fy fan vad jag längtar hem.
It's weird how long it takes for me to get into this whole blogging thing. I mean, i love to write and all, and i most certainly love to rant about absolutely nothing important, but it's always so hard to get going if there's actually nothing to say.
Anyway. I'm shitbroke. If anyone was wondering. If I wanna be able to pay rent until january, I'll have no money.
Well, I'll have about 500 euro to live on til christmas. Joy. Anyone wanna give me a job?
I've also noticed recently that I really can't sleep alone. If it gets late, like last night (3.30 am, thank you Coke), I start thinking about life in the most depressing way possible; I dont mean a fecking thing in this world. if I'd die, the world would go on without me. Some people might be upset for a few days, but eventually, everyone moves on. How horrible is that?
It doesnt matter what I do, noone cares anyway. Should i be a journalist? why not? who cares?
I've realised that I dont think this is what i wanna do. Well, I'd like to do it, but i will never be able to. it's a hobby that i clearly suck at. I would absolutely love to be a photographer, but i dont have it in me.
I'd love to be a dancer, but i'm too "big". Not really something that would pay my bills anyway.
It's amazing how many people think I'll succeed in life, while I'm pretty sure I'll stay a nobody for the rest of my life.
And yes, I'm aware of how depressing this is.
Anyway. I'm shitbroke. If anyone was wondering. If I wanna be able to pay rent until january, I'll have no money.
Well, I'll have about 500 euro to live on til christmas. Joy. Anyone wanna give me a job?
I've also noticed recently that I really can't sleep alone. If it gets late, like last night (3.30 am, thank you Coke), I start thinking about life in the most depressing way possible; I dont mean a fecking thing in this world. if I'd die, the world would go on without me. Some people might be upset for a few days, but eventually, everyone moves on. How horrible is that?
It doesnt matter what I do, noone cares anyway. Should i be a journalist? why not? who cares?
I've realised that I dont think this is what i wanna do. Well, I'd like to do it, but i will never be able to. it's a hobby that i clearly suck at. I would absolutely love to be a photographer, but i dont have it in me.
I'd love to be a dancer, but i'm too "big". Not really something that would pay my bills anyway.
It's amazing how many people think I'll succeed in life, while I'm pretty sure I'll stay a nobody for the rest of my life.
And yes, I'm aware of how depressing this is.
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