Well, I'm actually surprised by how long ago I last blogged, knowing me, I usually do it every other week. Nothing much has happened I guess, but since it's been a really derpy day, I guess I could see what I have to vent about.
Romania was full of meeting distant relatives who act more like a stranger in the park to you than an aunt or uncle or a close family friend should. A constant slew of 'compliments' also held to their shady visage. "Well you're a lot bigger than last time!" Or how could anyone forget the famous "Sorry that this shirt I got you 2 months ago for your birthday doesn't fit you D: " Go fuck yourself. Burn in the deepest fecal matter covered pit so that you choke to death from the burning methane and deprived of the oxygen you take for granted every day of your pathetic existence. I'm sorry, but I was an angry mess all trip. Two days though were pleasant; one, I got to longboard and fuck around on one of the main 4 lane roads that went parallel to the Danube River since they blocked off the two ends of it for repairs so the whole thing was shut down. It was really calming, and it wasn't humid at all like it is in Virginia, yeah, it was sunny and hot, but I could at least breath. When I went longboarding about 2 weeks ago, I struggled back home nauseous and dizzy, so, never trying that again in this heat. The second alright day was at a 'surprise' Bon Jovi concert, even though surprises are usually supposed to be pleasant.. The music sucked, but the girl I hooked up with was amazing. So. That took my night. Luckily the Marriott Hotel in Bucharest gives you a free box of condoms with every room purchase.
Uhmmm. I miss everyone. I miss school. School's fun for me, I love learning new things and meeting new people through that process, something not realized by many but how life is, you'll constantly be learning new things and constantly making friends who share common likes. And, that's something I really like. I made a few new friends on Tumblr and Facebook and well of course, in real life because of a show Jesse, Brandon and I played 2 days ago. It was really amazing, and not coming from a big ego standpoint, but I think we were the best there. No other band had mid-song cheering because of a change of tempo/style or moshing. So. Success :) Another show, and probably our last, will be on August 13th for Ryad's birthday, and I hope that by then I can get an extension cabinet for my tiny little 15watt Vox. Not that the AC15c1 is a bad amp, nonono, analog technology will always sound better than digital/hardstate, it's just that 15watts isn't enough, I bought it as a home practice amp, not a gigging amp... At least I have $300 in my account so I can by myself a present and hopefully cheer me up.
I feel really lonely though. I have the best bros a guy could ask for, really, and when I'm with them, I'm the happiest bro-saturated guy ever. Especially at shows, being there with those 2 and playing for a group of people; the adrenaline is amazing, it's a rush of testosterone, as a simple way of explaining it, and it's an estranged feeling for me because I'm always the modest dickhead in the back, but when I'm playing, it's something completely different. Besides Brandon and Jesse, I also have the other college freshman that I'll never forget, and I'm always talking to them, so, communication is key for personal relationships. But, I'm lonely in the sense of feeling loved. I really don't want to sound like the typical teenager whining on and on about how I haven't found my HERPDERPTRUELOVE but it's depriving morally.... These years are meant to date a lot of people generally, and to see what traits you want in thee one. But, I'm sort of a bad boyfriend from what I've shown in past relationships, and it's understandable, I don't want to blame anyone who's dated me because it's not their fault at all. I'd rather blame myself than come to the realization I've been used. I just miss the feeling of being wanted. As for Cassidy, I haven't talked to her since we broke up and honestly, I don't regret it at all. She's not the steady kind of girl..
Good music, good film, and good video games have made me happy so far. Like (and I hate to use that word), whenever I look at the title picture I posted for this entry, it makes me, strangely, happy and it's because that's Tera Melos, and they make amazing music, and they're happy guys, and it makes me happy. It's all very weird, but it works for me in the end and I guess that's the mystery of life.
I wish I went to Woodbridge, a lot of hipsters and cute girls.. But then I wouldn't have gotten to meet everyone I did here, and I wouldn't have the bonds I have with everyone now, so it's all a fair gamble. This has been a post.
