if i were the universe
my 21st birthday came and went, and apparently i don't remember most of it. i had a great time in Gainesville. one can always count on old friends to show you a good time. i got to do what a wanted, which was hang out and drink beer, among other things. and i got to help Andrew record his tour CD. i hope he like the way it comes out. again, i wish i had a reason to move to Gainesville, other than to hang out, that is.
well, i have one more week left in south florida before i leave for the jungle of Manhatten. i can't fucking wait. i'm starting to get nervous about my internship. i hope i can help this guy out. whatever, it's not like he's paying me.
so i've decided to sell my car once i return from NYC (if i return). i'm going to take the money and buy a bicycle. i know that doesn't sound practical at all, but honestly, having a car has put the most stress on me, and this is something that i need to do. my parents i'm sure will not let me, but i don't care, i do not want a car. plain and simple. and i love riding a bike, and by selling my car i will finally have enough money to get a sweet road bike. i can't wait for the day. it's not like i'm trying to make a statement about riding a bike to save the environment or some bullshit. i mean, yes, i care about the environment, but i just want to ride a bike, and not worry about having a car.
i don't think i'll ever be able to consider myself an artist (hell, it took me ten years to realize that i was a musician, and i still can't come to terms with that), but these next six weeks are seriously going to change my life. at least that is how i have it built up in head. it could be a total letdown. i just hope that this experience will help me steer myself towards my future, and maybe even a job. i just want to fucking hang out in new york and make music.
well, i have one more week left in south florida before i leave for the jungle of Manhatten. i can't fucking wait. i'm starting to get nervous about my internship. i hope i can help this guy out. whatever, it's not like he's paying me.
so i've decided to sell my car once i return from NYC (if i return). i'm going to take the money and buy a bicycle. i know that doesn't sound practical at all, but honestly, having a car has put the most stress on me, and this is something that i need to do. my parents i'm sure will not let me, but i don't care, i do not want a car. plain and simple. and i love riding a bike, and by selling my car i will finally have enough money to get a sweet road bike. i can't wait for the day. it's not like i'm trying to make a statement about riding a bike to save the environment or some bullshit. i mean, yes, i care about the environment, but i just want to ride a bike, and not worry about having a car.
i don't think i'll ever be able to consider myself an artist (hell, it took me ten years to realize that i was a musician, and i still can't come to terms with that), but these next six weeks are seriously going to change my life. at least that is how i have it built up in head. it could be a total letdown. i just hope that this experience will help me steer myself towards my future, and maybe even a job. i just want to fucking hang out in new york and make music.