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As of tuesday, I became a Suicide Girl!
So fucking stoked.
I got a great photographer working with me (hopefully) and all the guys seems to be rather supportive of this adventure, lol no suprise why.
All I have to do now is upload my first set and I'll be right as rain and ready to take over the world (insert comical maniacal laugh) and all I can think of right now is how damn self concious I am, which royally sucks.
Anyways, I've decided to move out with a good friend of mine, KJ, and when I told my parents tonight they spent the better part of an hour chewing me out for it. I mean come on, I'm 18 and quite capable of making my own fucking decisions. You'd think I was 10 the way they acted. Perhaps I'm over dramatising things here, but that's how it seemed. My dad is all for me staying at home until I'm in my thirties, which isn't going to happen, not in this lifetime ESPECIALLY if I want this stint with SG to go anywhere.
My parent's don't and won't ever know about this job if I can help it. I will get ex-comunicated if that happens.
Oh well, pity.