Thursday, October 13, 2011
{ Don't take it away from me because. }
Pleasant afternoon all. So discussion has gone. And it's either i'm going back to ite or work for the time being, I cannot afford to see him go through so much just for me to be able to pursue my dreams. I mean, i can still do art, in different ways. right? in different schools. It's just too damn expensive for me to go through this. and it's really stressing me out to hear what he had to say. It makes me sad, distraught that i've never thought of how he feels. Like i am not doing my responsibility as a daughter. So i'll see to his decision by this week and if he still insists that i carry on with this school, then i'm sorry to say i can't. And i'm going to miss my classmates. my wonderful classmates. and the environment. and the artpieces we walk pass everywhere. And the funny things people post on the elevators. and fifteen minutes. and the frass. and the gianormous door that goes both ways. and the vending machine. gosh. Till then, i'll just have to live with this i guess. pleasant afternoon all.
p.s. i miss my vans rowley xl III anyone know where i can get a new pair? please.
sairah.
Monday, October 10, 2011
{ When you say. }
Peace be upon all living beings. i am blogging again. and i am fucked up. life is shit. work is awesome. school is shit. shit shit shit shit shit. i really think i'm gonna withdraw soon. i cannot take it anymore. i didn't know these problems were going to arise when i start school. i knew i had stress coming. but not this. i mean, i go to school, get a tonne of homework, come home, work on fridays and weekends, come home with no time to spare for schoolwork. it's like, i don't want to work, but i have to. i mean, where else am i going to get the money for my art supplies and daily shits right? so yes. dying at the same time as well. spanish promotion ongoing at carousel. tried the spanish salmon thingy that mama r. sapu-ed and jama-ed. tired like shiz. stressed by people so many times. but still, i'd rather be at work than school right now. or ever. and mother's agreeing. dad hasn't known yet. i don't know how to break it to him. ergh. but i still love the environment and people at school though. i mean, i've grown attached to them in these two months. and the fact that in 8 days, it'll be the 11th month i'm working at carousel. like a wow. huh. so yes. InsyaAllah i'll see better days. or manojkumar always make me happy. oh and another thing, like freaken coincidence shit that i was supposed to text n.a. and ended up sending it to the wrong number, and guess who the wrong number was? goodnight/ peace be upon all.
sairah.