Leaving.

Everyone's going places. I don't mean physically, even though in most cases that holds true. I mean they are getting the shit done that they want to do. They are working hard to go to the schools that they want to transfer to. They are working hard to achieve the dreams that they dream. My dream and my place is New York. I know I'll make it there one day. But it's at least two years away. I don't know if that's why I'm upset. It might just be that no one is working hard to get to me. They are working hard at leaving me. Everyone.


-Otis (On the Go)

Waste.

Just leave. Go. What difference will it make? You say, I won't have any friends. What do you call this? This isn't a friendship. I'm just a stand in. When there is no one else for you to turn to, I am there. But who is there when I'm all alone. Not you. Just go.


-Otis (On the Go)

I need to chill.

You want to know why I ask you if I annoy you so much? Because I genuinely think I annoy the shit out of you. It's not hard to catch on to. You aren't a Shakespearean novel. Your a high school English paper...transparent and not funny. I'm sick of this bullshit of a friendship where I crack my ass for your attention and acceptance to only get half ass responses. I'm not asking for your fucking love you faggot. I'm just asking that you stop telling me to drag race towards the edge of a cliff and then get dissapointed when I rev the engine. Fuck you. All I'm asking is for the truth when you can supply it. Step up or shut the fuck up.

I'm not even angry about this anymore but...I like the part about being an English paper.

Otis (on the go)

Location:Toyota Dealership

Visitor

Happiness. I hate how foreign of an emotion it is. But I love when it chooses to pay me a visit. It's been with me for about a week now. Definitely won't be kicking it off my couch any time soon. Unless it eats my fruit loops.



-Otis (On the Go)

I'm a dick...ted to you.

I am officially the worst blogger ever. I am going to change that. Expect more writing this round. I'm going to be posting my random little tantrums from the past couple months. I'm not depressed like that at the moment so don't call a hotline.

I'm on that low now. Making myself feel like nothing. Making myself question everything. I don't know why I beat myself up. Why can't I love myself as much as I want? What's in the way? The Bible tells me that Jesus loves me...so why can't I?

-Otis (on the go)

WATCHING ZOMBIELAND!!! I feel like it is so super good!

Wire sculptures have been owning my butt this week. I will post some pictures of them now. And that is really all I have to say.

-Otis

Please don't judge me.

I know. I know. "If I call myself a blogger...then you are an ostrich." Quote provided by my friend Tiara. I swear I have a good reason.

School started as you know. My entire life has been owned by tape shoes and still life drawings. What a life. I haven't taken a picture of the shoe yet but I will definitely post one next time. The pictures I am posting now have to do with our next project in 3D design. It is a wire project where I'll be making a wire form based on the slow exposure pictures I took. I'm kind of really excited about it. I feel like I'm going to fail my regular classes because of these art classes though. I'm nervous. I have a history quiz tomorrow and I haven't read at all this semester for it. AHHH! My drawing class just keeps popping out little drawing projects out of its friggin but.

My apartment life at the moment is quite hectic. I'm supposed to move out of my apartment right now and move into my new apartment March 1st, which still might happen. But...there is also a chance that I will be moving in with my friends. I just need to friggin get this stuff figured out.

In other news, I really like the girl from MY LIFE AS LIZ. She has a good voice! At least I hope that was her singing voice on the tv and not a fake one. But even if it wasn't, she is still very fun for me to look at.

-Otis