A Grey So Dark
Sunday, 28 August 2011 | 3:30 am
How's life? I have this ever-growing pile of work that needs to get done. I keep telling myself that I'm going to finish it tonight no matter what, sleep be damned, but I end up sleeping anyway. It seems that I'm having a hard time staying up late like I used to. I'm just so tired.
Meet Scarf Man, or Ellen, I think is his name. He's giving me a hard time.
I left the other one, which is the humongous head of David, in school. I'll deal with him on Monday. How depressing. I don't want to talk about weekly projects anymore.
Today, I was so frustrated looking for a pair of shoes that I cried. "Big Size" it stated, but for the love of God, the one pair that I liked hasn't got any size bigger than number 9. How the hell is size 9 considered big? I gave up. I left the store, my sister and Dad behind. I get really emotional during that time of month. It's bloody annoying.
After dinner, we went to BHG to get a concealer, but of course I left the store with more than just that. I love Bourjois not only because it's French, but also because the cosmetics smell so good. I swear, if it was edible, I would eat it. (Ooo…)
Oh! I've previewed all of the songs on In Waves and God damn it! Why haven't I gotten the album yet? I'm buying it tomorrow. Trivium is the only band that I listen to nowadays.
And, it's Sunday. The strike is over. Thus, football resumes. My weekend feels very complete now.
Sunday, 7 August 2011 | 3:16 pm
I can't seem to draw.
Charcoal, I hate you.
I'm so pissed right now.