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| Daaaaaaaaaaaaamn, ive been buisy. i have 8 classes, 8 different subjects that i study each week and daaaaaaaaaamn, im busy. but, this is just what i need. if i dont constantly have this kind of pressure i fall apart. the situation has to be dire, and it is, or i really dont care.
no job, no time.
no life, no time.
aaaaahhhh yes. the sense of accomplishment, she is potent these days. its fucking beautiful.
ive been working out quite regularly, but ive been eating a bunch more too. i need a studio.
i read when i can, and listen to bbc radio live online all day. 1984 is interesting, so is the malaysian muslim conflict. (there, proof.)
i spend alot of time at teagames.com too although i shouldnt.
regards, red dizzle. | | |
| well, its been a good semester here at LCAD. a real eye opener: one for the books you might say. ive been to the galleries, ive seen and talked to the artists. i am now able to gauge what is what and ive got to tell ya, its aaaaaallllllllll alll alll all mediocre at best. there are a tiny select few that absolutely rock but thats it. the art world is below par. well, everything is below par these days.
chris, DUDE, i hope you move to irvine. we will make sweet passionate love. fuckin' A.
bah, i leave on monday. cant wait to get home. cant wait to laugh. *sob* | | |
| -Holy shit! muthafuckin yoda an' shit!-
yea, so me and my friends down here at laguna are going to this film festival. http://www.minidvfestival.com/
we''ve entered this film that we did as a joke, cross your fingers. this experiment's called "bad cream". itll be shown on friday at 8. thats a pretty prime time for it to be shown yo. and the guy who made deserado and some shit is hosting it. itll be fun even if we dont win anything. it's an honor to even be accepted.
oh yea, Amir, the guy who actually made the film (we just helped) is coming out with a rap album, and im gunna skratch on some of the tracks. he does the beats, i skratch, and this other guy raps. w00t!
i need an mpc, BAD. then i can start doing my own shizers. | | |
| - drive through and meatshake -
"building steam..."
today was the first time in a long while that i felt worthless. i wasnt funny, socialable, or even remotely talented at drawing. i was afraid. i thought i lost it. could i be interesting or even tolerable without those things? if i had no talent, sense of humor, or social skills, would i still have friends? i tried walking it off.
while talking to some of my roomates friends i realized how hard i was trying, and how obvious it was to everyone. you cant push yourself to be funny, its something you have to allow to happen. the smarter you are, the more potential you have i think.
anyway, if you dont got it, you cant force it. never try to force anything. | | |
| - "did i win anything?"
so the inevitable inevitied. jay double-ya bush is god of america again. teeth grind, monks set themselves ablaze, and i attempt creditcard fraud. why not? its prolly all going to hell in a handbag anyway. like a newtron star, america's bound to implode under it's own pressure. theres too many people, too many worldviews.
hark! the rioting has begun, and will ensue till the goverment collapses. JINGA! in comes china like a tsunami, quickly washing over the land, unable to harnes it. then one by one, pop! nukes wipe the slate clean. all except hawaii, alaska and stupid-ass australia. and here i am, hanging in the balance, praying for our safety.....and talking all kine gibberish.
ps. fuck portugal. hope they feel it first. | | |
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and now somethin completely different...
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all your base are belong to us!
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