so..
im gonna take a year off from school. haha ive only gone for one semester, o well. im driving cross country in my little grasshopper. gonna see AMERICA. maybe ill stop by bush's ranch and take a big fat shit all over his driveway. NO WAY, im afraid to go to texas. hmm... drinking a 24 pack of redbull will DESTROY your sleeping and eating habits. FYI.
havent smoked any green leaf since saturday. 4 1/2 days, thats a fucking miracle, but now im losing my mind. RIDONCULOUS.
otherwise, my life is unbelievably awesome when i think about it. total freedom, a car, a car full of my possesions(mostly junk i cant seem to throw away), and a plan B, just in case i get a little derailed.
im in niagra falls right now. im gonna leave here sometime early next week, first stop.. rock and roll hall of fame, cleaveland ohio.
ive never seen the rockies, or the desert, or the pacific, or pretty much anything that isnt in the eastern time zone. i wonder if ill meet some natives and eat some peyote in the desert, the doors style.
they say road tripping solo cross country teaches you a lot about yourself, but how much do i want to know?? i do know i want to change this currupt fucking planet, maybe ill start small and live on an eco farm with some unwashed hippies, or tree sit in a giant secoia. probobly not, im way to impulsive and restless. but thats just because i love not knowing who ill meet tomorow or where ill end up. most people are good and have something to share, even if they dont know it. at the beggining of the summer i was looking for answers, but know i dont even have questions, just impulse and a pulse. 9 hours of driving today and i still cant sleep 5 hours later. wait a minute, i just caught myself worrying how people might judge what i say in MY journal, thats dumb.
well fuck you to those who deserve it
and i love you to those who dont.
god is a funny(wierd) word. say it over and over and over, look at it.
well any word is kinda like that. how about jod. like a french g. jod jod jod jod. god. trent reznor says some brash stuff."god is dead and if there is a hell ill see you there". well, trent, if i see you in hell, i probobly wont ask for your autograph when my ass is packed full of red hot coals.
right to the rim baby.
havent smoked any green leaf since saturday. 4 1/2 days, thats a fucking miracle, but now im losing my mind. RIDONCULOUS.
otherwise, my life is unbelievably awesome when i think about it. total freedom, a car, a car full of my possesions(mostly junk i cant seem to throw away), and a plan B, just in case i get a little derailed.
im in niagra falls right now. im gonna leave here sometime early next week, first stop.. rock and roll hall of fame, cleaveland ohio.
ive never seen the rockies, or the desert, or the pacific, or pretty much anything that isnt in the eastern time zone. i wonder if ill meet some natives and eat some peyote in the desert, the doors style.
they say road tripping solo cross country teaches you a lot about yourself, but how much do i want to know?? i do know i want to change this currupt fucking planet, maybe ill start small and live on an eco farm with some unwashed hippies, or tree sit in a giant secoia. probobly not, im way to impulsive and restless. but thats just because i love not knowing who ill meet tomorow or where ill end up. most people are good and have something to share, even if they dont know it. at the beggining of the summer i was looking for answers, but know i dont even have questions, just impulse and a pulse. 9 hours of driving today and i still cant sleep 5 hours later. wait a minute, i just caught myself worrying how people might judge what i say in MY journal, thats dumb.
well fuck you to those who deserve it
and i love you to those who dont.
god is a funny(wierd) word. say it over and over and over, look at it.
well any word is kinda like that. how about jod. like a french g. jod jod jod jod. god. trent reznor says some brash stuff."god is dead and if there is a hell ill see you there". well, trent, if i see you in hell, i probobly wont ask for your autograph when my ass is packed full of red hot coals.
right to the rim baby.