i am constantly running.. or at least i feel like it.. if i'm not in class.. i'm doing homework or chasing my son... really.. i'm tired... so tired.. and i just love the unconcerned looks on peoples faces.
so my graphics teacher wants me to put some of my poetry in the litary arts magizine... weird..
my art teacher is trying to get me to start a business in photograpgy and graphics...
wtf is going on here?!
i have no idea...
anyhoot
i completely forgot what i was talking about because someone started talking to me... so i must go before i get too lost and run out of gas...
Devious Comments
*sighs happily in the face of desperation*
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> The Fact That No One Understands You, Does Not Make You An Artist.<
~Stefani~
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~*~The only limits in life are the ones we set for ourselves.~*~
so i dunno
--
> The Fact That No One Understands You, Does Not Make You An Artist.<
~Stefani~
--
~*~The only limits in life are the ones we set for ourselves.~*~
--
> The Fact That No One Understands You, Does Not Make You An Artist.<
~Stefani~
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