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I am a self described writer. I intend to get a Masters in Creative writing and be a novelist, after my Bachelors in Computer Info Science with a focus in game development and design. I have an Associates in Liberal Studies. I do a lot of gaming in my free time and reading. I am currently with a phone nerd so I stay relatively up to date with new technology and have a Samsung Tab 10.1, Galaxy S Captivate,Galaxy S II, Nexus S, and a Windows 7 computer. I prefer xbox to play station and I love piercings and tattoos. I have 5 tats and 10 piercings (including ears).

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Saturday, September 3, 2011

New to Blogging

So this will be my first non teenage post and those were all on myspace, so hopefully this will be different. Where to start? I have plans for this blog, I'm going to use it to help with opinions from posted pictures of outfits for set ideas ( I am a Suicide Girl hopeful in desperate need of a photographer), and others in general for various reasons, as well post samples of writing, my school work (which for your own safety you should not use) and i would like to hear from the general over populated public on my views, whether or not I will take them into consideration.




Right now I am irritated at the fact that every time things seem to be going right, things go oh so wrong. We've all had those days so I know you know what I mean. Yesterday was hard. I had a second job interview to view my portfolio, and I got the job, $10 hour something I'm good at, and it will never conflict with my classes. I get out and call my mom, one of our ferrets had to go to the hospital the night before because she was bleeding from Spleen removal. I had to take her to the vet but it wasn't looking good. She was a rescue, a fighter that had been found in the wild last year and we got her in November 2010 and though she wasn't going to make it past January. Well, the bleeding wouldn't stop and I could smell the death from her (I used to work at Petco and take care of the animals) so I knew what was inevitably going to happen. We put her down and I patted her head and told her it would be okay she was guna see Antonio, my old man , almost 8 year old ferret, we lost back in April. Now I might even be able to get another job so I can move out and get my own car and start living my life, but I just had to take one. How is it possible to even feel happy when guilt hits and your heart breaks when it does?






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