Four weeks ago, and I feel like I'm swimming back to the surface.
Been taking photos and editing a lot lately. Joined a photography website. You can see my profile here: JPG Mag - KrakenSkulls On this website, you can enter contests, win cash prizes, get some honest feedback. Yah. I'm all about it. Following dad's steps in photography. Only this is not the day and age to open up a one-hour studio like he did. I'm still going to pursue writing in some way. What if I created my own magazine of sorts? Yeah. That'd be ideal. An "e-zine", if you will.
Looking to move into my boyfriend's parents' warehouse sometime. I understand my mother is lonely without my dad around, and she leans a great deal of her support on me... But facts are facts. And the facts are that she's driving me crazy. I need out. I need some space. I don't believe I've been given adequate time solely to myself without anybody else around. Even if I don't go out at night, I'm still here at the house and in my room with my mother right outside the door if I come out. It drives me nuts. I need to flee the nest regardless of the circumstances.
I'm pretty excited for the fall/spring semesters coming up. I filled out my FAFSA and I'm looking to receive a generous Pell grant along with a hefty student loan. Now... I know the world of student loans. I'm still paying mine off from '06 - '07. BUT! I want to be done with school. I want my English degree in my damned hands as soon as possible. And with that being said, I'm going to quit working as much and go back to school full time starting in the fall. Knock that shit out. I hate my jobs, and this will be a perfect opportunity to back out of work, live off of my loans/grant, and leaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrn. Hopefully. We'll see how it goes.
That's about all I have to say. Here are some photos and a song while you look at them.
Favorite bar in downtown Pensacola, Jackalope's. Maximum occupancy is 12.
At Jerry's Drive-In. Delicious fucking food.
See what I mean?
My boyfriend is silly.
We're both silly!
Getting some bubbles.
Adios.
Been taking photos and editing a lot lately. Joined a photography website. You can see my profile here: JPG Mag - KrakenSkulls On this website, you can enter contests, win cash prizes, get some honest feedback. Yah. I'm all about it. Following dad's steps in photography. Only this is not the day and age to open up a one-hour studio like he did. I'm still going to pursue writing in some way. What if I created my own magazine of sorts? Yeah. That'd be ideal. An "e-zine", if you will.
Looking to move into my boyfriend's parents' warehouse sometime. I understand my mother is lonely without my dad around, and she leans a great deal of her support on me... But facts are facts. And the facts are that she's driving me crazy. I need out. I need some space. I don't believe I've been given adequate time solely to myself without anybody else around. Even if I don't go out at night, I'm still here at the house and in my room with my mother right outside the door if I come out. It drives me nuts. I need to flee the nest regardless of the circumstances.
I'm pretty excited for the fall/spring semesters coming up. I filled out my FAFSA and I'm looking to receive a generous Pell grant along with a hefty student loan. Now... I know the world of student loans. I'm still paying mine off from '06 - '07. BUT! I want to be done with school. I want my English degree in my damned hands as soon as possible. And with that being said, I'm going to quit working as much and go back to school full time starting in the fall. Knock that shit out. I hate my jobs, and this will be a perfect opportunity to back out of work, live off of my loans/grant, and leaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrn. Hopefully. We'll see how it goes.
That's about all I have to say. Here are some photos and a song while you look at them.
Favorite bar in downtown Pensacola, Jackalope's. Maximum occupancy is 12.
At Jerry's Drive-In. Delicious fucking food.
See what I mean?
My boyfriend is silly.
We're both silly!
Getting some bubbles.
Adios.
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