today was a waste of a day.
the white walls of my room got to me so i spent hours filling them with pictures of better times.
i hung up on frances because i couldn't be bothered to listen to her bullshit anymore.
i drank far too much this week.
running into my sister in a local bar and having her show me off to all of her friends that knew me when i was 7 is too funny.
i realized that i have a massive crush on a girl that i've been super close with for almost 16 years.
in a bad way.
how fucked up is that.
i am beyond broke.
the thought of starting yet another new job makes my stomach turn.
i can't sit still.
i'm restless like hell.
i have so many fucking photo ideas and no one to fucking shoot.
it's so insanely frusterating.
i'm brimming with creative inspiration and just have to sit on it for a lack of resources.
i need to start shooting again before i forget how to.
it's pathetic how that same sentiment seems to ring true about several aspects of my life...
ah well.
take care children.
the white walls of my room got to me so i spent hours filling them with pictures of better times.
i hung up on frances because i couldn't be bothered to listen to her bullshit anymore.
i drank far too much this week.
running into my sister in a local bar and having her show me off to all of her friends that knew me when i was 7 is too funny.
i realized that i have a massive crush on a girl that i've been super close with for almost 16 years.
in a bad way.
how fucked up is that.
i am beyond broke.
the thought of starting yet another new job makes my stomach turn.
i can't sit still.
i'm restless like hell.
i have so many fucking photo ideas and no one to fucking shoot.
it's so insanely frusterating.
i'm brimming with creative inspiration and just have to sit on it for a lack of resources.
i need to start shooting again before i forget how to.
it's pathetic how that same sentiment seems to ring true about several aspects of my life...
ah well.
take care children.
pottsie:
you'll be right. it's a crazy time of year. everyone is broke at the start of january. jobs are good though. for more than money
latchbeam:
Its more of a strange day (like the doors strange) than a waste of a day. I hate feeling restless!!