Oh, hey there.
My least favorite season is here! I’m currently sitting in the basement because my mom has taken over my bedroom… This morning she literally took every single object out of the room and made me go through it all. Needless to say, the entire upstairs of my house looks like it has been ravaged by a tornado.
So, anyway, what have I been doing everyday in this wonderful season of summer?
The answer: desperately seeking employment. I’ve been parading all over town(s) in heels and a dress, handing in applications and resumes. Not even kidding, but the only thing my mother allows me to do nowadays is to go job hunting! News flash: it’s not the seventies anymore. Sorry I can’t just become a paperboy, or deliver milk to peoples’ doorsteps. Yeesh…
It’s so freaking hard to land a job. It doesn’t help that everyone thinks I’m too darn shy/quiet to talk to their customers, either. Sigh.
What else is going on? I can’t stop thinking of J. That evening in April when I crawled into his friend’s truck and we just drove off. The tiny air freshener with an angel printed on it, that read, “Wherever you go, whatever you do, there’s an angel watching you.”
Creepy, but mostly ironic. (I suppose I could sum up my life in those four words! Haha.)
But the point is, J. is giving me the silent treatment. Boo. I’d almost rather him flat out reject me than ignore me. Almost.
What else is happening with me? I’m in what I call, an “Art Funk.” As you may already know, I love the visual arts, especially drawing. But I keep failing at it! Attempted art piece after attempted art piece, I screw up.
Answer me this: why is art just so freaking difficult?
So, yeah. What else is up? I can’t think of anything off the top of my head, at this moment…
I hate to wish time away, but, college really can’t come soon enough…