what kind of world do you want?

what kind of world do you want?

i felt like writing again today. actually i guess at this hour its tomorrow, but no matter. its funny when you come home. you dont really feel like you left until you think about certain things like you should be at school or your stuff isnt all here and all such things. same thing when i saw all my friends at uga. even though much has happened since the last time i saw them, i still feel like i never really left them.

went to the studio today. it was awkward with jordan. jeremy had put his two weeks notice in this morning. there were like 7 new employees, all female extra special angie replacements. everyone looked like little robots on computers and phones. it worries me that everytime ive been there since i moved out there has been no shooting going on in the back. belton said we should hang out tonight and we'd do something super crazy and fun. he called a few hours later and said he was tired and wanted to go home. he then went so far as to say that he wouldnt be able to hang out with me at all while im here. i couldnt figure out if he was telling the truth or if it had something to do with the whole jordan thing. im pretty sure im now the studio bitch.

what kind of world do i want?
what kind of world do i want?

i just told my artner i want the right to change my mind. the right to not have to pick apart and examine every little move and every little decision like its the last one ill ever be able to make.i want a loft apartment. i want to have fun. i want to be interesting. i want to reach others with my work. i want enough money to buy art. i want to be satisfied. i want to be sure in my uncertainty. i want to be ok.

and thats that.