*sigh*
jeff dunham is playing. this is making me sad when i should normally be laughing. however i learned about him from the "cyber cafe" where i work. the outreach program. anyway the one kid in particular played it for me. when i would get really mad he would play achkmet the terrorist for me because i would always laugh. well i have not seen him since the holiday break. i have been kind of worried. well today i found out that he got caught shop lifting and was sent back to juvie.
talk about falling him. the whole program. society. his family. i feel defeated i guess. this was not surprising but i was hoping he would stay out of trouble. it seems like everything gets worse day by day. the yelling at each other and calling each other names. i just do not know how to stop it. they are driving me crazy, and they are so loud.
i did find my sketching pencils today though. i said my life was full of hidden pencils, and books, and just everything. i am constantly losing and finding things right now. i wonder if this is a sigh that i should sketch? i was trying to find the ecstasy of st. teresa in one of my books. (which i did not find the book i needed.) so i guess i owe it to st. teresa. how interesting.
basically my goal right now is to get by. but hey i found my pencils.
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my life is full of hidden pencils