A long post for me...
I can't really sleep right now. I actually haven't gotten much sleep the past few days. The best sleep I got was a 3 hour nap I took mid day two days ago. And that was because I had gotten drunk starting at 8 in the morning and passed out by 1.
I've been trying to go back and find my resume for my theatre stuff and instead found really shitty lyrics that I wrote and a few pictures of when I was 17.
I've been thinking about my family lately. Or a lack there of. I couldn't sleep the other night cause I felt bad for my dad. I realized that my dad didn't run out on us. My mom ran out on him. And took me with her. I have always known this. Duh. But it never really registered how shitty my mom was from the beginning. My dad wanted to be there for me. But she didn't really let that happen. So I grow up without a father figure, and when I am able to take care of myself according to the state of Texas, I'm abandoned. I know this kind of sounds like a pity party, but it's not. It's more of self-revelation of my past. It seems more like I've lived 2 lives at this point. One with my "legal guardian" and the one that began about the time the above mentioned picture was taken. I miss my brothers. I can't imagine how they view me now.
There seems to be only like 4 people that use this website anymore. Or atleast 4 people that still post stuff.
My flight home is tomorrow night. Things I want to do when I get home... Make a new acting resume. I want to do what I know best. And I really miss it. 2-Learn the actual notes on a fret board and not just play by ear. I like to play and all, but I think it would be a hell of a lot easier if I knew what I was doing. 3-Construct a cool chandelier for the kitchen.
I've been trying to go back and find my resume for my theatre stuff and instead found really shitty lyrics that I wrote and a few pictures of when I was 17.
I've been thinking about my family lately. Or a lack there of. I couldn't sleep the other night cause I felt bad for my dad. I realized that my dad didn't run out on us. My mom ran out on him. And took me with her. I have always known this. Duh. But it never really registered how shitty my mom was from the beginning. My dad wanted to be there for me. But she didn't really let that happen. So I grow up without a father figure, and when I am able to take care of myself according to the state of Texas, I'm abandoned. I know this kind of sounds like a pity party, but it's not. It's more of self-revelation of my past. It seems more like I've lived 2 lives at this point. One with my "legal guardian" and the one that began about the time the above mentioned picture was taken. I miss my brothers. I can't imagine how they view me now.
There seems to be only like 4 people that use this website anymore. Or atleast 4 people that still post stuff.
My flight home is tomorrow night. Things I want to do when I get home... Make a new acting resume. I want to do what I know best. And I really miss it. 2-Learn the actual notes on a fret board and not just play by ear. I like to play and all, but I think it would be a hell of a lot easier if I knew what I was doing. 3-Construct a cool chandelier for the kitchen.