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i have not a single clue if any of my friends still use or even use this site because i certainly haven't in over a year. its a hot and humid night in new york, i have no plans on waking up too early and my procrastinating has lead to me re-reading some of the entries made on here so long ago. some people go through life and change very little but in my mind i feel as though i change every few years. the words and phrases i used on here are no longer the way i think or write. its a little past 2am, i finish the second of my two summer school courses tomorrow (poetry. i finished collage and assemblage last week), and other than my two days at videofashion (mondays and wednesdays) my summer is beginning to have a lot more free time. which really means a lot more time to spend money i don't necessarily have - i hate this economy. i also hate the fact that i cannot breathe. i am having the same anxious symptoms i felt 4 or 5 years ago and now need to take ativan to subside the anxiety. i've always been a fan of self medicating; its just different and not as fun when you actually really need it. things at 96 saint marks pl #12 aren't too great. i am counting the day until i no longer have to call garrett my roommate anymore. what a selfish guy he can be. i suppose the best part is the fact that he has no backbone, a mere coward in many respects, so i generally have the upper hand when it comes to doing as i please around our shoebox-size apartment.
on a lighter and more joyous note, after nearly two years of living in new york i feel as though i have finally nestled in to a group of people that i can truly call friends. becka, sonny, rian, jeremy, andrew and some others within that circle are the people i spend most of my time with and its truly amazing because there really is little to no drama, and alot more glamour i'll say though (a +). this past weekend becka, sonny, kenan and i went upstate for the weekend to a little two twenty minutes from woodstock called accord. the air, the trees and quaintness were uplifting and comforting visions of what life can be outside of new york. sometimes you forget that exists. anyways, our cottage was 100 yards from a running river in which we swam early mornings in underwear alone. it was great. we ate nice food, drank decent wine and becka supplied us with her fashionable clothes and poses for a night shoot in the woods plus her vile of vicodin that could do not wrong, especially with rolling stones pandora. we played trivial pursuit, i bought some very old charms in woodstock that i plan to use on a necklace and then came back to the city mid-day sunday where my goal was to buy a bike. it was the most perfect weather out. i bought a silver and blue bike for $65 bucks off a puetro rican guy near avenue B. rode around soho, then met rian and her dad at barrio chino for margaritas and catch up time. her dad says he's moving to ghana in september and invited me to come next time with rian - i'd kill to explore west africa with that girl. i'm going to la in two weeks to visit family and relax. then its back to new york towards the end of the month, move to who knows where, and then begin school. no men.
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on a lighter and more joyous note, after nearly two years of living in new york i feel as though i have finally nestled in to a group of people that i can truly call friends. becka, sonny, rian, jeremy, andrew and some others within that circle are the people i spend most of my time with and its truly amazing because there really is little to no drama, and alot more glamour i'll say though (a +). this past weekend becka, sonny, kenan and i went upstate for the weekend to a little two twenty minutes from woodstock called accord. the air, the trees and quaintness were uplifting and comforting visions of what life can be outside of new york. sometimes you forget that exists. anyways, our cottage was 100 yards from a running river in which we swam early mornings in underwear alone. it was great. we ate nice food, drank decent wine and becka supplied us with her fashionable clothes and poses for a night shoot in the woods plus her vile of vicodin that could do not wrong, especially with rolling stones pandora. we played trivial pursuit, i bought some very old charms in woodstock that i plan to use on a necklace and then came back to the city mid-day sunday where my goal was to buy a bike. it was the most perfect weather out. i bought a silver and blue bike for $65 bucks off a puetro rican guy near avenue B. rode around soho, then met rian and her dad at barrio chino for margaritas and catch up time. her dad says he's moving to ghana in september and invited me to come next time with rian - i'd kill to explore west africa with that girl. i'm going to la in two weeks to visit family and relax. then its back to new york towards the end of the month, move to who knows where, and then begin school. no men.
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