Changing Stuffs, Improving Other Ones

since I got a second twitter account to follow gay porn actors or dudes esxposing their dicks, asses, bodies or even sharing pictures of my own naked. I always wanted to feel free to do anything I wanted to, but from times to times, i feel like having a string attached to what others might say or think! 

Ishould stop and think: "who cares?", but since my circle of "friends" is big and varied, I think that I can not avoid it. My reputation... Who cares about it? Really, who cares? I owe nothing to nobody, soi why caring. Anyways, it is changed! it is already done!

I have been severly obsessed with Frindship Books. Maybe it's by seing the amazing ones that my beloved Greek lady does (take a look at their ones - http://mostlyamused.blogspot.com) . I have undone some old ones, re-used the paper I had (I had no paper left to work towards them),m re-.used the images I had. I scrapped old metal magazines, saving only some of the interviews that I wanted to keep and I have used some of them to do FB's. This is done, right.

In August, I might be attending to a wedding. I am a friend of the friend, we know each other since we were both kids and I know that she truly likes my drwaings and paintings. I don't draw/paint anything for ages, so I am almost affraid of picking up the materials and start tracing anything, that'll lead to nowhere. Anyways, I will try it. I want to do a painting to her, as a wedding's gift.

Job... there's no job. I am not only without any motivation, but I have lead myself into a vicious circle of laziness, boredom, so I won't move my ass for anything. From times to times, I waste myself delivering resumes (curriculums), but out from that... there is not much work done. And that's the point of highest important needing to be changed. There are lots of things, may it be with myself or with my real / virtual life. I need to stop complaining and doing nothing, to start going for it. I say this often, aswell as I repeat this phrase, but there's never anything that clicks within my mind and makes me move.

One day I will wake up and then... perhaps it is too late...

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