Dec 24, 2005 13:04
Today I recieved a letter. According to this piece of parchment with ink splatters on it,I've been awarded. A feeling rushed over me, and guilt has finally left. Out of all the things I've done, this one makes me smile.
I went cosmic bowling for the first time. My best score was 167. Before that I sucked even harder. I did have the high score of the night out of me Darrel and Chels. Chels was the over all best. Not too sucky but didnt beat me that one time. Cos lets face it Im number one. Also, I felt like I was too, you know. And Im too immature, well not really but I act it. So I guess I am. Im afraid to be the serious me. Cos they like me for being goofy and I dunno if theyll like me for being serious.
I have two weeks to make something out of myself. As Palm Watson Apparel, as Adam John Vitcavage, as a man, as me. Film, writing, music, shirts. Those four things (in no order) are what I like, and I like what I do.
I should fill you in on my life. Lets:
Well I still say "I" alot in these things. Crazy. Im on break, as well are half of you who read this. Ive realized how important school is to me, so Imma stop being such a dick and do my work. Im still obsessed with the computer, as well as the UK. Im still playing bass, Im still making shirts. I know this fabulous girl, her name is Chelsea. I have a dog who we hope turns out to be gay, his name is Weston. His gay stage name shall be Chuck Norris. So I hope. I cant sing but pretend I can. I just cut my hair really short, and love how mishaped my head is. I hang out with newspaper kids more than friends. So I guess the newspaper kids now equal friends and everyone else equals, "Hey man". Thats right.
Well in short, Im Adam. Nice to meet you...again.