Yep, totally redid my world. I am no chick, either. If I were to be a gender, I would be a gay prince. That's me.
Life has been okay. Most of the time I'm just a lonely mutha.
Back in college. I really don't want to fail. Because this school is the bomb. But I hate school, so it's kind of strange. Everybody is like, "If you don't like it, you can just drop out!" And I'm like, "fy." I am from this deadbeat nowhere town. I don't even want kids. All I want is to get a good job and be recognized for something good, not for going back home and couch surfing for the rest of my life.
I'm gonna' try to guarantee a good future for myself. Wish me luck, babes. <3
Back to college. Ugh. Man, classes haven't even started yet. I'm just sitting here reading ahead, hoping I won't fall behind, and I'm already tired. My face hurts, but maybe it's because of my computer screen. Bluh. Wever.
Winter Break was g...
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Yo sup hep cats and diggity dogs.
I still have no idea who I am, who I like, or what is going on at all in the world. Not that I keep up with recent affairs in the first place, so that last statement is no shocker. Right now it is 2 in the morning and I decided not to sleep, then decided to sleep, and now cannot sleep.
Today was very, very uneventful. I slept until noon and then sat around drawing for 3D Art class. Whoopee.
God I am so bored. I've been amusing myself by adding up the minutes as they go by. Yeah, I'm that desperate.
I'm not employing my usual voice that I use to relate to and befuddle you all because right now I could care less. So oh well. Sleep eludes me and you guys get a crabby loser.
Now I'm amusing myself by anunciating all the words I type. Like putting them all in caps like every word is relevant. Man have I sunken to a new level.
I don't even know why I'm posting. Maybe I just want something to do? Something to relate to? Whatever.
Today I am thinking about how little hope people had for me when I was a kid. I gave up any hope of ever doing anything. From a very young age I realized that my dreams would never come true, and resigned myself to a life spent unchanging in a tin...
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I still have no idea who I am or who I want to be. I'm keeping an identity journal, though, which I think is helping.
But what I am worried about today is how I please others instead of pleasing myself. Like, I live to please other people. So... I think that being myself should be the main point in life, and pleasing others should come naturally after that. But pleasing others makes me happy, too, so I probably have to find a happy balance. And paint happy trees and make happy mistakes.
I don't know.
