"There's enough FUBU in this city to blanket a 3rd world country." -me
I was justifying myself going to noco in hello kitty sweatpants.
Where have I been??
Nowhere special.
winter is miserable. it always depresses me and always will. i don't care for this stupid machine and it's cyberspace anymore. it's like hollywood. it's not real.
i'm practically living with joe now. visiting my room (my current location) is rare but comforting and also strange. distant. my family is warm and kind to me because i'm rarely around. me being here means something now. i feel all fuzzy inside. heh. christmas is ridiculous, a very sweet idea and all but's it's madness. the traffic, the shopping. a visit to walmart is like entering a war zone. working 33 hours in the mall, friday-sunday puts me in a pretty crappy mood. oh how i long for the summer when the hair was warm. now everything's dead and frozen - including my motivation and creativity level. i now find solice in books. i got 3 new ones today. i don't go out much anymore. it's the weather. it has to be. i don't like feeling this cynical. it's starting to hurt.
oh yeah. i cut all my pretty long locks, most anyways. i look a lot older, more sophisticated if you will..if only my hair wasn't navy blue. i'll post a picture someday. this isn't amusing me anymore. i'm going to check out reality now. peace.
Where have I been??
Nowhere special.
winter is miserable. it always depresses me and always will. i don't care for this stupid machine and it's cyberspace anymore. it's like hollywood. it's not real.
i'm practically living with joe now. visiting my room (my current location) is rare but comforting and also strange. distant. my family is warm and kind to me because i'm rarely around. me being here means something now. i feel all fuzzy inside. heh. christmas is ridiculous, a very sweet idea and all but's it's madness. the traffic, the shopping. a visit to walmart is like entering a war zone. working 33 hours in the mall, friday-sunday puts me in a pretty crappy mood. oh how i long for the summer when the hair was warm. now everything's dead and frozen - including my motivation and creativity level. i now find solice in books. i got 3 new ones today. i don't go out much anymore. it's the weather. it has to be. i don't like feeling this cynical. it's starting to hurt.
oh yeah. i cut all my pretty long locks, most anyways. i look a lot older, more sophisticated if you will..if only my hair wasn't navy blue. i'll post a picture someday. this isn't amusing me anymore. i'm going to check out reality now. peace.