 I am currently anticipating my trip to Canada...one week, One week...I can do this. I can make it a week. I mean, I do have to pack and plan and ack! Laundry.&.&
But soon I shall see my love and all will be well.Plus, It's my first trip to another country. One that I will soon call my home! heart
Besides that, I am temporary airbrush tattoo b***h at my job. Is fun.
Soon I give up my car to save 350$ a month, yay!
And then just work until I leave. Wo0t!
I am no daredevil. No adreneline junkie. I am 29 and I fear
death because it means an end. And I prefer beginings.
I live for perfection. My art, my being. I want perfect health,
mental and physical. I fear medication as it alters my mental and
physical being. My drugs of choice are my comfort foods. Coffee
and chocolate. They remind me of home, of a family I once had
and lost forever. Now I strive for the perfect body for myself.
Not some idealogical image. No no, my own. I can only work with what I
have.
I also want my relationships to be perfect, but since I cannot control
everyone else I take what I can get.
My life is far from boring. It's quite active even when I am
still for hours working on arts.
 tandemonium · Mon May 30, 2005 @ 08:30am · 0 Comments |
