FINALLY! i experienced the other (and much better) side of vegas!
pictures up soon
7.18.2007
7.11.2007
damn this game
i hate waiting.
not so random thought: i used to paint everyday a couple years ago and suddenly stopped. i dont know if it was because of time or self-consciousness but just lately ive been feeling the itch to start up again. this, im looking forward to. i utilize class time a lot, sketching a bunch of random shit. ive missed it so.
so once i get my hands on some canvases or the like, you can be sure to count on some less-emo posts. but till then, you'll be serving as the outlet for the tension :] thanks
new york: still up in air. thanks to a good friend, i got hooked up with a job. its temporary, but faast money so im grateful. ive been contemplating bartending for awhile, and/or maybe hooters. might as well put my girls to good use.
study calls.
so long.
not so random thought: i used to paint everyday a couple years ago and suddenly stopped. i dont know if it was because of time or self-consciousness but just lately ive been feeling the itch to start up again. this, im looking forward to. i utilize class time a lot, sketching a bunch of random shit. ive missed it so.
so once i get my hands on some canvases or the like, you can be sure to count on some less-emo posts. but till then, you'll be serving as the outlet for the tension :] thanks
new york: still up in air. thanks to a good friend, i got hooked up with a job. its temporary, but faast money so im grateful. ive been contemplating bartending for awhile, and/or maybe hooters. might as well put my girls to good use.
study calls.
so long.
7.08.2007
what is this fascination
new york is postponed.
daaaaaaaaammnnnnn.
i was too damn excited to contain myself (as you can tell from the previous post), so at a family dinner at the OG i told my parents my well thought-out plans for ny. come to find they really want me to go to grad school considering i get free tuition thanks to good ole' george fuckn bush. ovbiously, grad school was the last thing on my to-do list. but now im not sure if i have a choice. money (or the lack there of) has always driven me to do some pretty drastic things in my life from basically demanding and getting a job to pocketing just about anything. so if i get money bein thrown at me, might as well take advantage of it. especially if its gonna make the parents happy at the same time.
another bright: at least i wont be hustlin for money till the death of me. but now im wondering if the drive will still be as lucid 2 years from now. cus its mostly times like these, this exact moment: 251am, itunes blasting, laptop burning, playing the waiting game for too many things to name that excites my drive to leave. and these moments are only getting lonelier and stronger. but i dread these moments as much as i love them. they kill me as much as i grow from them. and i curse them as much as im thankful for them. but i dont want to live with them forever. and the best solution ive come across so far is to get the fuck out before i come to terms with them.
ive grown such a liking to the idea of packing up and moving away from all the bullshit that i just dont want a better remedy to come up anytime soon. and adding another year only offers more hope for such.
so till then. we play the waiting game.
daaaaaaaaammnnnnn.
i was too damn excited to contain myself (as you can tell from the previous post), so at a family dinner at the OG i told my parents my well thought-out plans for ny. come to find they really want me to go to grad school considering i get free tuition thanks to good ole' george fuckn bush. ovbiously, grad school was the last thing on my to-do list. but now im not sure if i have a choice. money (or the lack there of) has always driven me to do some pretty drastic things in my life from basically demanding and getting a job to pocketing just about anything. so if i get money bein thrown at me, might as well take advantage of it. especially if its gonna make the parents happy at the same time.
another bright: at least i wont be hustlin for money till the death of me. but now im wondering if the drive will still be as lucid 2 years from now. cus its mostly times like these, this exact moment: 251am, itunes blasting, laptop burning, playing the waiting game for too many things to name that excites my drive to leave. and these moments are only getting lonelier and stronger. but i dread these moments as much as i love them. they kill me as much as i grow from them. and i curse them as much as im thankful for them. but i dont want to live with them forever. and the best solution ive come across so far is to get the fuck out before i come to terms with them.
ive grown such a liking to the idea of packing up and moving away from all the bullshit that i just dont want a better remedy to come up anytime soon. and adding another year only offers more hope for such.
so till then. we play the waiting game.
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