You got this.

You know sometimes life gets really tough, and sometimes it seems like the sun will never shine again. And those days we all need a little reminder, something to get us through the day. I'm sharing some of mine here today because tough days seem to come more often then good ones lately and I myself need to be reminded of certain things sometimes.

You are worthy.

You are important.

You will make it through.

You are capable of great things.

You don’t deserve the harsh words you tell yourself.

You are more than enough.

It’s okay to be sad and not know why.

You don’t have to be positive all the time.

You’re allowed to get upset over things, and express yourself over things that hurt you.

It’s okay if you relapse into a previous state, this does not diminish your progress.

It’s okay to cry, you don’t have to play tough all the time.

You don’t have to push yourself too hard all the time. It’s okay to rest, you know your own limits.

Just because you aren’t where you want to be right now, doesn’t mean you won’t get there. You may even find a better destination along the way.

You are going to be okay. It may hurt right now, and it may be a struggle, and nothing feels like it matters, but it's going to be alright, you got this girl.

You’re going to get through this, and you will rise from this stronger, wiser, and better because of it. It may feel like hell right now, it may feel like your entire world is falling apart but you will get through this and you'll be better then ever, you'll live, love, laugh.

All things must pass and so will the dark shadow fallen upon you, you'll see the light again and you'll feel the sun again, you'll see life, you'll see hope, you'll feel free again.

And when things go wrong, take a deep breath. Regroup. You got this.

Who you gonna call?

Did I mention the insane ammount of studying I still have to do? What kind of an idiot decides to go take exams in the summer? I should really take them in January. Who has the patience and motivation to study in this heat? I sure as hell don't. And for subjects this boring. I'm sorry but no wonder kids hate to read, the literature I'm studying...not only is it boring but I would rather bang my head into a wall till I drop dead then read this. They all die, they're all miserable, they're all suffering, they are all in pain. Excuse me what about my god damn pain? This is so stupid. And what do I get out of all of this? Nothing at all. I will probably forget what it's all about within a month becasue this will surely turn into a traumatic memory I will try real hard to block out and yet I'll still be ''stupid'' because I won't know shit about geography or life or how to write a god damn resume. Here's a wild idea. Why not teach kids mutual respect? Why not teach them how to be better, stronger, smarter, more tolerant instead of filling their heads with this nonsense that honestly doesn't improve your inteligence or skill at all. Why not teach useful life hacks like cooking or fixing things around your house, or for fuck sake a couple more languages? What do I know right? After all I'm ''just another brick in the wall''. Another sheep this country breed, too stupid to fight, too broken down to stand up for myself. Here's the problem I'm not like that. I am angry and bitter and miserable because, how should I put it? I see on the other side of the fence and I know life can be better but I feel like I stand alone. People learned to be so comfortable in their own misery they just lost all the ambition to fight and make their lives better. It's fucking frustrating! Good thing we have Pokemon Go to entertain the small minds of the population. I don't even know why I bother anymore...when there's millions of letters and emails from the people requesting a tv network to be ''examined'' by a doctor in a tv series and they are actually dumb enough not to realize he's an ACTOR NOT A DOCTOR...then I suppose all hope is lost.

In other news...what else did I do besides trying and failing at studying? I went to see the new Ghostbusters movie. Yep. Here's another geek factor you didn't know about me. I actually love the original two movies. I've read a million and one complaints online by what I asume were sexists saying that just like everything else feminism will ruin this movie as well, since the cast is all female. Well here's a big fuck you to all y'all because the movie was way better then the original two, funnier, better story, the cast is better and I won't even start with Chris Hemsworth he's so adorable and stupid in this movie you gotta love him.

If you like a funny stupid comedy I suggest you go see it. It really is a lot of fun. Now...Suicide squad next week. I'm so excited! I waited what feels like forever to see this movie. And honestly tuesday can't come soon enough. Geek what ya gonna do. Heh.

Now do you have any advice for me how to locate my motivation that has aparently been lost? No? *sigh* this is pointless really. Alright, wish me luck you guys. I'll need all the luck on this planet to get through this. And in the mean time go check out Of mice and men's new song it's called ''Real'' and it is absolutely sick. I could NOT love it anymore then I do. Amazing song. They put out album preorders as well, do be certain I'm getting one of those as well. Ha ha. Also they're on tour so if you're lucky enough to go see them I envy you. I most likely won't be as lucky this time around. Oh well. There's always next time right?

Take care guys, stay safe, stay cool, see you on monday with a little Bruce Springsteen.

The Hotel's closed.

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air. Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light, my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night.

There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell and I was thinking to myself, "This could be Heaven or this could be Hell".

Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way, there were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California, such a lovely place, such a lovely face.

Plenty of room at the Hotel California, any time of year, you can find it here.

I sat in front of my laptop last night thinking what the fuck should I write about. It's hard to write a blog when you run entirely on caffeine, sarcasm and inappropriate thoughts. I'm not even kidding right now. Without caffeine I'd be as good as dead by now, I'm sarcastic to a point where people think I'm stupid and inappropriate thoughts? Let's not go there huh? Hah.

Ever been stressed to a point where you just laughed because if you'd let yourself feel anxiety would flood over you and you'd just break down? Yeah. I get that. I feel like the more I have to do the less motivation I have for anything. This so called ''school'' that's supposed to teach, help, make something outta you or whatever...what a joke. It's nothing but a popularity contest. Why judge a fish by it's ability to fly? I'm not going to be any smarter or less or more capable of working. All I'll have is a paper. Paper proving I did something, half of which I forgot already. A fancy expensive piece of paper that won't even get me a job. I really do wonder what the hell is the point? I'm stressed, angry, depressed, sick, all because I drive myself mad over things that don't matter. And I can't help wondering why? Why the fuck am I letting it happen? My health should be most important to me. I should worry about me for a change not what I have to do, not what should be done, not everyone around me. But me. It's not selfish thinking of yourself every now and then. Have you ever thought how you're always doing something always postponing your life to later. You'll see someone or something later, you'll visit someone later, you'll travel later, you'll see that band you love later, you'll get that later...what if there is no later? What if all you've got is here and now? Wouldn't you want to enjoy it? Live to the max? I don't know where these thoughts are comming from to be honest. Maybe when I'm drinking cold coffee in the morning still drunk of last nights whiskey and coke, thinking about what the fuck am I missing in life. Sometimes nothing, sometimes everything. Either way, shutting down those thoughts. I have a shit ton of work that's gotta be done. An artist's job is never done, not like you can hire an assistant to do your drawing and designs instead of you huh? That'd be nice.

Y'all enjoy your week, hope it's a pleasant one. Please note, selfish is not always bad, sometimes you should be selfish.

Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device".And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast, they stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast.

Last thing I remember, I was running for the door. I had to find the passage back to the place I was before. "Relax, " said the night man, "We are programmed to receive. You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave! "

Cheers Glenn!