  I am listening to “Chat’s Gift” I found time for myself given how hectic the day was. Started at 12:00 and continued on and on. Its 12 and I am finding the time to learn some programs Dad brought over for me to study. I wish I can learn them fast and well. Its like school but with no pressure from teachers. The cool thing is that I study and learn at my own pace and standards.
Which happen to be higher than back in school. Now my standards involve good enough to get me a job. Mom is giving me a hard time as I refused to leave the computer on the second floor. I just don’t want to be bothered so badly that I brave this damp, smelly(super), and sometimes scary basement. Of course any more about my mom and I might get an ulcer, so for sanity’s sake I will drop it for now. Chat made my day yesterday and her effect on me is still lingering even up to now.
It’s a feeling that is similar to the rapid hover of a humming bird… a blur of movement that doesn’t seem to move. … I cant stand the smell… I’m getting a lighter… Ok, that is slightly better. About School… I don’t think I will study anymore. Not until I start working… and work my way into being a kick ass artist. I guess I will only go back to school if I can cheese it out. Like, if I … Ok dad had to use the internet.
I’m back again. Anyway, I guess I will do college by the time I have a place, a steady job or jobs, and someone who I can go home to. College is a formality to me. The piece of paper doesn’t mean anything anymore coming from back in the Phils. I like it here when I can pay for my own tuition. Fuck it if its not an ivy league school, I don’t care for much about the elite cause here I’m part of the working middle class who spends time with those who matter to them instead of money.
Success and Career to me is helping others… One can say that I am hiding from it. Well why not, I am not designed to make a lot of money. I’m here to help other people. Despite how small some pricks might think this role is… more people in this role would certainly kill the amount of dicks there are in the world. Gaming. I wonder if I can find a game here?
I'll look for a group. Damn thats pretty hard. Soccer Whiling picking Dad up we passed by a soccer field around the area of Liberty State Park. It was all lit up (it was 9 in the evening) and there was a game. I felt so jealous. I want to play and train.
Dad said he would gladly pay for my soccer amateur league membership. I told him he didn’t have to, all he needs to do is help me get on my feet and everything else I can provide for myself. Speaking of Goals I have to learn the programs I have here. Even at the cost of some drawings. I should get a good understanding ASAP. That way I can start sending my art and posting them,&nbsp; &nbsp; 
