Eu já vivo enjoado,
De viver aqui na terra,
Oi mamãe eu vou pra lua,
I’m already sick of living,
Living here on earth,
Hey mom, I’m going to the moon
I forget sometimes…about my goal to move out. Ive already gone a bit crazy this semester with my printmaking…I have spent A TON of money on paper. Luckily, I have about $330 dollars that I can’t touch. Anyway…this is getting hard. I’m scared. I have all of these other goals as well that I’m afraid to accomplish…I’m so scared of failing.
I’m tired of my life right now. The lyrics above describe my emotions perfectly…
I have also come to the realization of how important Capoeira is to my mental health. I’ve been going to classes only twice a week…well…mostly once. I take care of teaching the Friday classes but no one ever shows up so I just go home…I miss training with everyone that I have known and met in my 3 years of training. It gets boring training with the same five faces every Thursday, tbh…and dear lord do I miss the music…nothing beat a real bateria.