When your life sadly resembles a music video...
marielcita
May 27, 2007
...of a song you don't even really like, no less.
Oh my goodness, living broke is HARD. I mean I’m proud of myself for trying to do it, but it’s depressing me to no end! I’m bored to tears today, sadly reminiscing on the fact that I’ve officially been stuck here an entire year, how much I missed Florida, how lame and not happening things are in my love life, and that after all I’ve been through in the past twelve months, how I feel I’m right back to where I started.
I have no money, I quit tanning, I have no prospects (except two billion guys who ARE NOT my type), I can’t take too much more bad TV, I eat nothing but egg noodles, pasta, microwaveable soups, salads, and macaroni , and I schlep along with my married friends on the rare occasions when they go out b/c I have nothing else better to do. There’s way too much stuff that I have to buy and pay for, I can’t get inked, I can’t waste too much gas, I can’t travel, I can’t go to a concert, I can’t go party, and I spend way too much time on my computer because it’s the only link I have to the world outside of this prison cell called Nashville. I even take a billion online surveys on a regular basis in order to earn a few extra dollars. The worst part about it that I have to take 5 or 6t sometimes to find I even qualify for and only then do I make a dollar or two.
Anyways, I was watching a music video earlier for a song by one of my favorite artists that I don’t even really like that much and the star of the video (who happens to be another singer that is friends with said “favorite artist of mine”) is going through very similar gyrations in life that I feel like I’ve been stuck going through lately. Being depressed about boys, waking up alone, feeling alone and stuck, attending concerts on my own, this video has me going, “That’s me!” minus the drug habit of course. There’s even a part where the girl gets to the front row of the show and she said artist lock eyes for what is only a second but feels like an eternity. This is the only thing that has made me happy all day.
In other news, people keep asking me more and more for recommendations for new music. Could be a good thing. I need to dig through it myself one of these days. Hopefully tomorrow. I feel like I have a hipster personality without looking the part. At all.
Alright. Off to spend another $30 that I don’t have on a concert for some musician I don’t know. I hope they take American Express…
Oh my goodness, living broke is HARD. I mean I’m proud of myself for trying to do it, but it’s depressing me to no end! I’m bored to tears today, sadly reminiscing on the fact that I’ve officially been stuck here an entire year, how much I missed Florida, how lame and not happening things are in my love life, and that after all I’ve been through in the past twelve months, how I feel I’m right back to where I started.
I have no money, I quit tanning, I have no prospects (except two billion guys who ARE NOT my type), I can’t take too much more bad TV, I eat nothing but egg noodles, pasta, microwaveable soups, salads, and macaroni , and I schlep along with my married friends on the rare occasions when they go out b/c I have nothing else better to do. There’s way too much stuff that I have to buy and pay for, I can’t get inked, I can’t waste too much gas, I can’t travel, I can’t go to a concert, I can’t go party, and I spend way too much time on my computer because it’s the only link I have to the world outside of this prison cell called Nashville. I even take a billion online surveys on a regular basis in order to earn a few extra dollars. The worst part about it that I have to take 5 or 6t sometimes to find I even qualify for and only then do I make a dollar or two.
Anyways, I was watching a music video earlier for a song by one of my favorite artists that I don’t even really like that much and the star of the video (who happens to be another singer that is friends with said “favorite artist of mine”) is going through very similar gyrations in life that I feel like I’ve been stuck going through lately. Being depressed about boys, waking up alone, feeling alone and stuck, attending concerts on my own, this video has me going, “That’s me!” minus the drug habit of course. There’s even a part where the girl gets to the front row of the show and she said artist lock eyes for what is only a second but feels like an eternity. This is the only thing that has made me happy all day.
In other news, people keep asking me more and more for recommendations for new music. Could be a good thing. I need to dig through it myself one of these days. Hopefully tomorrow. I feel like I have a hipster personality without looking the part. At all.
Alright. Off to spend another $30 that I don’t have on a concert for some musician I don’t know. I hope they take American Express…
