party? training? money?
so the FOB party came and went. still not sure how i feel about the whole thing. there were too many obvious absences for me too really enjoy the night. i love to rock a party, but i have more fun making my friends dance, acquaintacnes are cool and all, but....
secondly i got into some argument about capacity with the owner, then the security hassled me after that cos they thought i was shit talking them.
also my set didnt start till like 12:15 or so, and i couldnt hear or see shit. i guess andy n mike thought the records were at too fast of a speed, i think they were right, cos after they lowered it i could tell the difference. also since i went on so late my drinking schedule got all messed up.
We did have fun at mark reyes' place, and stayed there for a while.
thanks to all who came out, sorry i didnt get to talk & party with you very much that night. but i was annoyed, anxious, angry, etc. not sure if there will ever be a next time, and not sure if i would want to dj again anyway. who knows. i guess it was kinda fun, but just not the same. i didnt even dance during my set last time, and afterwards i think i danced for a song cos the floor was slippery. i felt like i knew barely anyone at the party. guess this is growing up. i don't wanna grow up. (sorry that is a cheesy blink lyric i think, followed by a classis descendents lyric)
anyway enough of that, it was last week, but i felt i had to say something about that night.
well, less than 2 weeks before i start my job. scary, i am trying to think of what to do on that dreaded 1st day.
on a side note i have been doing training all week for the reading program we use. it is so boring sitting there for like 7 hours. some teachers are the worst students, myself included as im sure youve witnessed in class. i dont really pay attention very well, and have trouble listening. training was so draining that i almost fell asleep as i watched the free Ozomatli instore at amoebas (sp?) at least i get paid for it, i hope it comes in soon cos my account has slipped to double digits, shit i dont even have a benjamin to my name, and i dont get paid till july 16th at the earliest, unless the training money comes in as rumored. i hope so, the reallly poor life sucks. i mean i;ve have to live the thrifty college life for a while, but my current budget is just as bad. im putting off the loan from the parental units for now. thats all, i must read some stuff, do some homework, and prepare my body for a boring day of trianing.
secondly i got into some argument about capacity with the owner, then the security hassled me after that cos they thought i was shit talking them.
also my set didnt start till like 12:15 or so, and i couldnt hear or see shit. i guess andy n mike thought the records were at too fast of a speed, i think they were right, cos after they lowered it i could tell the difference. also since i went on so late my drinking schedule got all messed up.
We did have fun at mark reyes' place, and stayed there for a while.
thanks to all who came out, sorry i didnt get to talk & party with you very much that night. but i was annoyed, anxious, angry, etc. not sure if there will ever be a next time, and not sure if i would want to dj again anyway. who knows. i guess it was kinda fun, but just not the same. i didnt even dance during my set last time, and afterwards i think i danced for a song cos the floor was slippery. i felt like i knew barely anyone at the party. guess this is growing up. i don't wanna grow up. (sorry that is a cheesy blink lyric i think, followed by a classis descendents lyric)
anyway enough of that, it was last week, but i felt i had to say something about that night.
well, less than 2 weeks before i start my job. scary, i am trying to think of what to do on that dreaded 1st day.
on a side note i have been doing training all week for the reading program we use. it is so boring sitting there for like 7 hours. some teachers are the worst students, myself included as im sure youve witnessed in class. i dont really pay attention very well, and have trouble listening. training was so draining that i almost fell asleep as i watched the free Ozomatli instore at amoebas (sp?) at least i get paid for it, i hope it comes in soon cos my account has slipped to double digits, shit i dont even have a benjamin to my name, and i dont get paid till july 16th at the earliest, unless the training money comes in as rumored. i hope so, the reallly poor life sucks. i mean i;ve have to live the thrifty college life for a while, but my current budget is just as bad. im putting off the loan from the parental units for now. thats all, i must read some stuff, do some homework, and prepare my body for a boring day of trianing.