the usual.
haven't written in a long time.
things are going alright these days,
other than winter getting closer and closer.

hate getting up before the sun.
hate the walk to school.
especially in the morning (like today).

debating what to do with school
and my life in general.
not sure if I am enjoying some of my classes,
and not sure what I really want to ( Read more... )

I am boucing off my office walls with excessive amounts of energy.

so excited for this school year to begin.
I need to return to some form of normalcy,
AKA: smoking too much, drinking too much, sleeping too much, working too much...
that's the fucking life.

here's the schedule:

SEM 1

monday:
drpt2c03 (painting studio) from 13.00-19.00
tuesday:
drpt2b13 ( ( Read more... )

 So ( Read more... )

it's been over two months since I've written anything on here ( Read more... )

Oh, the end of an era.

Zavida is closed.

I am heartbroken.

Turning 20 years old in a little over a month.

I guess my youth is officially over.

1. get their attention
- do this in any way you can

2. show them something exciting
- make it sound better than it really is

3. convince them that they need it
- even if it requires telling lies

4. insist that they are not good enough without it
- this certainly requires telling lies

5. show them how perfect they will be once they have it
- make them ( Read more... )

I want to open a tea shop ( Read more... )

sometimes,

there are things that you just can't get over.
at least not entirely.

you move on,

but there is always a reminder of what was there,
at one point in time.

time to move away from here.

I don't need a reminder anymore.

I want to be happy with what I have.

no more searching in these words
for messages that were never even there.
no more conversations ( Read more... )

long time.

some new thoughts to cover the last few months since I last wrote something on here.

I really wish the people who live above me knew how to shut the fuck up.
they truly insist on making obnoxiously loud noises all day long.
i wonder if they have jobs, or ever leave the apartment?
how can you bang on the floor all day long?
it's a fucking  ( Read more... )

the beginning of the year ( Read more... )