Aimless.

Wondering through life like a misfit; no motivation, no goal to achieve . Maybe it’s continuous labor hours at work or the fact that there’s no inspiration in my life.


I’ve drowned myself in irrelevant thoughts, attempting to get rid of them by overwhelming myself with excessive amusement.
No set plans for spring break; whatever happens, happens. I’ll get by living life at the moment.

School of Hard Knocks.

Location: Living Room at 9:17pm, Guillermo Residence

I figure if you have to play the game, play it well. No need to complain about the rules, you knew what they were long before you tied your laces. It's mid term week and I had a change of heart towards my academics, I've put the fashion magazines down and picked up my sexy inexpensive composition book-so many blank pages.



I was hot before I became productive-imagine what I'm gon do.