Dun, Dun, Dun, Another One Bites the Dust
Work sucks. Boring as all hell. I'm putting off school till maybe next year. I miss taking photos, looking at photos, thinking about things to shoot. I have a shoot coming up (hopefully) soon with my lovely friends from Lynwood, but I wish it was now. I miss being creative.
And I miss having a home.
I'm so nervous about this weekend. And just so you's all know: I PLANNED THE WHOLE FRIGGIN PARTY! Not Ruth- ME. I did it all. Me, me, me! Her whole contribution was asking me what the hell I was going to serve, and demanding (DEMANDING) a hot coffee option for HER guests. RRRRRRR.
I can't wait to have a party at my own place, and saying NO BIATCH to anything she DEMANDS from me. RRRRRRRR!
I have too much anger in me, and I need a constructive way to release it.
Muh.
And I miss having a home.
I'm so nervous about this weekend. And just so you's all know: I PLANNED THE WHOLE FRIGGIN PARTY! Not Ruth- ME. I did it all. Me, me, me! Her whole contribution was asking me what the hell I was going to serve, and demanding (DEMANDING) a hot coffee option for HER guests. RRRRRRR.
I can't wait to have a party at my own place, and saying NO BIATCH to anything she DEMANDS from me. RRRRRRRR!
I have too much anger in me, and I need a constructive way to release it.
Muh.