Hey, Chaz, EAT ME. Just kidding, since you'd totally jump on the opportunity.
ANYCRAP, Life's changing and stuff. Tomorrow, I begin classes at a new school. It's going to be so weird. I miss Buffalo tons already. I miss my best friend. But I think these changes might be for the better, even if the processes are proving to be difficult because of my highly irrational parents' thinking. I need a job and a car desperately. I need money fronted for a car and I was assuming that since my parents were generous in that sense towards my twin brother, that they would do the same for me. Apparently, I assumed wrong. However, they have no idea I'm going to be looking at a townhouse this weekend with two friends whom are now potential roommates. So, in other words, I may be getting the fuck out of here within a month. Maybe that will motivate them to help me out just a little bit.
I've decided that the best career path for me is tattooing. Seriously. I don't put my natural artistic talent to use enough and what the hell is going to school for art going to do for me? I like to learn, but I don't like doing the work. But I have no idea how I'm going to land an apprenticeship. I wish I was closer with people that know people.
Love is still missing from my life. I have a feeling that it's going to be like that forever. The fact that I'm completely unwilling to meet anyone more perfect than the last, uh, fling of sorts I had should probably be taken into consideration. Honestly, I don't think there is anyone more perfect. Maybe things will work out and this silly boy will realize that I'm still here. Ready and waiting.
Does anyone actually read this?
ANYCRAP, Life's changing and stuff. Tomorrow, I begin classes at a new school. It's going to be so weird. I miss Buffalo tons already. I miss my best friend. But I think these changes might be for the better, even if the processes are proving to be difficult because of my highly irrational parents' thinking. I need a job and a car desperately. I need money fronted for a car and I was assuming that since my parents were generous in that sense towards my twin brother, that they would do the same for me. Apparently, I assumed wrong. However, they have no idea I'm going to be looking at a townhouse this weekend with two friends whom are now potential roommates. So, in other words, I may be getting the fuck out of here within a month. Maybe that will motivate them to help me out just a little bit.
I've decided that the best career path for me is tattooing. Seriously. I don't put my natural artistic talent to use enough and what the hell is going to school for art going to do for me? I like to learn, but I don't like doing the work. But I have no idea how I'm going to land an apprenticeship. I wish I was closer with people that know people.
Love is still missing from my life. I have a feeling that it's going to be like that forever. The fact that I'm completely unwilling to meet anyone more perfect than the last, uh, fling of sorts I had should probably be taken into consideration. Honestly, I don't think there is anyone more perfect. Maybe things will work out and this silly boy will realize that I'm still here. Ready and waiting.
Does anyone actually read this?
chazgasm:
i read it! and you know i love you
noxeos:
Maybe I could get one of those tattoos when you get an apprenticeship. It'd be my first.
