23 February 2009, Bea's Personal Journal

I guess I should have known from the drawing that I did in class the other day, but with everything happening with dancing 40 eyed Michael Jackson fans and the city crawling with Technos, it's easy to miss the subtle cues. It was sometime after I produced the drawing that baffled Dr. DeWalt that I realized that I was unconsciously looking really intensely at the lighting around the subject of the day. I'm lucky some MANAR wielding HITMark didn't find me doing that, you know.

Sheesh.

Anyway, I've been sitting here most of the day, just watching forces again. Gabriel is being somewhat insistent and I guess that's a sign that I should drop this study of Correspondence I was just getting to. Ah well, my life is one of curiousity and long, strange trips, so I suppose another detour won't hurt me.

I sometimes take it all for granted and don't spend enough time looking and learning. I think that the best way to learn more is to ask someone like Sue...wonder if she'll tell me anything or not. God knows asking Kim is probably not going to be fruitful as I'd like. But then again, maybe asking everyone, getting a point of view from the people I respect is a means to an end. I mean, in the end, it's going to be me trying to see, feel, and alter these....vectors....flows....movements....but I've already learned that if I can wrap my understanding around it, I can work with it.

I need trip to the library. The yoyo is in my pocket, but I'm out of bubble soap. Gotta go shopping.