and well. I guess.
Most of my weekend has been dedicated toward moving, and I should SUPPOSEDLY be out by tonight. I had a great time painting with The Highway Men, which is a group of black Floridian artists who do some pretty amazing stuff. My mom bought a piece of R.L. Lewis' artwork, and I got my back of my painting signed by him, very inspirational. A couple of my friends were there too, which made it so I laughed every 25 seconds. Luckily he didn't hear us.
Anyways, I feel pretty good about myself as of late, this whole moving thing is leading up to a whole new beginning.
I've basically given up the Otaku thing. I still like it O.K. But I can tell it gets on other people's nerves and it sometimes on mine as well. I wont try and be KAWAII DESU anymore if you get what I mean. Yeah, and I'm tired of 99% of deviantArt being anime styled, too. It can be beautiful but, jesus, there's just so much more to explore.
Secondly, I'm starting to get back on track with school and my blood pressure is way lower. No longer do I dread the day. I feel a lot more confident and responsible, because for me, nothing feels worse in the world than not being able to do something everyone else can do. It's a weird jealousy thing I have, but I kind of realize it was my fault, and that I should stop dragging my feet and get working.
I can credit some of my sudden burst of accomplishment from a new group of really awesome friends I made, not exactly model students, but better than what I was. They're all gifted, therefore don't procrastinate as much, and I don't like people viewing me as the slacker of the group, so that definitely helped me get my work done better and faster.
The only things wrong now are my parents fighting, which doesn't affect me much, accept my dad IS a complete asshole and needs to start treating his family with civil respect. He's a good guy I suppose, but he can be so ignorant. If my parents separated, I'm not sure how many days a week I could live with him. I bring up that point because it's a possibility, because nearly all my friend's parents are separated. I don't think I'd care much, but it would be better if they didn't. All I can say is my dad needs to get over himself.
But, so I end on a happy note, I doubt it would happen. Everything is chill. ;D