I’m moving to go to WAAPA for Acting, and its for three years, away from where I’ve been living for 18 years, and it’s insane.
“ I lived in a glass house into which my mother could look at any time. In a glass house, however, you cannot conceal anything without giving yourself away, except by hiding it under the ground. And then you cannot see it yourself either. ”
So evidently mine friends are pre’y lame. Which is why I often wish they were dogs. But its never easy being friends with an animal so I try and steer clear. There was an armadillo in my class in early high school. I was friends with him, but not in public because the jocks who sat at the front of the class used to call him names like “Armadildo” and stuff. But I think he had...
Dogs are the best. I should really stop taking so many photos of them. but they look at my lense more than humans do.