I'm quitting school. Yeah, and I don't care, I'm quite happy really. This is the happiest I've been in such a very long time.
I told my roommate and she said; "Yeah, well, you're an artist. College isn't for you, it stifels(sp?) you."
I thought that was quite cute, and had a good jolly long laugh.
That means I'm moving in with Mom and Dad again.
It happenes. At least until I get a car, or move in with this boy that I adore (the later would be preferable, but highly unlikely. For one, my aunt and I are the only people who like this boy out of everyone I know, and he's kind of a loser.)
So, I guess I'm just getting a suck ass job where I'll have to remove all piercings and stop getting tattooed and show up sober at eight or nine in the morning. It happens to the best of us. It's only for a year or so. Sigh.
I told my roommate and she said; "Yeah, well, you're an artist. College isn't for you, it stifels(sp?) you."
I thought that was quite cute, and had a good jolly long laugh.
That means I'm moving in with Mom and Dad again.
It happenes. At least until I get a car, or move in with this boy that I adore (the later would be preferable, but highly unlikely. For one, my aunt and I are the only people who like this boy out of everyone I know, and he's kind of a loser.)
So, I guess I'm just getting a suck ass job where I'll have to remove all piercings and stop getting tattooed and show up sober at eight or nine in the morning. It happens to the best of us. It's only for a year or so. Sigh.
thanks for the props