Yes or No?

I have just realized that this is the worst possible question that anyone could ever ask anyone:

"Have you ever lied to me?"

I don't think anyone ever wants to be asked this question. Period.

Because both answers, yes or no, aren't good enough.

Yes would lead to "when did you lie to me? and about what?" And would cause a large decrease in trust.

No could just mean, "yes, I have lied to you, which is why I'm lying to you right now by saying yes."

But the thing is, if the question is being asked in the first place, then it means that the questioner has reason to believe that they have been lied to. And if they have good enough reason, then the answer to their question should be "yes" about 80% of the time.

I don't know... sometimes I think about weird things like this. :/ Just gives me more ideas for my writing I suppose.

OMG! I have soooooo much shit to do... and I keep procrastinating! >.< Someone slap me and whip me until I finish it all!!!

Thanks

I would like to officially thank all the people out there in the world who have such huge personalities. Because when I see or meet people like you on the street, or in certain food establishments, it fuels the inspirations for my writing. So here is my official thank you.

THANK YOU!

I'm tired of being forced to make artwork for my classes. I'm just so fucking sick of it. I had a meeting with my teacher for Core today, and he liked my idea, but wanted me to approach it from a different way. If I do that, then what I really want to do won't happen anymore.

Demonstrative vs. Illustrative

I'm supposed to be demonstrative, I have to demonstrate my idea. I can't be illustrative, I can't illustrate my idea. What the fuck? I have never heard these two terms in the art world, but this is the best way I can understand it in my own mind:

I think of something that would be a really cool idea for a project. I make it, and it's cool and everything, but it lacks the meaning and concept.

My teacher wants concept-driven work. I don't think that's going to work for me. The last time I tried to come up with a concept, and then execute it into something physical, it didn't work out as well as I would have liked because my soul wasn't all that into it. How can I make something the way he wants me to, if I don't want to follow his process?

My idea already has a concept. A good one, and I think it may be the best idea I've gotten lately because I have a concept and an execution all planned out. But I feel like since the concept wasn't there in the beginning, then everybody is basically gonna think that it sucks...

I need to get out of here, that's basically what I'm trying to say. In the end, I think I'm just tired of creating work because someone tells me to do it. I don't want to do that. My heart and soul won't be in it if this is the case. I think that I will make my best work when I'm not doing it for some stupid class, that's trying to teach me how to do it.

I NEED to get out of here. NEED!

I don't know where I'll go. Texas maybe, I think I'd be pretty happy there. I just want to be happy. Is a BFuckingA gonna help me in the future? Sure, it would be nice to have one, and show that I've accomplished something, but will it make me happy? Will it make me a better artist??

One of my teachers, I won't say which one, paints all these abstract blobs and combinations of color, which are supposed to be symbolic of her "maternal" side, or something like that. Am I here to paint abtract little blobs?? Nooooooo... (Not that I have anything wrong with abstract art, or minimalists, I just don't want to do that kind of stuff)

I don't even know why exactly I'm here... I just know that I need to get out. ASAP.

Ugh.

I have this weird feeling. Basically, I feel like my body wants me to cry, but my mind isn't letting it. I have a horrible feeling in my stomach (like a hot air balloon that's expanding and contracting), which seems to have come from out of the blue, and my eyes are just begging me to let them water. My brain feels like it's made out of steel and filled with fuzz, and my expression is blank. What the hell is going on with me????? I really have no idea what this emotion, paired up with this physical sensation, could possibly mean...

edit: it was my period.