So, not much has happened to me since I last posted... Geez, and I mean nothing. I still have no job, I'm not going to school and the isolation is starting to get to me. Even those who enjoy their solitude the most will still go stir crazy if not properly socialized. But that one there is my own damned fault... and also the fact that most of my friends live rather far away and are actually doing things with their lives instead of rotting them away on the computer. It's hard seeing everyone you know is moving so far ahead and you yourself feel as though you're standing still. Yeah, yeah, it's something we've heard all before. This isn't the first time I've felt this way, and it certainly wont be the last.
To make matters worse... I have artists block. And not the usual kind where you just can't seem to find any inspiration. I HAVE inspiration. I just can't FUCKING PUT IT DOWN ON PAPER! At least with the former you can just doodle and something will come out of it, but when you can't execute something on paper when it's in your head... Might as well put a bullet to it. Nothing is more annoying than that. -__-
I'm also going to be doing some moving as well. Not out of my house mind you, I'm just moving up to my attic room so that my current bedroom can be turned into a studio/den area. And the design is up to me, which is nice. Except most of the things I throw out there are met by my dad's awkward parent look. Oh you know the one: 'Are you... SURE you want to do that, honey?' Where as his suggestions are met with my own awkward daughter look: 'Sure, Dad, let me think about it... except not really.' The man is dead-set on me having an armoire for some reason that is beyond me. One wont fit in the attic and it'll be totally out of place in the studio. Besides I don't own any clothes that really require me to hang them up. So I don't know what his deal is!!! DX
That aside I hope I can at least find a happy medium with him. If I'm lucky. -__-