| Bleargh. The reason I update so seldomly on this page is because I'm so busy most of the time and I really doubt that anyone visits this page anyway. Now that my proverbial "wings" have been clipped I can't go out that much anymore and yet again I'll become a social reject. God I hate the fact that I'm breathing right now. I clean and do stuff around the house all fucking day and my lovely father says, what you didn't clean the other computer room? It's that kinda shit that pisses me off and makes me vomit profusely. Oh yeah by the way the above painting was done by a wonderful artist named Mark Ryden. You should check him out, you uncultured swine. I'm dating again but I'm pretty sure he's moving to Georgia. Ah well. After him, I'm not dating until I'm far far away from my parents. They pervade themselves into every fucking aspect of my life, why do they lodge themselves so far up my ass?!? I'm 19, give me a fucking break! On a lighter note I only have to put up with them and bumble fuck for one more year and then I'm gone away-far far away. Yeah I have to do the whole college application process all over again but oh well at least I'll get out of here. It would be funny if my portfolio only consisted of stick figures and the admissions people thought that it was a brilliant artistic expression and way of rebelling against traditional art. Phhht. Silly art type people ah well. By the way I was too lazy to change my monthly pic, yeah that's just about it kinder now frolick about and lick my pants,bitch. |
