I have officially lost track of the days. Being a college student means the days of the week don't matter..well, at least for me.
Being a college student also means I need a laptop almost as bad as I need to get laid. I'm kidding. Kind of.
Naw, I'm totally joking. UHHHH..
It would be so much easier to post on a computer so for those of you who actually check out my blog can see pictures and graphics instead of just boring text. "tell Mommy I'm sorry"
Updates?
-Working on the whole Matador Records thing is fun! I met new people, creeped some kids for pictures, and grew balls, small ones but balls nonetheless.
I bet it's super creepy that I'm writing about a boy I rarely know. Who gives a fuck? He's nice, and he's an awesome dancer.
Other then that whole mess I've been spending like crazy, and I haven't been living life to the fullest. Shut up, I know. I'm a nerd.
I don't wanna' grow up!
Being a college student also means I need a laptop almost as bad as I need to get laid. I'm kidding. Kind of.
Naw, I'm totally joking. UHHHH..
It would be so much easier to post on a computer so for those of you who actually check out my blog can see pictures and graphics instead of just boring text. "tell Mommy I'm sorry"
Updates?
-Working on the whole Matador Records thing is fun! I met new people, creeped some kids for pictures, and grew balls, small ones but balls nonetheless.
-I randomly saw (and made full on eye-contact)with Noah or Xaphoon Jones of Chiddy Bang in St. Marks. I'm still nerding out over it. Sue me.
-I tweeted him (like the huge dork that I am) and he totally remembered. It's really weird that I ran into him..and didn't say hi.. because that morning I got an email about there new tshirt design (I'm on there street team -_- but I prefer to say they're my employers [HA, I wish])then I ran. Into. Him. Yeah.My friend is also in one of there videos, and by friend I mean a boy who was in a few of my classes in High school and we occasionally spoke, which is pretty sweet. Check him out, his name is Luke.
I bet it's super creepy that I'm writing about a boy I rarely know. Who gives a fuck? He's nice, and he's an awesome dancer.
Other then that whole mess I've been spending like crazy, and I haven't been living life to the fullest. Shut up, I know. I'm a nerd.
I don't wanna' grow up!
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