Thursdays...technically my Friday. I love Fridays more than Thursdays sooo much, Thursdays aren't worthy of being considered a Friday. My friend Melania was mad at me as usual because I was pissed at my family while talking to her on the phone. She was bitching in class today, writing notes to me asking what my problem is. I was tired and confused. I didn't bother to explain in detail. What my problem is that I want to live very far from my family but I don't have enough money to buy an apartment, so my only options are live here or live in dorms when I transfer. Saving money is very difficult, I absolutely hate it, but don't we all? I can't risk my independence to a life of misery. Soon, is all I can say. I can't take much more of this servatude thing that's imprinted into my brain now. I feel lifeless. My drawings are sucking badly, I've totally lost my mojo, it makes me sooo angry. I keep at it though, in the hope that soon I will break this mental bondage in my brain. Anyways, Fridays...about Fridays, I love it, I can relax a little and work on my art side. My brains side is withered from the stressful crap of trying to pass my classes.
About my birthday: I had two cakes, bought some stuff, went shopping, slept. the end. It was great. 20 doesn't feel much different than anything else. It's actually quite weird.
I'm done with this. I can't think straight. It makes me write funny. xd
 hobokids · Fri Oct 20, 2006 @ 08:15am · 0 Comments |
