Thursday, June 30, 2011
I got a few chuckles while watching this.
My poor, poor generation. We are so confused on so many levels. It was as we were born with this idea implanted in our heads that the world has bestowed upon us some sort of golden paint brush. But with the recession, it's pretty hard to paint anything when you don't have the money for the acrylics or the brush. Don't get me wrong, I work hard. Very hard. But I'm also a shameless daydreamer.
"It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay" - Mushaboom, Feist
Posted by etoilee8 at 9:18 PM