So...
I had a ton to bitch about. But I'm lazy as hell. In short, my grandparents drive me mad and my mother is one of the most inconsiderate people ever.
I don't want to go to work. Actually, I think I'd prefer to kill myself.
I still have no subject matter for the pictures. I've come up with a lot but nothing that comes in all sorts of greys. I am not fucking spending money on this project either. The project is due on Wednesday. I have to get the film in by Monday. So I figure I have a nice break in between math help and english class that I can shoot, then I have a break between english and math class that I can drop the film off. Tuesday I can go get the film before my math class.
If I get any spare time this week I'm buying new underwear. Specifically bras but if I can get matching sets that'd be awesome.
New Schedule:
Sunday-Work at 4.
Monday-English 10-11.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Tuesday-High school 8.30-12, Lunch with Carlyle 12-12.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Wednesday-English 10-11.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Photography 3-5, Work at 6.
Thursday-High school 8.30-12, Lunch with Carlyle 12-12.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Friday-Photoshop 10-1.
Saturday-My social life.
Jason once again told me to forget about him. Then he asked me what I was expecting of this. "Well I don't think I'm going to marry you." "Then what are you expecting?" "I don't know. Fun?" My answer seemed to satisfy him. I told him I wasn't in love with him and that I didn't think that we were going to get married or *cringe* have children. It still seemed like he was still thinking about my answers when he said that he was satisfied with them. Told me that people often say one thing and mean another. Yes, people do that a lot. I don't know. Whatever I guess. Condoms are ruined for me and I don't want to have sex with anyone else now. The not wanting sex with anyone else is a good thing. Condom thing, not so much. Must look into birth control. Damn it Wes. Really my own fault though.
I don't want to go to work. Actually, I think I'd prefer to kill myself.
I still have no subject matter for the pictures. I've come up with a lot but nothing that comes in all sorts of greys. I am not fucking spending money on this project either. The project is due on Wednesday. I have to get the film in by Monday. So I figure I have a nice break in between math help and english class that I can shoot, then I have a break between english and math class that I can drop the film off. Tuesday I can go get the film before my math class.
If I get any spare time this week I'm buying new underwear. Specifically bras but if I can get matching sets that'd be awesome.
New Schedule:
Sunday-Work at 4.
Monday-English 10-11.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Tuesday-High school 8.30-12, Lunch with Carlyle 12-12.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Wednesday-English 10-11.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Photography 3-5, Work at 6.
Thursday-High school 8.30-12, Lunch with Carlyle 12-12.30, Math 1.30-2.30, Work at 4.
Friday-Photoshop 10-1.
Saturday-My social life.
Jason once again told me to forget about him. Then he asked me what I was expecting of this. "Well I don't think I'm going to marry you." "Then what are you expecting?" "I don't know. Fun?" My answer seemed to satisfy him. I told him I wasn't in love with him and that I didn't think that we were going to get married or *cringe* have children. It still seemed like he was still thinking about my answers when he said that he was satisfied with them. Told me that people often say one thing and mean another. Yes, people do that a lot. I don't know. Whatever I guess. Condoms are ruined for me and I don't want to have sex with anyone else now. The not wanting sex with anyone else is a good thing. Condom thing, not so much. Must look into birth control. Damn it Wes. Really my own fault though.
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