in which I can't think of a title for this post

Hey fam. So I think I'm finally getting the hang of this blogging thing. I actually really like writing on this platform because I have free reign to to just talk/write for however long I want without being interrupted by someone. Anyway, IM SO GLAD THAT YOU GUYS ARE LIKING THESE - seriously, thanks sm to everyone who messaged me about how they liked it and what I could improve on. It means a lot :').

Anyway, in lieu of colleges apps coming out and me not working to work on them, my mom and I decided to go visit the Dallas Museum of Arts on Sunday afternoon. My mom is a huge fan of post impressionism painters. Like a huge fan. She would lend an ear to anything Vincent Van Gogh had to say ;). This meant that we had to go pay homage to the paintings as soon as she got word that the DMA had a few of his pieces on display. 

So get this, it is about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, my electric car has about 60% of its battery left (oops forgot to charge it the night before) and my mom and I embark on our journey to downtown Dallas. Now, the thing about electric cars is that you have to be really conscious about the way you drive, in order to preserve the battery for as along as possible. Things like driving at the optimal speed (50 mph), and not using the air conditioning and rolling down the windows <- basically a recipe for disaster if you are driving on the freeway in 90 degree weather. Luckily, we make it to the arts district in one piece, albeit a little sweaty, but with 35% battery left in the car.

2:45 pm - We find parking and start heading towards the inside of the museum. 

3:00 pm - FINALLY FIND THE PIECES WE ARE LOOKING FOR. To say it took us a long time to find where the painting were located would be an understatement. w h o o p s. 

To say the paintings were breathtaking would be an understatement. Now, I'm not going to sit here and talk about how amazing the paintings are because 1. I can't describe art to save my life, 2. There are people on the internet that are much better qualified to critique and talk about art than I am, and 3. That is not the point of this blog post. Basically, the paintings were amazing and all that jazz. great. 

3:15ish pm - My mom and I walked up to the 4th floor where we went to go see MY favorite piece on display at the DMA, "The Icebergs" by Frederic Edwin Church. The painting is ENORMOUS and takes up basically an entire wall. The DMA also did this really cool thing where they installed benches right in front of the painting so you can sit and really take in the entire painting. My mom and I must have sat there for at least another 15 minutes. Partly because we were both still exhausted from earlier that day (she was cleaning out her closet and I went to frisbee #mistake) and partly because we kept on noticing things that you couldn't really see at first glance. 

3:30ish - We finally got up and left so that I could take a cute picture in front of the mosaic outside the front entrance of the DMA for insta #shameless.

4:15 ish - finally home. 16% battery left. so tired. and sweaty. good night time for a nap. 

update - the piece above was written on Sunday as soon as I got home, but I didn't want to post it because it felt incomplete lmao.

Here is your highly anticipated space cat gif. I really hope my professor doesn't walk by when I looking up a gif to post. 


Update 2 - he did. fml.

Until later this week when I don't want to work on college apps!


Posted on August 4, 2015 .