Why can't I conciously repress bad memories? D:
You know the one thing I hate about art?
I can't stop thinking about all the traumatized things that's happened to me when I'm drawing! AGHFDSJGL
Like that time I went to Taiwan, and was at my dad's buddies friends house for about a week, I swear to god I felt like...a total outsider. They had a COMPLETELY SEPERATE APARTMENT FOR GUESTS. SO I WASN'T EVEN LIVING 'WITH THEM'. There was no TV and they had a laptop only because I was like "lolol can I borrow a laptop?'
And they fed me food, but they just kind of gave it to me and left me on my own to eat it. I felt like a lab rat. And not to mention the girl and her little brother were creeped out by me. And the only way I could communicate with them would be to knock on their door and bother them, but I'M SHY .
Then after I left, I put the laptop under the table in the room and the guy assumed I stole it. I mean, SERIOUSLY? Did you not even LOOK for it before you assumed that?
I've never been so embaressed or felt so awkward as I had living with those people, and I always end up thinking of those couple days when I'm drawing and suddenly I want to put my head in my hands and cry, oh god.
The one good thing about it though was they brought me to this mountain area, and I was up in the rooftops watching the shooting stars and the beautiful night sky until I fell asleep. (only to wake up later that night from the cold go back to my room, where I was sleeping alone... and there were two beds ;-; )
AWKWARD.
WHY DID DAD FORCE ME TO LIVE WITH THOSE PEOPLE.
AGHFJSDLG.
I can't stop thinking about all the traumatized things that's happened to me when I'm drawing! AGHFDSJGL
Like that time I went to Taiwan, and was at my dad's buddies friends house for about a week, I swear to god I felt like...a total outsider. They had a COMPLETELY SEPERATE APARTMENT FOR GUESTS. SO I WASN'T EVEN LIVING 'WITH THEM'. There was no TV and they had a laptop only because I was like "lolol can I borrow a laptop?'
And they fed me food, but they just kind of gave it to me and left me on my own to eat it. I felt like a lab rat. And not to mention the girl and her little brother were creeped out by me. And the only way I could communicate with them would be to knock on their door and bother them, but I'M SHY .
Then after I left, I put the laptop under the table in the room and the guy assumed I stole it. I mean, SERIOUSLY? Did you not even LOOK for it before you assumed that?
I've never been so embaressed or felt so awkward as I had living with those people, and I always end up thinking of those couple days when I'm drawing and suddenly I want to put my head in my hands and cry, oh god.
The one good thing about it though was they brought me to this mountain area, and I was up in the rooftops watching the shooting stars and the beautiful night sky until I fell asleep. (only to wake up later that night from the cold go back to my room, where I was sleeping alone... and there were two beds ;-; )
AWKWARD.
WHY DID DAD FORCE ME TO LIVE WITH THOSE PEOPLE.
AGHFJSDLG.