So much work, so many people to please, so many things to do, so much planning. it’s making me crazy. i’m slowly going out of my mind, but there is no one to relieve the burden. it’s another one of those times where i camp out under my comforter for a week or so, which i very gladly started today. I’m sick, but who cares. People only care about their money, what they’re paying for, what i can do for them. I just can’t bring myself to do anything. [but blog obviously]. Of course, i know, people care, but what’s the point of caring from the sidelines. Thats like being a nurse that works in a bookshop. Wasted and useless. Rot the lot of you.
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A starving (okay!) not-so-starving artist, a fashion student, a crafty cat, a FunkyMonkey
I do not presume to know about a lot of things. I merely wish to promote good discussion about some topics that tickle my curiosity. I may be right or i may be wrong, but then, that's my prerogative, isn't it? *grin*
