there are plenty of other bizzare and interesting thigns I could say about myself, but the limit is six and limits help control my disorganized mind.
So, subsequently, I suppose I shall pass on this tag some people that I myself would like to learn more about:
I hope to hear from you guys soon.
Additionally. I'll be posting things again. I've still plenty of back log to put up, particularly in the photography category, but I've been talking about that forever and I don't want to sound like a broken record. I have strated drawing again though, so it's more than likely that there will be drawings posted in the future.
Outside of deviantART, where I tend to exist on a regular basis, I've been doing a lot with music* and dance, and I plan on finding some way to record these things and present links to all of you so you may view and listen to them in the future.
*At my school's Spring Coffeehouse, I performed "Grace Kelly," by Mika, a little bit of "Creep," along with "Like Spinning Plates," both by Radiohead, and "Nobody Home," by Pink Floyd, entirely vocal and piano, just so those that weren't there could know. It was fun. Performing for others is a fun thing. All eyes on you, all eyes on you.
I'm not one to beg for comments, but I would like to say that every single comment, no matter how big or small is appreciated. I know I haven't been commenting at all for a long time, but that will make a role reversal in the immediate future.
Some of my upcomming submission may be deemed inappropriate by some users, possibly including some of yourselves, but I want to start posting more of what I used to be more afraid of other people seeing, more of the many faces of me, rather than works concerning more of that which happens to and around me.
The real world is boring.
