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I'm Amy. I'm growing up. And this is my past, present, and future.
I know you'll come in the night like a thief.
But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique.
I know you think that I’m someone you can trust.
But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up.
So do you think that we could work out a psalm?
So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try.
I know you'll come for the people like me.
But we all got wood and nails,
And talk dirt at hating factories.
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My name is Amy. I'm a Gemini. I'm 25 years old. I'm a struggling artist, and an overly opinionated martyr of my beliefs. My past experiences, no matter how petty or dramatic they were, molded me into who I am today. I'm still changing every day.
I'm an artist. I love to draw and make things in photoshop [such as this blogger layout]. I also love music; I dabble in piano a little bit. I only know how to play other songs, of course. Nothing original. I like to write as well. Pretty much anything that involves the arts is something I enjoy doing. It gets me through the day and gives me a chance to express myself.
I have many friends who have come and gone, some who are even enemies now. Regardless, they've taught me a lot. I've learned to be more humble, tolerant, and kind, but also I've learned things like never to trust anyone completely off the bat, and to usually expect the worst. I'm generally pretty pessimistic and I think irrationally, but that's a nasty habit I'm trying to break. My intentions are good. That's something I must always remind myself and everyone else of. I have anxiety but I'm learning to control it better every day. This time a year ago it was impossible for me to socialize, but nowadays it's easier. Time mends everything.
I'm not really good at these self-describing things anymore. If you want to know me, ask me yourself. :3
Friday, July 22, 2011, 9:13 AM
Support your brother, sports brother
I'm sleepy....
I got back from being at Bo's yesterday. We didn't really do much but watch Fullmetal Alchemist or sleep. Tyler came over a couple of times, and we hung out with Mari and her friend one night, but besides that nothing happened. Not having Phillip and his car around is really boring. We have nothing to do. It's too hot to just hang out outside, and the pool at his apartments is really freakin' nasty...
I realized how old I'm getting, thanks to my tablet. [NOT ONE OF THESE but one of these. and actually mine looks exactly like that xD] I got it when I was 13.... 4 years ago. I was so happy and excited and it was the best thing I ever got. If it wasn't for my tablet, I wouldn't have gotten as much practice in and my art wouldn'tve blossomed like it did. But also because of my tablet, I ran out of ideas really quickly, because I drew 24/7. I don't wanna get older. I've lost my passion for drawing, [don't get me wrong, I constantly want to I just am idealess :c] I've lost a lot of my friends, I don't take pictures everywhere I go like I used to, and really everything is just lame. All I do is worry about money and work.
Speaking of work....
I finally confronted a couple of my coworkers. Cleared it up that I'm not sick like people always think, I'm not a freak, I'm not secretly a quiet time bomb waiting to explode and knife everybody. I'm just shy. Most of them said, "I don't think you're a freak. I think you do just fine." and that's all I've ever wanted to hear anyone say. In school all my life, my teachers either considered me a "genius" that just didn't try, or they thought I was sick and had some freaky dark past, and that I had issues... I was either pitied, or my expectations were set too high. All I've ever wanted to be in someones eyes in a place like school or work is just, equal to everyone else. Work is the first place that has happened. I'm starting to get more used to this.
