What day is today?
And where the fuck am i? At one point i was so fucking sure that life was leading me in the right direction. Now i can't even figure out what direction I am going in.
Internship
Work
Acting class
Student Union
Pentagon
Excel and Access class
Zero One
and now, quite possibly the rebirth of Tribecca.
One of the downsides to being an attention whore is that when you go some place where people are on stage (like a concert, or a poetry slam) you instantly want to be up there doing it too! I can't fucking sit still or be quiet at these places.
Recollection of the day:
Sweat. Sunshine. Dog. Sweat. Drums. Thoughts. LJ. Coffee. More coffee. Chat room. Annie Narcomey. Narcomey.
Annie was the first girlfriend i ever had. She was so absolutely beautiful. I got an e-mail from her today. What a huge suprise. I am trying so desperately hard to not be as ridiculously excited as i am about hearing from her. I am such a fool for a pretty girl. I have not spoken to her in shit... 8 years or so. I wonder what she is like? I wonder why she wanted to contact me? I wonder if she is close and i can see her? Funny little boy i am.
I still have so many poems i wrote about her. I have gone back and read it recently actually as i was thinking about throwing it away. I couldn't do it though. To many memories of my first love. Call it puppy, or whatever you will, but it was genuine. Almost infatuation. Definately infatuation. Almost obsession. I lived and breathed this girl.
Wow!
Ahem... Ok.
Bye now.
Internship
Work
Acting class
Student Union
Pentagon
Excel and Access class
Zero One
and now, quite possibly the rebirth of Tribecca.
One of the downsides to being an attention whore is that when you go some place where people are on stage (like a concert, or a poetry slam) you instantly want to be up there doing it too! I can't fucking sit still or be quiet at these places.
Recollection of the day:
Sweat. Sunshine. Dog. Sweat. Drums. Thoughts. LJ. Coffee. More coffee. Chat room. Annie Narcomey. Narcomey.
Annie was the first girlfriend i ever had. She was so absolutely beautiful. I got an e-mail from her today. What a huge suprise. I am trying so desperately hard to not be as ridiculously excited as i am about hearing from her. I am such a fool for a pretty girl. I have not spoken to her in shit... 8 years or so. I wonder what she is like? I wonder why she wanted to contact me? I wonder if she is close and i can see her? Funny little boy i am.
I still have so many poems i wrote about her. I have gone back and read it recently actually as i was thinking about throwing it away. I couldn't do it though. To many memories of my first love. Call it puppy, or whatever you will, but it was genuine. Almost infatuation. Definately infatuation. Almost obsession. I lived and breathed this girl.
Wow!
Ahem... Ok.
Bye now.