I feel like I write way too may blogs like this, but this is the only place where I ever feel comfortable writing anything like this. So, yeah.
I was really hoping 2016 would finally be a good year, and these first three months have me thinking just the opposite now.
Someone from my past, who basically fucked with my head before, came back into it, and pretty much pulled the same exact shit (made me think we were a couple, but she vanished and then it turned out she had a boyfriend). I really should've known better.
I had another film go straight to hell, which is why I've decided to switch over to writing comic scripts.
A had a death in the family, and, on the same day that happened, got shit from my boss because I wasn't doing her job the way she wanted me to, and wouldn't let me leave either.
And, as childish as this sounds, I had yet another birthday where I realized just how few people actually give a shit that I exists (it's pretty much my dad, and my sister. My mom, my friends, and my roommate didn't even make an effort to even acknowledge it).
I'm still trying to be more active on here, but most of my time is spent either obsessing over art that I'm making, or I'm just sitting around, feeling sad.
