i can see the top of the hill

Face it, Kid, you're going to be lonely for the rest of your life. Even when you find that significant other, they aren't going to understand you completely. I guess that's the fun part about it? We spend most of our lives trying to explain ourselves to others. Don't get down about it, because the person that you're down about is likely just as lonely as you are. Some people just don't like the way other people are lonely. You have to find the right person to be lonely with. At least we're all together on this lonely earth. Be yourself. You're the only one that's ever going to get who you fully are, no matter who that is.

A lot's happened since the last post. I've got about three more days of class to go. I slacked off a lot, so I now need to bust my ass - meaning I should be painting as I type this. Yeah, it's a painting class, but I don't think you realize how bad of a procrastinator I am.

Aside from the class load on my back, I would say things are going alright. I finally have money in my bank, enough to allow some credit card payments in addition to the regular bills. Quite exciting, no? Where am I getting this extra money, you ask? Well, no, Silly, I am not a whore of sexual favors, but that of pizza favors. I got a job at this local rough, tough, and out of shape pizza joint as a delivery driver. It's a pretty sweet gig going home with Benjamins and associated dead presidents in my hand. They had no idea that I would get a hold of their heads, but here I am with green lining in my pockets.

Esmeralda's moved in all her stuff, even had her bedroom thoroughly in place until the cleaning staff came to clean the empty room that wasn't so empty. She's not supposed to move in until August 22nd. Oops, but we knew that. So now all of her stuff's jammed in the spare room and the cleaners have yet to return. Hopefully that dust cloud will lift soon when the cleaners come.

Beethoven is fine. For a little bit there I feared he had worms or something, but a girl at PetSmart said that it sounded just like I was crazy and searching for something to be wrong with him. She didn't state it that bluntly, but that's how I felt when the conversation ended. She even said it'd be a bad idea to bring in some strange rat after he's been alone so long. Alright, Lady, you win. I think it's because he hasn't been able to run around my room as much as he's used to. I've been a busy girl. Sorry, Beh.

I need to paint.