shit.
In approximately 13 hours I will be in Fort Lauderdale.
Fort Lauderdale is a pitstop before I go to Miami.
For a long, long time. Potentially forever.
Thanks to all of my CT friends, old and new, for making this summer what might be the most memorable summer of my young life.
I am delirious right now. So many different feelings running through me. I'm terrified of what the immediate future holds for me, but at the same time, I am excited to welcome the first and most rudimentary challenges of what will hopefully blossom into my adult life. No matter how scared I am right now, and will likely be in the coming days, weeks, potentially even months, the danger and excitement ahead of me is going to make life at home on my parents' couch seem like a waste of fucking time... because really, it was.
This is the longest period I have spent in my parents' house since I started college... and arguably since I started high school, what with jazz band, chamber orchestra, marching band, friends, and drama productions. It was nice to have some time to breathe, but now it's time to pick myself up, dust myself off and plunge myself right back into the world. If I don't take these chances now, I will wonder until my dying day where they would have taken me.
I busted my hand up from smashing a bunch of anonymous walls and people last night.
I just tried to type "last" about seven times and kept typing "lsat" instead and it drove me a little bit insane.
Miami/South Florida kids: I will be at Torche tomorrow night. This will be my first of many chances to see all of you. Also, you should all definitely go to Andrew's house on Sunday night; my band is playing and there are a lot of other sweet fucking bands playing as well.
Holla.
Fort Lauderdale is a pitstop before I go to Miami.
For a long, long time. Potentially forever.
Thanks to all of my CT friends, old and new, for making this summer what might be the most memorable summer of my young life.
I am delirious right now. So many different feelings running through me. I'm terrified of what the immediate future holds for me, but at the same time, I am excited to welcome the first and most rudimentary challenges of what will hopefully blossom into my adult life. No matter how scared I am right now, and will likely be in the coming days, weeks, potentially even months, the danger and excitement ahead of me is going to make life at home on my parents' couch seem like a waste of fucking time... because really, it was.
This is the longest period I have spent in my parents' house since I started college... and arguably since I started high school, what with jazz band, chamber orchestra, marching band, friends, and drama productions. It was nice to have some time to breathe, but now it's time to pick myself up, dust myself off and plunge myself right back into the world. If I don't take these chances now, I will wonder until my dying day where they would have taken me.
I busted my hand up from smashing a bunch of anonymous walls and people last night.
I just tried to type "last" about seven times and kept typing "lsat" instead and it drove me a little bit insane.
Miami/South Florida kids: I will be at Torche tomorrow night. This will be my first of many chances to see all of you. Also, you should all definitely go to Andrew's house on Sunday night; my band is playing and there are a lot of other sweet fucking bands playing as well.
Holla.