Climbing Out of the Hole

I thought all my problems would be solved once I arrived in Connecticut. Now, some 6 months later, I find myself still stuck with the same dilemmas that plagued me while I was in Virginia. But, I have no one to blame except for myself. Instead of mending my problems, I come here and blog about my woe. It's not really solving anything; putting all my frustrations into text is what I'm doing.

I'm an expert at digging myself into a hole. Ever since June, I've been digging myself deeper in a dark pit of misery. I'm so far down, that I've stumbled across some dinosaur bones!

Now, I can tell what I can do to get the hell out of this hole, and it's very simple: First and foremost, get a job, any job, any where. Secondly, apply for MCC and FAFSA before the January deadline. Last, but not least, I must let Kate know. I have to. There's no dodging it this time. I can't avoid any longer. Whenever I can get some time alone with her, it'll be an ideal moment to tell her.

I'll still be sailing the sea, chasing the enigmatic.

Beating Around The Bush

It seems I've been doing alot of that lately.

Well, I've said it thousands of times before, but I've never lived up to my word. So why is this time any different from the cowardice displayed in past attempts? Well, I can't find anything that's really different, so I'm sure it's the same as the others. I'll do it this time; I shouldn't be afraid.

November is at its end, and yet I am still jobless. I'm not gonna wait for Wal-Mart's bullshit. They've already pissed me off. I'll look else where, perhaps in food service if I have to. I'm going to Barnes & Noble tomorrow and ask if they're hiring. Then onto Staples. Then wherever I may roam.

Because, you know, wherever I lay my head is home. Wooah, yeah!

I'm getting the strangest feeling that rejection and or acceptance is what's going to give me the motivation that I need to complete all the things I've neglected.

All I want is for my feelings to be requited.

Is that so much to ask for?

The Secrecy of the Untitled

In addition to my ongoing personal project, I have created another in the form of sequenced illustration. I'm in the process of creating a graphic novel, or perhaps a comic, which ever seems like the appropiate category, and all it's necessary components such as plot, setting, characters, and so forth.

I've gotten as far as creating characters and their characteristics, and some progress with the plot. However, my main dilemma is giving this pile of literary and artistic creativeness a name. I've struggled to find a suitable title, but I've given it a name holder in the form of the Untitled Fantasy Adventure.

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In other news, I may start working in the Photo Center in Walmart soon. This is a position I may very well come to hate. With a passion.

Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Yay!

I'm going to continue working on the UFA. I hope I can start getting some awesome sketches in.

Break

It's hard not to get lost in a monotonous life style that mostly consists of doing nothing.

I'm trying to get this straight. I'm going to do it soon, before December. Damn private college. Once I'm in though, it's all good from there. You just have to show interest.

Starting this new illustrated adventure might be harder than I had previously thought. I'm not so sure where to begin! I know what I want to do, but I haven't gotten as far as creating character names, places, plots, or even sketch out any details. This is horrible! During the planning and developing process, I'm turning towards Kazu Kibuishi's example, among many other popular illustrators on the interwebs.

I have yet to wake up early to go jog at Powder Hollow. I've been meaning to do that for a while now. So, tonight I will go to bed early, if I'm not at Kate's house. Then I'll get up around 5 o'clock, get ready, then jog. I may have to buy actual running shoes.

I should only get what I need.

That's it for now.

One Year Ago, pt. 1

We've progressed.

So, this dude, Barack Obama, just won the presidency.

It also happens to be my 19th birthday, my last year as a teenager. Time flies by so quickly.

I'm a bit eager to see what the rest of my life has in store for me.

Crazed, Dazed, and Slightly Confused

It shouldn't feel like a routine.

Applying for unemployment has to be done. It just has to. Also, applying for FAFSA and U Hart should also be done sometime in the very near future.

Do I live at Kate's house? Some would agree, like her parents. It's getting ridiculous, although I love being around Kate. I just wonder if her parents are getting sick of seeing me and Haley. Whatever, as long as she wants to see me, I'll always be there. I guess you can say I'm making up for the three years of absence.

And I couldn't care any less if Bob or anyone else is mad at me for doing so. Kate and I do spend a lot of time together because she's my close friend, and also because I like her. I do have friends who I don't spend anytime with: Dale, Pat, Nolan, Adam, Dylan, Tony, and Chris. I've been meaning to hang with all of them, but they're never available when I am. So, I'm tired of the bitching. I do what I can to please.

November's here, along with all the joy it brings.

That was sarcasm by the way.

If you didn't catch it, I don't blame you.

Struggling For A Title

We all have our moments.

It's a story of some kind. A work of epic fiction authored by the two. I'm not entirely sure what it's about, but it's none of my business, so I'll keep out of it from now on.

The cats have worms, and Nancy is pissed. This only leads to the ever evident deterioration of my faith and patience with Bob. The guy is acting way too possessive and outstandingly ludicrous. He dramatizes things in a manner which suggests preposterous circumstances surrounding others or myself. He's becoming a loony! Well, not quite. He may just have a stick up his ass. That seems to be the latest fashion these days.

The days of October weaken and November looms it's radiant and attractive head around the calendar's corner. Huzzah! Next week will mark my 19th birthday! And on that day, apparently, I have an interview with Sears to hopefully become an Office Associate. Fantastic. In the meantime, I'll continue my hunt for the elusive employment elsewhere.

Since I've discovered what was really going on, I'll hopefully be countering with my own little work of fiction. However, this won't be just literature, but illustrated literature! That's right, a graphic novel of epic proportions. Fantasy, adventure, romance and all the like! It'll feature characters based on real life people! Oh, how I can feel the excitement right now! All I need to do is to practice my craft with the pencil and or pen.

I want to join this gym, or any gym for that matter, soon. I know I promised myself that I would, and that's a promise I intend to keep.

Trees continue burn the colors of Autumn and will quickly brace their soon naked forms against the chilling breeze of winter.