I feel like up until now, my life has been a complete joke.
Every day my head gets a little clearer.
Thank God I'm still alive 'cause I really didn't think I'd last this long. Also, smoking is a really bad habit -- please don't start. Yeah, I'm talking to you.
I'll quit smoking when I turn 25.
Spent the last month and a half selling Moneris machines using business-to-business marketing, which means walking quite a lot. There's a line separating my toes from the rest of my feet from me wearing the same flats in the sun every day. I'm straight-up brown right now, except for my chest, which is still pretty pale, and of course my toes.
I quit on Monday.
Right now, I have enough money to last me 'til August. I'll find a mindless job before then and focus on my art (said every creative post-grad ever).
But seriously though.
