I'm very tired of being tired.

I slept in my new apartment last night.

I still have a few things to get together, but I'm officially moved in.

But my interpretive dance RULES.

I'm burning myself out so fast. I can't keep up.

After two weeks of utter HELL, I'm approaching the end of the Tale of my Walls ( Read more... )

It's officially Wednesday, I suppose ( Read more... )

This weekend was a disaster.

I got no work done on the apartment aside from making money to pay for work on the apartment, and a couple bills that were tossed my way. Not much was left over for either, really. Friday I got a decent amount of work done, and aside from some touch-ups it looks like my living room, "kitchen/foyer/random room" are ( Read more... )

There are few things good in my life right now.

At this point I'm wishing I had more hours in the day. I wish the sun would come up sooner because I have so much to do before 3 o'clock today ( Read more... )

"Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out."I've found myself with some free time, so I'm working on my apartment today. Since I asked my dad about the money he owed me, or if he help me out in any way possible I didn't hear from him. ( Read more... )