No, sir. I'm awake...I can do this.
"I wanted to believe I wasn't the only one...No...I know I'm not. There are others still out there, just like me, waking right now....Finding Home."
Je vais pas mal...I have not updated in a long while, huh? Let's see.
Life is pretty good, I've got alot to be thankful for...but hectic...less hectic would be good.
I've joined a couple clubs that I'm really trying to be a part of. The biggest I have an interview for, on this very day! Wish me luck, for this is important. Its actually part of the MSC, school related, and its called Town Hall. Basically, they are the music gurus that get famous and indie bands alike to come play on campus and at festivals. The Northgate Music Festival and A&M's Battle of the Bands are the one's I'm most interested in, but also the Lunchbox series, which is where the put bands in the busiest area of A&M during lunchtime and have them rock the university. Oh yes...this is where I belong.
Selection is selective and the limited space is limited...but there might just be a spot for me. I've got my fingers crossed.
The other two groups I'm really really excited about are SWAMP and the photography group. Photography is pretty much self-explanatory, but SWAMP stands for screen writing, acting, and movie production. Oh yeah, movie makin. I have an idea in my head thats forming and with that group I'll be able to implement it. Who knows where this might get me? Probably with an independent film, which would be awesome in all its craptastic glory! But who knows...
Aside from that, I've been dropping the ball in l'universitaire once again. I've found out that when I'm stressed, I get depressed, and then I start to give up...for as much as I tell other people to not quit when things get rough...I can't do this to myself. One of my classes is about to be dropped due to the stress its giving me...but my sanity is more important. And my other classes are very important. I fuck up alot sometimes...I can't let that be a reason to stop though. I missed the maximum amount of days you can miss in french before losing points. So basically, perfect attendance is the name of the game from now on. It should be anyway. I have to get a new phone and learn how to use my alarm clock. Other than that...I can't quit. I'm going to go to my professors office hours to apologize for my absences and from there, no more mistakes damnit!
"The pills hit hard - it wasn't long before he felt his mind sinking. He gripped the necklace in his hand and placed it on his chest. His pulse slowed down as the room flew intoa crystalline haze that made his heart stop. He looked at the flashing cobalt letters as they turned into a fog and reality melted away for one last time."
"Darkness - pure and unstirred, like that of a city-wide blackout. A darkness that could suck up the moon - and then it pulled him in. Light and sound ripped past his face, roaring through the very core of his soul and suddenly...he was there. He was Home."
"Home was a shining miracle of thought. Though the glass walls alluded to a starry plane, there was indeed no way in or out. No, this wasn't a place the body traversed...It was a gathering of the soul, an exodus that has occurred for eons, and it would occur again this time in order to imprlement the next phase in the universal cycle...He would help spread their message of the dawn."
The awakening.
Je vais pas mal...I have not updated in a long while, huh? Let's see.
Life is pretty good, I've got alot to be thankful for...but hectic...less hectic would be good.
I've joined a couple clubs that I'm really trying to be a part of. The biggest I have an interview for, on this very day! Wish me luck, for this is important. Its actually part of the MSC, school related, and its called Town Hall. Basically, they are the music gurus that get famous and indie bands alike to come play on campus and at festivals. The Northgate Music Festival and A&M's Battle of the Bands are the one's I'm most interested in, but also the Lunchbox series, which is where the put bands in the busiest area of A&M during lunchtime and have them rock the university. Oh yes...this is where I belong.
Selection is selective and the limited space is limited...but there might just be a spot for me. I've got my fingers crossed.
The other two groups I'm really really excited about are SWAMP and the photography group. Photography is pretty much self-explanatory, but SWAMP stands for screen writing, acting, and movie production. Oh yeah, movie makin. I have an idea in my head thats forming and with that group I'll be able to implement it. Who knows where this might get me? Probably with an independent film, which would be awesome in all its craptastic glory! But who knows...
Aside from that, I've been dropping the ball in l'universitaire once again. I've found out that when I'm stressed, I get depressed, and then I start to give up...for as much as I tell other people to not quit when things get rough...I can't do this to myself. One of my classes is about to be dropped due to the stress its giving me...but my sanity is more important. And my other classes are very important. I fuck up alot sometimes...I can't let that be a reason to stop though. I missed the maximum amount of days you can miss in french before losing points. So basically, perfect attendance is the name of the game from now on. It should be anyway. I have to get a new phone and learn how to use my alarm clock. Other than that...I can't quit. I'm going to go to my professors office hours to apologize for my absences and from there, no more mistakes damnit!
"The pills hit hard - it wasn't long before he felt his mind sinking. He gripped the necklace in his hand and placed it on his chest. His pulse slowed down as the room flew intoa crystalline haze that made his heart stop. He looked at the flashing cobalt letters as they turned into a fog and reality melted away for one last time."
"Darkness - pure and unstirred, like that of a city-wide blackout. A darkness that could suck up the moon - and then it pulled him in. Light and sound ripped past his face, roaring through the very core of his soul and suddenly...he was there. He was Home."
"Home was a shining miracle of thought. Though the glass walls alluded to a starry plane, there was indeed no way in or out. No, this wasn't a place the body traversed...It was a gathering of the soul, an exodus that has occurred for eons, and it would occur again this time in order to imprlement the next phase in the universal cycle...He would help spread their message of the dawn."
The awakening.