The Life and Times of Me


Well, hello there. Miss me? I took down the page that was here for two days because my conscience said NO. I try to listen to myself if at all possible. I find an immense difficulty in my life. I wonder if I will be able to make a plethora of new friends when I'm thrown back into the real world to fend for myself. I certainly hope so. Here's a quote from American Beauty to thrill you.


"You don't get to tell me what to do ever again."


Hopefully I'll get the chance to say that and mean it. I want to have control of myself. Right now, I'm dependent on so many other people. My life is beyond my control. I sit and wait for people to tell me I can go to their college or come to their house or take this class and paint this picture. The picture has to be about flowers, by the way. Paint flowers. If there is one thing that I absolutely hate about art, it's the teacher who says "Paint flowers." Or cars, or trees, or people. Maybe I don't want to paint flowers. Their response is "Well, you have to do it my way or else you fail." Fail what? Their popularity contest? Just for refusing to paint a flower? Why do we live like this? Who decided that flowers are the way to go... and why did we listen? I don't know. But I'd like to. To quote AB again,


"I'm not obsessing. I'm just curious."


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