 Saturday, August 24
I'd like to thank everyone for the great and sweet birthday wishes coming in during the day, I really feel... honored having friends like you.
*cheers* 11:23 PM | Jus | # | no comments Friday, August 23Thursday, August 22Sunday, August 18 Listen to the bomb ass tracks by the one and only, please leave some comments, these are my favourite tracks off the album, contact Arthur if you want some more (or the whole album). HELLS yeah baby, that's m'boy. Muhahaha. 3:42 PM | Jus | # | no commentsFriday, August 16
fuckx200
boy did I piss everyone off tonight (still doing so), I have this fucking speech class, I decided to do it on-line (don't ask why they even offer it on-line) so I wouldn't have to face an actual audience, but god damn it's a pain in the ass. You have to log on every bloody day, you have an assignment every day of the week. And of course one of the assignments is to record a 2 minute beginner speech, which I attempted, several times, to do today. BUT OF COURSE, with the people living in this house that's near impossible. The only machine the camera likes is Rossi's, which is outside in the living room, and this is the most difficult place to get people OUT OF, you see I took the on-line class to avoid people, but with 5 people playing the ass in the living room, it makes it a little hard to record a speech. So fuck me, I got pissed, started yelling, they of course denied that I really *asked* them *seriously* to leave, so la-di-da, Danel and I went out drinking, and I came home more surly than when I left. Thus I pissed people off even more on my return home. Then I ripped the computer from the bloody wall/cables and brought it into my room... Recorded my half-drunken speech, compressed it, and have thus completed my assignment. I'm SURE I'll hear it in the morning, oh boy I CAN'T WAIT, god damn it. fuckx300 (correction) 4:09 AM | Jus | # | no commentsSunday, August 11
So I haven't blogged for 44 days.
Hmmm. It's not like I haven't tried to, or wanted to, there have been many posts that were... aborted. I think I believed if I posted, then I'd have to post again, if I said anything then I'd have to say more, and I knew I didn't have it in me to keep it up, I just didn't need to, or want to, just then. I guess life was getting a little too complicated, and I needed to find a patch of calm. Since I've been gone, I've been sick, been to Orlando with Stefan, Arts, Rossi and Michelle, was unable to call Christian for his birthday, I also have an apology for Dre, who I was supposed to call over a month ago, and even though I never made it to NY I still should have called, and lastly - had one more computer crisis than I think you're allowed in order to keep your sanity. So really, I haven't been doing much. I haven't started my portfolio, haven't started any real work with my business, it seems I'm living for my next fix instead of really living, the fix being a 5 hour game of Risk or Signs. Every time I set out to see Arthur something comes up, like the afore-mentioned 5 hour game of Risk which lasted until 6am, meaning I just got up. So many little... things. No more complaining, for now. I've been keeping up, though no where near as much as I used to with everyone else's (online) lives. I also have a big decision to make which has been playing a little drum solo in my head for the past couple months, never able to shake it or deal with it, I have to decide whether or not I'm going to stay here in the States or go home. I'm sure many of you'd say, "It's a great opportunity, stay there and work for a year, you can always come home...", but you know what, more and more America is growing on me in the wrong way, I get more saturated by it and it makes me desperately want to get out. I've said it a couple times before, life here doesn't seem real, it's like a really involving dream or an extended vacation, I don't think I can do it anymore. I miss too many things, and the ironic thing about it is I know I'll miss probably the same amount of things from here, the people, the ease of certain things, my bloody apartment and freedom, ad that's what makes it so hard to decide what the hell I'm supposed to do. This is not a good time to be an indecisive person. Michelle's sleeping a few feet away, everyone in the house is sleeping, it's like it was the middle of the night, or twilight, you can't tell if the sun is setting or rising, it feels so calm. I missed you all - my friends and pseudo-friends, the people that make it a little easier to talk about all the overdramatic woes of my daily life, thanks for not forgetting about me, I guess it's time I should go get some food, yes? 7:19 PM | Jus | # | no comments |
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