"Prophet 6-0-0-9-1, this is the flight number of our Galactic Sun"
Since Grace asked what was going on in our lives in her last post, I felt compelled to answer.
I've made some revisions to my latest chaper/episode. It just wasn't working. I realize that just because you're struggling with something doesn't mean that it's not the right path, but there was just something lacking in what I had before. So I took a step back and asked myself what the fuck was going on and what should be going. All is well now. I can't tell you how much I'm enjoying this, frustration and all.
I have an interview today with an art company. If hired I'll be selling art work to hotels, restaurants, corporations, and the like. I'm very nervous about all of this, especially since I'm just now getting comfortable at this Outback. But maybe comfortable isn't something that I should be feeling. I was comfortable (but not happy) living at home. I was nervous as hell about moving here, and look how that turned out. Maybe it's better to be uncomfortable for a while to see where the road ends. And there's no telling how many times I was at work asking myself what the hell I was doing still waiting tables. It's most definitely not something that I enjoy doing, but it pays the bills...for now. And I have to admit, making a nice sum of money in a short time (4-5 hours) is pretty nice, but I also have to ask myself what I have to go through to make said money.
There's nothing wrong with waiting tables, but there's also nothing wrong with doing something else. I know I'm smart, that I have a lot more potential inside of me waiting to show itself if I just get off of my ass. This is just an interview and already I'm spazzing out.
Also, I recently got a credit card. I was hesitant to do so because of what my parents have gone through, but I have to remember that I'm not my parents and that having a credit card is all about control and not overstepping your bounds. The woman at the bank said that for someone like me (who likes buying things when I have the money, and only when I have the money) it would be best if I used it every other month to buy a tank of gas and pay it off a few days later. Plus, having a credit card and a credit score comes in handy when it comes to buying a house, car, or getting a loan.
Other than that not much is popping. Still want to get my ears pierced, still want to get some tatts, but I think it's best if I hold until I see what job I'm going to be in.
That's all for now!
Peace. Out.
I've made some revisions to my latest chaper/episode. It just wasn't working. I realize that just because you're struggling with something doesn't mean that it's not the right path, but there was just something lacking in what I had before. So I took a step back and asked myself what the fuck was going on and what should be going. All is well now. I can't tell you how much I'm enjoying this, frustration and all.
I have an interview today with an art company. If hired I'll be selling art work to hotels, restaurants, corporations, and the like. I'm very nervous about all of this, especially since I'm just now getting comfortable at this Outback. But maybe comfortable isn't something that I should be feeling. I was comfortable (but not happy) living at home. I was nervous as hell about moving here, and look how that turned out. Maybe it's better to be uncomfortable for a while to see where the road ends. And there's no telling how many times I was at work asking myself what the hell I was doing still waiting tables. It's most definitely not something that I enjoy doing, but it pays the bills...for now. And I have to admit, making a nice sum of money in a short time (4-5 hours) is pretty nice, but I also have to ask myself what I have to go through to make said money.
There's nothing wrong with waiting tables, but there's also nothing wrong with doing something else. I know I'm smart, that I have a lot more potential inside of me waiting to show itself if I just get off of my ass. This is just an interview and already I'm spazzing out.
Also, I recently got a credit card. I was hesitant to do so because of what my parents have gone through, but I have to remember that I'm not my parents and that having a credit card is all about control and not overstepping your bounds. The woman at the bank said that for someone like me (who likes buying things when I have the money, and only when I have the money) it would be best if I used it every other month to buy a tank of gas and pay it off a few days later. Plus, having a credit card and a credit score comes in handy when it comes to buying a house, car, or getting a loan.
Other than that not much is popping. Still want to get my ears pierced, still want to get some tatts, but I think it's best if I hold until I see what job I'm going to be in.
That's all for now!
Peace. Out.