Wednesday, September 16
Thursday, September 10
Difficult
my laptop is broken at the moment, so blogging is hard :(
Difficult
my laptop is broken at the moment, so blogging is hard :(
Thursday, September 3
Wallflower.
When we got out of the tunnel, Sam screamed this really funny scream, and there it was. Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. And in that moment, i swear we were infinite.
Im going to invest in an excersise machine when i get paid tomorrow, and i swear to god im not going to stop until im skinny. Being skinny is on my mind like, 99.9% of the time. Dire.
Nervous

Tuesday, September 1
hi, how can i help?
2 hours 48 minuites
Work is killing me, slowly but surely. It really stresses me out that one of the guys i work with is always complaining about having to work certin days, for example, he was complaining about having to work friday and saturday. I work friday saturday, sunday and sometimes monday pretty much every single week, so he just needs to shut the hell up. I wish i could be one of those people that follows their dream job, or even someone who knows exactly what they want to do with their lives, but i honestly have no clue. I think i would really love anything media or photography related, and i would love to rekindle my love for textiles, but its just never going to happen, I lack the skill and creativity to do anything of that sort.



