shit.

Sep 03, 2009 06:30

It has been awhile since I have written anything. Well, its time to update...
My summer was the most traveling I've done in my life.(consciously) I went to Colorado with Dan and it was really laid back and relaxing. We recorded music pretty much every night. I smoked more cigs than weed, and drank more beer than I'd imagine. We had a trailer all to ourselves until Dan's relative's neighbor's camper burned the fuck down...too long to explain. We rode a mini-bike and an ATV in the hills near Black Hawk. Craziest, and most fun I had in awhile. Anna really likes Colorado and she was kind of upset that I was going...but what we were doing wouldn't of made her happy. We were just in suburban colorado. I did get a kick ass nepalese scarf though. After we got back home I was going to leave for Phoenix with Anna in like a week. We took a plane which I hadn't done since Florida, which was like when I was 14. I didn't steal the life preserver under the seat but I kinda wish I did. Anyways, once we landed in phoenix, I met up with my cousin Thai, and he drove us to Tucson. On the drive there, we really had a heart-to-heart (as gay as it sounds). He told me of all his crazy escapades, and it surprised me how much he was willing to share. I could really assimilate with his teen years; growing up as a thai-american, although he's a happa. once we got to Anna's great aunt and uncles house Thai talks up a storm and I feel slightly awkward. Me and Anna stayed in the guest room which was near their garage and led to their awesome pool. They called the room something like the hilton, because it looked like a generic hotel room. There's lots and lots of desert...but one of the days out we went up to Mount Lemmon and it was a different world. Aspen trees, fresh air, foliage, giant cookies, cooler air, and simply beautiful scenery. I want to live there one day.
Once I got back I had to worry about school. I don't have financial aid because I FAIL. I'm not in school. I don't have any true direction, and I lack motivation. I have no money, no job, and haven't painted/drawn/sketched in months. I kind of want to go to culinary school to become a pastry chef, but i don't know what I want anymore. I wish I could press the reset button on life. I wish I could say fuck it all, but I can't live with parents for the rest of my life. I'm glad they stopped giving me money, because thats the only motivation for me to get job. I have dreams and ambitions, but I don't know exactly. Buddha, you were right, life is suffering.
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