Tuesday, 17 April 2012

The Days of Old...

I hate looking at tumblr and facebook, seeing people that barely acknowledge my existance doing exactly what I want to doI want to get more tattoos, more piercings, to look interesting, to look... attractive.  I know I'm being sensible, and logical, I mean, no one will hire an actress covered in tattoos, at least not until you get reasonably well know, because retouching is expensive, and there are hundreds of people auditioning for the same roles.

But I want to be slender, have people call me skinny or beautiful.  I miss being involved in my kind of music, not being forced to listen to anything else because that's what 'everyone' agrees on.  While everyone else is just sitting there, I'm at uni working my butt off for grades, trying to maintain a social life on no money as well as trying to lose weight and tone up.  I don't feel like Anna anymore, I feel like some crazy charicature of myself.  I don't want to get home to find that everyone's forgotten about me. I hate being forgotten about, and it's not for a lack of trying on my part, it's really not...

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