stolen from redxlipstick
1. A picture of you in your room:
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2. a picture with someone you don't actually like:
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3. a picture of you very drunk.
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4. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favorite holiday.
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5. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.
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6. a picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.
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7. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.
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I'll finish the rest later.
I dread my job. I am so unhappy in the position I am in. I wish I never changed positions.
I don't know what the hell was going on in my head.
I used to really like my job, and I like the peole I work with, and now I feel like shit all the time, I feel like crying all the time, and I am so miserable.
My boss is insensitive, and emotional.
Ever since I started having back broblems things have gone down hill, he's completely unsympathetic. How can a girl my age possibly have back problems right?
I hate that my heath issues have interfered with my life so much.
I am not doing what i want and I feel like my time is running out.
I've dug myslef into a great big bottomless pit.
Let me know what you think!
I have gained 3 lbs. I know that is not much, but that just proves that I need a more stimulating job.
No one here really interests me, and I lost the passion for this job when they gave me a crappy raise. I have no incentive to stay anymore.
It makes me annoyed.
I really want to work in a creative environment.
I will make things with my hands.
I will be my own boss and work really hard for myself.
I will be compensated for my talents not my time.
I am not a robot!
yesterday at Cameron's families Father's Day piknick I talked to his uncles dad. He told me all these wonderful things about his love for making things out of wood. He said that it's very important to have something creative to do or to do something you are passionate about. Too many times people loose touch with what life is really about.
then we went to an art gallery up the steet from where Cameron lives on Eagle Rock blvd. and we met the owners and they were really awesome people. They gave cameron a whole lot of advice on where to go to get his art out there and sold. The owners husband is from Argentina and carries a lot of work from his friends back home.
then cameron and I went back to his house and i finished a painting while cameron worked in his glass shop.
i got an email from my friend Byron inviting me to come over for a BBQ at a house he was sitting.
I'm so glad we came. I was so happy to see byron, I have't talked to him in a very long time, and we ended up tlaking to his mother for about two hours! She is a Reiki healer and a while back she did a session on me that pretty much changed my life. We talked with her about everything and amazingly enough she identified and had advise for eveything we talked about. I told her about my father and how his illness has changed my perspective about llife, and has helped me realize my purpose!
I told her that I want to help heal myself and make peace with my past and my life. I want to do this so that I can help others.
I want to become a healer!
I feel that everything around me is telling me this is it.
I am going to concentrate on art, obviously my job isn't going to keep me afloat for very long, I couldn't even pay my whole rent this month.
Ontop of my car payments and insurance I cannot afford anything. Cameron has been helping pay my BILLS! The point of working is so you can sustain a living and be able to live within your means. I cannot. not at this rate. I might as well be jobless and be Cameron's house maid, I'd definately save money on gas, god knows he pays for everything else.
I'm going to have to start looking for other jobs, or hopefully I'll be working for myself.
I'm getting out of LA and away from all the fakeness.
I'm tired of peoples bullshit. People that you think care and really don't. Friends that feed their negative energy to me because they don't know how to deal with their own insecurities.
That's it.
Fuck this life, it's nothing.
Work work work work and just barely scrape by.
they keep you bearly on the verge so you can't get ontop.
It's not natural, life was not meant to be this way.
Everything feels so out of balance.
I feel guilty driving my car knowing the impact it's having in other parts of the world.
I hate computers, I hate money.
I don't want to be a part of it anymore. I want to have a clear concience.
Call me fucking crazy.
I'd rather live in the middle of nowhere, live off the land and wake up to the birds singing and the sun shining instead of gettig up to a buzzer and getting into a car and driving through traffic to a shitty job so you can pay to live in a shitty apartment and have only two days off to feel like you have a life, go to bars and drink all the time because there is nothing fulfilling to do.
This is such crap!
I want to enjoy life.
- Mood:
drained
