Things are.
What they are.
At 25, I finally learned how to hustle to make things happen.
I pose for an art class. I'm beginning to think it's full of eunuchs.
I work.
I sleep.
I do hair, which is pretty much waist-long now. One day I'll cut it, when it stops being the diary of my life.
I'm still stuck on the inability of guys to ask me out. It reminds me too much of high school, and I thought I'd left high school years ago. Apparently not all of me did.
A friend of mine is getting married. It has been a perpetual nightmare. It'll be over next weekend. I used it as an excuse to get some amber earrings and to take the time to invest in learning how to compose new hairstyles. For locks, I have extremely thick and heavy hair.
Working on two novels and a comic script.
At 25, I finally learned to hustle.
At 25, I finally learned how to hustle to make things happen.
I pose for an art class. I'm beginning to think it's full of eunuchs.
I work.
I sleep.
I do hair, which is pretty much waist-long now. One day I'll cut it, when it stops being the diary of my life.
I'm still stuck on the inability of guys to ask me out. It reminds me too much of high school, and I thought I'd left high school years ago. Apparently not all of me did.
A friend of mine is getting married. It has been a perpetual nightmare. It'll be over next weekend. I used it as an excuse to get some amber earrings and to take the time to invest in learning how to compose new hairstyles. For locks, I have extremely thick and heavy hair.
Working on two novels and a comic script.
At 25, I finally learned to hustle.