OH SIX!
TWO THOUSAND SIX! RIP BRUTHA!
- I lived in THREE different apartments in Brooklyn
- I added TWO to The Treasure Book
- I blacked out of approximately 3 whole months
- I actually let someone call me their girlfriend (for only a minute)
- I saw GlassJaw for the first time in FOUR years
- I got sun poisoning twice
- I reunited with my girl from years ago
- I got a beergut
- I got a drum set
- I started singing again & recording it
- I got my car stolen
- I almost got raped by a big man with a fuzzy sweater that "promised me hopes of stardom"
- I had my first close encounter with a glock on the subway
- I saw Elijah Wood, David Cross, Kevin Connelly, & Kieran Culkin a bunch
- I threw my phone against a wall, a car, & almost in the east river
- I got conned into losing a wad of cash & my sidekick in the lamest way imaginable
- I did not work one single day
- I decided art school sucks
- I flew for the first time in FOUR years & had a panic attack & a rash all over my body for a week
- I DID NOT get on the flight back to Buffalo
- I spent approximately 4 weeks on a train
- I drank absinthe & liquor from China that had not only two dead rattlesnakes in it, but their venom as well
- I turned TWENTY years old
This past year was severe to say the least! But Im so glad it occured. Now Im in a mad good spot.
Im living in one of the most ideal situations possible- I just had to go through two beforehand that were hell.
Im starting to sing & put music together & am learning to play the drums- I just had to fail miserabley at the ONE thing I thought I was going to base my life around (Photography) & realize I didnt know what the fuck I wanted to do or was good at.
Im finally over my dillusion of needing a relationship. I finally want to be alone- I just had to have a good friend convince me it was a great idea to be in one with him & then brush me off like it aint no thing & humiliate the shit out of me
Im finally over my incredibley judgemental way about drugs & it being the deciding factor of hatin on someone- I just had to have some of the greatest people in my life do blow & E.
Im still not okay with not being a teenager anymore. It breaks my heart. And I find myself attempting to grab the edges of the screen & hold on to this moment right now & not let time go any further. But its never going to stop. Willing it aint helping. I just gots to make due with the time I got.
I always like New Years, because its a damned good excuse to have motivation for fresh ssshhhhiitt.
Good luck for all ya'll in Two Thousand Seven.
- I lived in THREE different apartments in Brooklyn
- I added TWO to The Treasure Book
- I blacked out of approximately 3 whole months
- I actually let someone call me their girlfriend (for only a minute)
- I saw GlassJaw for the first time in FOUR years
- I got sun poisoning twice
- I reunited with my girl from years ago
- I got a beergut
- I got a drum set
- I started singing again & recording it
- I got my car stolen
- I almost got raped by a big man with a fuzzy sweater that "promised me hopes of stardom"
- I had my first close encounter with a glock on the subway
- I saw Elijah Wood, David Cross, Kevin Connelly, & Kieran Culkin a bunch
- I threw my phone against a wall, a car, & almost in the east river
- I got conned into losing a wad of cash & my sidekick in the lamest way imaginable
- I did not work one single day
- I decided art school sucks
- I flew for the first time in FOUR years & had a panic attack & a rash all over my body for a week
- I DID NOT get on the flight back to Buffalo
- I spent approximately 4 weeks on a train
- I drank absinthe & liquor from China that had not only two dead rattlesnakes in it, but their venom as well
- I turned TWENTY years old
This past year was severe to say the least! But Im so glad it occured. Now Im in a mad good spot.
Im living in one of the most ideal situations possible- I just had to go through two beforehand that were hell.
Im starting to sing & put music together & am learning to play the drums- I just had to fail miserabley at the ONE thing I thought I was going to base my life around (Photography) & realize I didnt know what the fuck I wanted to do or was good at.
Im finally over my dillusion of needing a relationship. I finally want to be alone- I just had to have a good friend convince me it was a great idea to be in one with him & then brush me off like it aint no thing & humiliate the shit out of me
Im finally over my incredibley judgemental way about drugs & it being the deciding factor of hatin on someone- I just had to have some of the greatest people in my life do blow & E.
Im still not okay with not being a teenager anymore. It breaks my heart. And I find myself attempting to grab the edges of the screen & hold on to this moment right now & not let time go any further. But its never going to stop. Willing it aint helping. I just gots to make due with the time I got.
I always like New Years, because its a damned good excuse to have motivation for fresh ssshhhhiitt.
Good luck for all ya'll in Two Thousand Seven.