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music |
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Bob the Builder - Can we fix it? |
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As per typical....they aren't coming to get me until the very last moment. They didn't even tell me that they were having to do something in the morning before they came down here. I hate that. I know the world doesn't revolve around me, I don't want it too, attention is bad. Though when you say you are going to pick me up in the morning and then put it off until the late after noon, how am i supposed to feel.
My little sister scares me. She's going through that stage where nobody is important except for her and it is scary. So very scary. I called to see where they were and she just gets all huffy with me....like...why the hell was I even calling. Then there is my brother...Who used to love me until my sister convinced him I hated him. Which is a lie. I love him more than anyone in that family.
So...I know the next few days are going to be horrible. It was predestined, there is not shunting fate. Might as well suck it up and live with it.
And I will.
In other news Delgado loved my flash final. He thought it was great. It made me happy, he isn't so bad after all....just because he said I could market it...which is exciting but I have no way of knowing how to go about that.
Oh well. At least school is over for a while. I need a break so I can draw again seriously. Work on the comic, explode heads, I mean uh....
By the way...the British version of Bob the Builder it so much better than the American version.
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