Monday, October 6, 2008

Zookeep, im expanding my vocab.

Ive been in and out of waves of depression, drunkenness and ecstasy. It seems like i cant be in a neutral mood at the moment.
I am not a criminal anymore, successfully going into stupid amounts of debt with numerous people, but paying off my diversion in the meantime.
So here i am.
Typing away at a computer, it seems like i post once every month, only when i have something to write about, each post seems like my last, its curious.
I have little willpower and usually i forget about silly little things like blog entries after about one or two posts. but it seems like its a bit of a release.
Councilors are stupid, after finally admitting that i was weak, folding in and buckling under the pressures of life most people just deal with i went to see one. My advice, dont talk to the bastards, they're nice, but only in a client service kind of way, like hey, if im nice enough to him hell feel guilty in turning down another session.
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Fuckit, after about 15 minutes of listening to her drool on about shit, that is instintly known i nearly walked out. Fucksake, only stupid people would ever get help out of that shit.

Ive developed alot since the last session i had with her though, i think i am more independent knowing...
nobody can help me.

Anyway, my life is kinda straightening out, all i need to do untill the end of the year is read a few books for a reading log and go to art school, even though i object to art being taught, as it is a creative emotional thing not a given, i think i am there for the sole purpose of feeding of the inspiration of others, being immersed in art full time seems like bliss... I hope so.





Ill add to this later.
Or mabye not.
K bye.
FUCK YOU...
ZOOKEEPER