Wednesday, September 23, 2009

thursday… another off day.

i love my new cross.<3

distress of a subtle being

LOL. okay so heres the story… i came home… felt like listening to my fav song. …i ended up singing really bad to it :[ sorry all. but it always makes me feel good.

Ordinary People by John Legend is a song all of you should try to understand. Through hard tough times, this song has raised me up through anything.

I feel like I'm in a prison that not even my body, soul, and mind can elude, that the very technical fact that my dad seems like he's building all my stress through spite. Everyday I wake up hoping something great...or at least good is going to happen. I cant take the pain, suffering, constant reminders that I should apologize to my mom anymore, can't endure it any longer.
After that day, my life has been all too complicated to explain. She doesn't give me rides to school anymore, doesn't walk into my room to wake me up (even though I'm always awake when she comes in to check if I'm sleeping in), and she doesn't prepare any lunch for me. I can say this is one of the worst things that has happened to me in life, but all I learned so far in this is that my mom is one of the most stubborn people I know and that my dad really doesn't care about me. All in all, friends are always here to cheer me up, keep me heading forward, always giving me advice and an outlook on the positive things that are coming to me. Everyday the tension overindulges between my mom and I, and it makes me wonder how much my mom abhors my presence because every time I enter into the same room as her, the presumptuous aura I start feeling gives me more of a reason to not even "apologize" to her.
I loathe that my dad is trying to make me apologize to her. Of course I'd apologize to my mom even though it's not my fault, but this is the last draw. I can't stand that she gets away with this. She thinks that the reason we aren't talking anymore is because I contributed to it by opening my mouth and saying three years of internal stress. Precarious my heart and mind may be, but in the end, it's affected and softened by my friends.


Friday, September 18, 2009

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

sept 14-15

expirience the new era: project X


Monday, September 14, 2009

Friday, September 11, 2009

SEPTEMBER 11, 2009

yearbook photobooth again.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Tuesday Sept 8-9

Im starting to paint again. i need money :[ help this starving artist! :D

i made Acrylic painting selling for 17$ if you want..please contact

My Grandma loves ceramics. Haha. i think she's where i got my artistic abilities from. :]

Matt's Shoes :] i hope you like them matt T__T.
i paint on shoes for moolah $$$