Don't waste one minute.
I was on my way back from LA, my parents were in the front of the car and kelse K. was asleep in the back. I was left to myself in the akward area that is the seats in the middle of the car. Looking out the window into the nothingness that the rain and fog had created, I realized that there is so much time, all of the time. It was pretty neat, I was just sitting after a rousing game of tetris, thinking about all the time, how much time I actually have. That's a lot of time.
I know this means nothing, really. It's crazy though, just to be in a situation like that where everything seemed so surreal and all there was to think about was time. I didn't have anything to do. I didn't have to do anything, go anywhere, think about anyone. It was just me and time, for about 10 minutes. Then I was snapped out of my introspective reflection time by a sharp pain in my back, it was Kelse K. telling me she had to pee.
If anyone was wondering why I was in LA, just ask yourself, "What the friggin hell would Kelse K. and Tristan Marie be doing all the way up in Ventura?". Well, friends, ask and you shall recieve. I got to see an idol of mine, Jason Mraz, at the extremely awesome little venue that some would know as the Ventura Theatre. He is, without a doubt, a talented man, a true tenor (you would understand if you had gone to IHOP with us). His performance emitted such a sexy kind of vibe. All the couples in the audience started to get very cozy, lesbians and old people alike. I somewhat felt like I was in a trance, of course that could have been the extremely strong smell of marajuna all around me. He has a pretty diverce fan base which made everything so much cooler: gay, straight, older, younger, elevated, etc...
As for the rest of my weekend, Friday was spent with Lizzy, so, as always, it was awesome. I had a few phone conversations with a lovely person, had a few encounters with gravity. All fun stuff.
As for today, it was spent in the car, dancing and being crazy and whatnot. So now I am home, watching clueless and updating my ell jay, making it a point to forget about finals.
As for you my friends, I hope you had fun with my pointless post, though I doubt any of you actually read all the way through it. That's okay though, I expect it. Who would want to sit and read my ell jay post when their time could be better spent doing nothing at all.
I know this means nothing, really. It's crazy though, just to be in a situation like that where everything seemed so surreal and all there was to think about was time. I didn't have anything to do. I didn't have to do anything, go anywhere, think about anyone. It was just me and time, for about 10 minutes. Then I was snapped out of my introspective reflection time by a sharp pain in my back, it was Kelse K. telling me she had to pee.
If anyone was wondering why I was in LA, just ask yourself, "What the friggin hell would Kelse K. and Tristan Marie be doing all the way up in Ventura?". Well, friends, ask and you shall recieve. I got to see an idol of mine, Jason Mraz, at the extremely awesome little venue that some would know as the Ventura Theatre. He is, without a doubt, a talented man, a true tenor (you would understand if you had gone to IHOP with us). His performance emitted such a sexy kind of vibe. All the couples in the audience started to get very cozy, lesbians and old people alike. I somewhat felt like I was in a trance, of course that could have been the extremely strong smell of marajuna all around me. He has a pretty diverce fan base which made everything so much cooler: gay, straight, older, younger, elevated, etc...
As for the rest of my weekend, Friday was spent with Lizzy, so, as always, it was awesome. I had a few phone conversations with a lovely person, had a few encounters with gravity. All fun stuff.
As for today, it was spent in the car, dancing and being crazy and whatnot. So now I am home, watching clueless and updating my ell jay, making it a point to forget about finals.
As for you my friends, I hope you had fun with my pointless post, though I doubt any of you actually read all the way through it. That's okay though, I expect it. Who would want to sit and read my ell jay post when their time could be better spent doing nothing at all.