So
My life of late is backwards
(and by the way, I am drunk right now. Stayed after work to drink with Butterfly, who I don't give enough credit, and Maryellen, the owner's wife, to whom I give enough credit but not nearly enough time.)
I just got in to a kick ass art school. I should be bouncing around happy.
instead, I am feeling pretty blah.
things that are stupid in my life (not to complain or anything):
the fact that i have no creative output... whatsoever.
my relationship. i deserve a good boyfriend, not to be a complete chick about it, and i receive... well it's not so great, anyway.
I am insecure. Why? no reason. I'm not actually insceure. I am happy with my life and appreciate the good person that I am. on the other hand, i allow myself to be treated like shit and justify it. fuct.
I kind of don't remember how to be a good photographer. This is the worst part. This is what I want for my life and i feel like it's sitting on the couch in Hing's old old office and I am here, empty.
Whatever. I know that as soon as I am single and go through the prescribed amount of catharsis that everythign will get back to where it should be.
This is an intoxicated rant.
Today I went to Alewife and picked up 6 DVDs worth of data from TechFusion. I love them over there. They gave me a $50 refund because they liked me. No other reason. Honestly. They said, "You know what? We're going to refund you $50 in the name of good customer service and because you've been so great."
And so they did.
I am going to watch season four of The Simpsons in bed.
Fuck assholes.
(and by the way, I am drunk right now. Stayed after work to drink with Butterfly, who I don't give enough credit, and Maryellen, the owner's wife, to whom I give enough credit but not nearly enough time.)
I just got in to a kick ass art school. I should be bouncing around happy.
instead, I am feeling pretty blah.
things that are stupid in my life (not to complain or anything):
the fact that i have no creative output... whatsoever.
my relationship. i deserve a good boyfriend, not to be a complete chick about it, and i receive... well it's not so great, anyway.
I am insecure. Why? no reason. I'm not actually insceure. I am happy with my life and appreciate the good person that I am. on the other hand, i allow myself to be treated like shit and justify it. fuct.
I kind of don't remember how to be a good photographer. This is the worst part. This is what I want for my life and i feel like it's sitting on the couch in Hing's old old office and I am here, empty.
Whatever. I know that as soon as I am single and go through the prescribed amount of catharsis that everythign will get back to where it should be.
This is an intoxicated rant.
Today I went to Alewife and picked up 6 DVDs worth of data from TechFusion. I love them over there. They gave me a $50 refund because they liked me. No other reason. Honestly. They said, "You know what? We're going to refund you $50 in the name of good customer service and because you've been so great."
And so they did.
I am going to watch season four of The Simpsons in bed.
Fuck assholes.