Well, I never did post pictures did I? Well, I didn't take them either- oh well, I guess I will eventually. I actually found a little shop in Burbank that sell work for local artists- so I might be able to go through them. That would be easy. I do seem to like the easy road, don't I? Sometimes I feel like a spectator, like I'm not the one living my life, somebody else is and I have to sit by and just watch someone else ruin it. Maybe that's my way of letting out my frustration.
Do you ever just feel like you could skip to the end? I love life, sure, but I'm so ready to have it almost be over, so that I can look back and enjoy the memories and completely forget about all of the worries...
I guess in a way I'm fishing for answers- unfortunately nobody hears me until after I've come to the end and posted my paragraphs... that doesn't really help me right now.
My parents really want me to get a job. I suppose I'd like to get a job too. Well, maybe just an income :-P. Anyway, so I signed up with this thing called SitterCity, it's for babysitters, petsitters, and nannys to connect with potential employers. Scary. Me, a nanny. I really am not fond of parents, or at least I've always said that. Right now I'm wondering if I was just afraid that becoming a nanny was like determining that I'd be an old maid and never have dreams of my own, or a real job, or fall in love, or have my own kids... or even have friends. I guess I watch to much TV. Actually I do. I know that for a fact. It's one of the reasons that I've been a zombie for the last few days... too much TV. Wow, tangent.
Anyway, apparently there really wasn't a point to this post... I'm going to go think for once and then maybe I'll come back and blog again later when I have a brain. :-D
Samia
