My three week break has officially come to an end. Tomorrow morning at the crack of dawn I will be stuck in a computer lab with a grumpy old man who most likely would love to kill himself at the sight of most self absorbed uneducated children who went to art school because they didn’t fit in anywhere else.
Luckily I’m not one of those. I’ve known since the prime age of nine what I wanted to do with my life. Too bad that now in my later years of the worst education given to me that now I want to give up on that dream.
What’s my course of action now. What should I do. I have less then six months to figure out my life. And too think…I loved this three years ago. It breaks my heart
To add on to my personal complaints I also have to be honest with my present relationship with someone that I love. I don’t know if its really working…opps. Yet another failed relationship on my part. I can’t keep friends or boyfriends. There may be something wrong with me. I guess all the previous boyfriends were right
