Alright awesome, so here's a nice little self portrait I did on this art program called OpenCanvas. It's pretty cool because once you get everything set up you can have online drawing sessions with a friend or two and it's pretty awesome. Again, I'm sitting in my little corner of a couch that's against the wall and facing the television, isn't it pretty funny, even though I have my headphones on listening to music the television is still on. Why? It gives me a sense of security when I'm at my house, alone. I have no idea how or why, but I just seem to feel more comofrtable that way. When I was younger, and just starting to get used to being at home alone, I would go into the kitchen and get the biggest butcher's knife possible and keep it by my side just in case you know, anything funny was to happen. Now it's just a turn on of the television and a nice relaxing sit down while I listen to my music.
I've been thinking lately about how my parents haven't been such cock-asses to me lately, and I'm a bit happy and yet dissappointed/upset to maybe know the reason why. As declared before, I just recently graduated from High School, but I have been the age 18 since March. The graduation from High School maybe opened their eyes in seeing that I'm not a child anymore and that now I'm an adult. It just really twists my nipples to think that because of the fact that it needed a graduation for them to just let me stay up past 12 and not complain about it or stop bugging me about childish things. But hey, what it is it what it is, and it's been alright so far. I really don't want to get too excited just in case I could be wrong, because there is always that one point, y'know, when you're happy about something a little too much and then it just gets fucked up and you're like 'WELL that was a waist of happiness now wasn't it?!' so I refuse to talk about how good it's going anymore, because watch today be that one day /even if my mother, the one who causes the ultimate damnation of my soul when she's in a rampage mode which is almost always isn't home at the moment and is hopefully having a swell time with her female compadres./
So in a change of subject, a few moments ago I joined the ever-so-knowing website called Twitter. I've come to discover it's just really a status updater and it's truly a waist of the small seconds of my life, but hell, I made one anyway so I best enjoy it now shouldn't I? Basically if you just did something that you want the world to know, you type it next to your name in the least amount of words possible. This proves that humans' attention spans are slowly diminishing and really just die out and lose focus after reading two fucking lines of something. Or maybe people are just extremely lazy or nosey, whatever the case or reason, I joined it, so I'm probably just as bad aren't I?
I'm only human.