Truth hurts, but at least I'm learning how to take it like a man. Sort of. I still cry too easily, ever since my icy shell was broken. I'm still rather frozen, if we are to venture into the world of metaphores. Changing your attitude and the way you treat other people takes time, unfortunately.
I feel like starting to write song lyrics again. I can't compose though. Never really learned that. I've forsaken my ways of venting out my feelings and I have started bottling them up again, but like every bottle that is shaken, it can blow up. I keep doing that every single day. Too short fuse and too lazy to do anything about it. Maybe this time.
I got a text message from Powerpark, I didn't get to sell tickets, but if they need me, they'll call me. Another job interview perhaps, tomorrow morning, shit early to me, 10AM. Probably they pay even better. I also sent my artworks to two of the three art schools. Well, they aren't really art schools, but a sort of vocational high school or something. (Ammattikorkeakoulu) I feel sad and nervous. Sad because I never get anything right and that I had to send two originals away (got copies, thankfully) and nervous because I have 6 schools to look out for.
My wrist is hurting like a bitch, but I deserved it. I have lost all systematic things from my life. Nothing has a pattern and yet, days are kinda the same. It's nerve wrecking. At least for me. I stayed up for almost 30 hours straight, only taking a tiny 30minute nap, before I got 5 hours of sleep last night. I feel like crap for many reasons. All of them personal. I think I'm gonna go and catch a few Zzs before I go to sauna. Don't wanna fall asleep there. I'll get back to you laters. Maybe. Maybe with some song lyrics.
~The certain person with a headache ^^
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