Coachella...
Daniel from work is going to Coachella both days :p and he rubbed it in hard earlier today. Dan used to be the manager at Salzers and at the original starbucks in camarillo. He organized a music festival in Newyork once, I remember him telling me about it. I dream about performing in front of huge audiences a lot. Im ready! Im ready for something! If there is a god... he sure is a dick. He has given me enough shit! I want out... If my dreams are so much better than reality, then I want to sleep for ever! If only it was impossible to overdose on Nyquil :/ I dont want to be like my parents, or your parents! I want a reason to live. There are probably only 10,000 people on this useless planet who have a reason, and I want to be one of them! I dont want to work 9-5. I dont want a fucking mansion. I dont want a trophy wife! I dont want to waste the only life im given. I feel as if the way I feel is the way to feel. Im sick of seeing people who just live their lives day by day, waiting to die, and go to heaven. I dont want to go to heaven. Its sooo fucking true, All you can expect from life is just a moment of perfection, and its gone! How foolish is it to expect an eternal life of happiness?? Dont get me wrong tho, the only thing I truly appreciate from religion is the morals that they teach! I look at my religious friends, and wonder: why? I have pretty good morals myself! I dont need to dedicate my life to the belief of a greater being! While they spend their sundays with their hands together, praying for a place in eternal happiness, Im busy bogging my mind down with ideas on how to get ahead of this shit. Im just so tired. Just for one night I want to be released! I want to be remembered for something great! If Im going to die, I want to go out with a bang!