James

Over a year since Europe...and counting

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 17:30:18 GMT

I will never forget my trip to Europe, mostly because I go through it in my head all to often during the span of any given day. I look forward to going back next summer if this whole movie thing doesn't turn out so well, but who knows what will come? I'm sitting in class after coming in almost an hour late, and what do I do? I sit down and lose myself in live journal. I haven't been here in some time now so you can guess my surprise when I got to the main site page and find 3 times as many people use live journal than when I orginally started, a bit over a year ago. Hurray for live journal, which seems to be the dominant online journal of the now. Anywho, I've been in the process of post for like 2 months, actually this would be the third month I'm in, but I have to say going through pre-production has been draining me like nothing I've ever known before. I find myself exhausted by 10pm, but no matter, this is what I want to do. Of course, if I didn't have to have another job and school I'm sure I would be having a much easier/better time, but I have no complaints. Funny enough as it is, yesterday, we were location scouting in long island (getting pictures and permition) when we met someon who owns a bar. Here's the funny thing. We walk into to this diner and are granted access to shoot there, but it doesn't end there. Before we got permission to use the diner we were very worried about finding a diner and a bar, but after we got the diner the bar just sort of showed up. A guy sitting at a booth hears us talking...point of the story is we now have a bar to shoot in that we can our disposal, which is only for one scene. I think I've not paid enough attention to finally pay attention. Life is the strangest thing I've ever known. Oh, and since I didn't finish this before. If by next summer everything isn't just peachy, may I find myself in Europe, or elsewhere.

just shy of a year of not writing, there goes that idea.

Sun, 09 May 2004 06:10:42 GMT

life is good and interesting but i always have this feeling that i'm missing something in my life that will never be found, or replaced by anything. it makes me feel desparate to die and start over again, though there is not gurantee that life would be different at all. i more than happy with the people i hold dear in my life, but i only feel a sense of dread when i think of my role in their lives, this is not to say i think this all the time, but it does come up. i wish there was something i could do to pay them back, but what could i say or do to make up for all that has been given to me. it would be nice to develop careers with friends. we would all be able to help each other on our projects. what joy life must bring to have a career you don't call a job and good friends to spend your off days on. i still don't have a girlfriend, which doesn't bother so much as i know that no one i'm interested can, or would give me the chance to get to know me. i love how everyday i wake up and i still find that i'm amazed by things that have been around much longer than i've been alive. am i really as different as i think? again, no matter what, i'm grateful for the people i call friends. the family i wasn't meant to have but some how found my way into. as for things that are part of the now...ari and i finished writing our script and are editing. i saw rachel yesterday. it was nice seeing her but when we're not arguing i always fall into thinking how things would ahve turned out had we not had such a volitile relationship. and hendricks called me the other day and i spoke to him for a few minutes. funny enough during the time we spoke i wasn't mad at him. a big part of me misses him and would like him back, but he's done so much i never would have believed he would. i suppose i don't see him the same way anymore, and the same goes for rachel. i really have a hard time letting go of people. right now i'm living with ari, rachel and greta. i'm into greta but she's seeing some guy, sort of, however we're opposite people for a lot of things, yet for so many things we share uncommon interest.

I may be stuck in Nice because of the French!

Wed, 11 Jun 2003 12:16:32 GMT

Until I came here I never thought much about my feelings toward the French, but I have this feeling that just keeps growing, I think its called hate! Lol. No, I dont hate them, but they are really fucking things up for anyone that has to travel through Europe. If only France was the size of, I don't know, Rhode Island (is Rhode Island as small as I think it is?) I have spent so much money on just re-reserving seats and couchette because of this whole strike thing. Had I not had to spend extra money all the time I could have easily gone to Pisa, Napoli, Florence, or stayed in Rome for a couple of extra days, but no. I could go on and on. Last night I took a night train from Rome to Venemsita (though it was suppose to go to Nice.) It was a night train so I booked a couchette (kinda like 2 sets of 3 bunk beds. Im sorry for writing things and assuming that you know what it is. I dont know about you, but I didnt know what the hell is was until I looked into it.) Back to the train...It was me, and old woman that looked like a nun, and Im sure about 1 American married couple and Im not sure if the other couple was married, it doesn't matter. When we all got into the compartment all of us were dripping sweat as tend to do, not being use to the weather, which I dont know how it could be done. When all the bags were placed somewhere I rushed everyone to lay in their beds so that I may shut the light off. It's funny how such a little light can make a room feel so hot. Im sure part of it is mental. The light went off and we laid there bad mouthing the French train system. All in all there really wasn't much said that was in any way remotely nice **. Sorry to anyone who is French or knows someone who is French. Eventually what I came up with was a radical idea. Bear with me...First off I want to stop all trading with the French. Lets see how they like that, although it might affect us, I don't know how? Anyone? Going on...Second no tourist! Not one. I haven't figured out the details but you get it, someone get working on the tube technology. Lol. If you didn't get that last line you are not a Tenacious D fan. You should be ashamed. After all this is done and they see how dfferent their lives are when they are only surrounded by people who are all French. I want them to go on T.V and publicly apologize to the world, mostly the tourist who they have been mean to for all their mean-ness (may not be a realy word.) Now Im done. I didn't mean to offend anyone but I had to say it.

** This does not go to all people who are French. I know some hella cool people that are French or of French ancestry. For the safety of these individuals from all the people on train, I will not list any names. Lol.

Being as I don't have much money left when I got to Nice I found a park and just thought about my trip and how it feels. I giggled to myself again, as I've found myself doing a lot during this trip. I feel like there is nothing I cant do in this world. I want to go back to school and learn everything I can about music, which will lead to me performing at some open mic night somewhere in gold old NY. I want to wake up tomorrow and find myself the day after, still shocked, still shaking. There is not one day that goes by that I am not caught off guard by life. I guess thats how it should be. I really do want to open a business in Amsterdam but only if I can take some people with me. Hey, if I'm in a position where I'm opening my own business in Amsterdam, you know I will take care anyone I bring. Sometimes I think of the craziest things. I can't wait for Gamel to finish school so she can give me a super discount on therapy. Lol. That reminds me. What the hell happened to Pierce. I miss him too. Pierce, where art thou? That also reminds me. Jason I hope MTV called you back and your reviewing a concert or new cd as I write this. I wonder how Marissa is doing? Mrs. President, are you still showing them what a president of the 9th floor can do? Rachels, I miss all of you immensely. I have a feeling I should update now before the computer crashes. All us Lj users know the disappointment of losing any entry to laziness.

Im stuck in Nice because of the French!

Wed, 11 Jun 2003 12:08:43 GMT

Until I came here I never thought much about my feelings toward the French, but I have this feeling that just keeps growing, I think its called hate! Lol. No, I dont hate them, but they are really fucking things up for anyone that has to travel through Europe. If only France was the size of, I don't know, Rhode Island (is Rhode Island as small as I think it is?) I have spent so much money on just re-reserving seats and couchettes because of this whole strike thing. Had I not had to spend extra money all the time I could have easily gone to Pisa, Napoli, Florence, or stayed in Rome for a couple of extra days, but no. I could go on and on. Last night I took a night train from Rome to Venemsita (though it was suppose to go to Nice.) It was a night train so I booked a couchette (kinda like 2 sets of 3 bunk beds. Im sorry for writing things and assuming that you know what it is. I dont know about you, but I didnt know what the hell is was until I looked into it.) Back to the train...It was me, and old woman that looked like a nun, and Im sure about 1 American married couple and Im not sure if the other couple was married, it doesn't matter. When we all got into the compartment all of us were dripping sweat as tend to do, not being use to the weather, which I dont know how it could be done. When all the bags were placed somewhere I rushed everyone to lay in their beds so that I may shut the light off. It's funny how such a little light can make a room feel so hot. Im sure part of it is mental. The light went off and we laid there bad mouthing the French train system. All in all there really wasn't much said that was in any way remotely nice **. Sorry to anyone who is French or knows someone who is French. Eventually what I came up with was a radical idea. Bear with me...First off I want to stop all trading with the French. Lets see how they like that, although it might affect us, I don't know how? Anyone? Going on...Second no tourist! Not one. I haven't figured out the details but you get it, someone get working on the tube technology. Lol. If you didn't get that last line you are not a Tenacious D fan. You should be asshamed. After all this is done and they see how dfferent their lives are when they are only surrounded by people who are all French. I want them to go on T.V and publicly apologize to the world, mostly the tourist who they have been mean to for all their mean-ness (may not be a realy word.) Now Im done. I didn't mean to offend anyone but I had to say it.

** This does not go to all people who are French. I know some hella cool people that are French or of French ancestry. For the safety of this indivduals from the all the people on train I will not list any names. Lol.

Being as I don't have much money left when I got to Nice I found a park and just thought about my trip and how it feels. I giggled to myself again, as I've found myself doing a lot during this trip. I feel like there is nothing I cant do in this world. I want to go back to school and learn everything I can about music, which will lead to me performing at some open mic night somewhere in gold old NY. I want to wake up tomorrow and find myself the day after, still shocked, still shaking. There is not one day that goes by that I am not caught off guard by life. I guess thats how it should be. I really do want to open a bussines in Amsterdam but only if I can take some people with me. Hey, if I'm in a position where I'm opening my own business in Amsterdam, you know I will take care anyone I bring. Sometimes I think of the craziest things. I can't wait for Gamel to finish school so she can give me a super discount on therapy. Lol. That reminds me. What the hell happend to Pierce. I miss him too. Pierce, where art thou? That also reminds me. Jason I hope MTV called you back and your reviewing a concert or new cd as I write this. I wonder how Marissa is doing? Mrs. President, are you still showing them what a president of the 9th floor can do? Rachels, I miss all of you immensily. I have a feeling I should update now before the computer crashes. All us Lj users know the disappointment of losing any entry to laziness.

But I dont want to leave Rome.

Tue, 10 Jun 2003 14:23:18 GMT

The most poopie headed thing Ive done since being here is underestimating the vastnous (is that a word?) of Rome. There is entirely too much to see in only 2days. You really need like a week. Oh, and if you come here dont forget you can rent scooters, but you will have to leave a € 300 deposit. I keep using this sign € and not mentioning what it is. Lol. € = Euro sign. Its like the $ but for the countries who have switched to the Euro. At some point the dollar was twice the value of the Euro, but that was then, and this is now. The Euro is now more than the dollar.

Exp. $100 USD will convert to between 70 and 80 € depending on where you do it and how much your converting. One more thing dont convert at the train station of airport anywhere in the world. Anywere you go will be exchange places that dont charge as high a percentage as the other places and some have better rates. I dont even know why Im explaining all this. I mean how many of you really care or are ever going to use this information. Im very sorry and will stop now. Lol.

What the hell are you going on about? I think the heat has really gotten to me.

People who know me all understand how vile water is to me, but Ive been drinking it by the litres, lol, they dont go by the gallon here. Another useless piece of information: A litre of gas here is 1.23 Euros, which sounds like it really sucks to me, but most people have scooters which fill up on 10 Euros I believe. In Rome they have a terrible problem with parking because the city was never intended to have so many cars. If the cars here were like the ones back home there would only be enough room for not too many people. I was going to attempt to come up with a number, but what the hell do I know. My next trip to Europe will maybe be next summer, or not, but its good to fuck with yourself once in awhile. I miss people, home pride (name of bread I like, way better than the wonder bread that has been revered for ages), and Pepsi. Ari told me that Coke and Orangina ruled here but I didnt want to believe him. The truth hurts. Lol. I have to let someone else use the computer now. Ciao.

The thoughts running through my head are not optional.

Mon, 09 Jun 2003 08:01:46 GMT

I havent sat at a computer to do what I want in the longest time. Being that I am tired and waiting for my room now seems like the perfect time to just sit and write...

I like this feeling inside of me that make me feel weak at times. I dont know what it is but I know it has something to do with uncertainty. To not know what is coming next is all too exciting, but when I think about the things that are certain the feeling turns from anxiety to anguish. Everywhere I go there is something that triggers the on and off of this feeling. Besides the fact that I am traveling through Europe with no agenda Im doing good. There is not a day that goes by that doesnt remind me of something from back home. The dominos in Amsterdam. The tourist from NY. The underground in London that reminds me of a shitty NY subway system that went wrong. The couples everywhere you turn holding hands and kissing. Those mother fuckers are everywhere. At first I disliked them to a degree that I couldnt comprehend, but I thought about it and found that I didnt dislike them or anything like that, Im jealous. Its all nice and everything to travel by yourself and meet people along the way, but I need a friend or someone who I will not name, because it could have been a possibility and now just slips further and further away everyday. All the places I go to are full of people in love and the romantic scenery doesnt see to be helping much. Lol. Im ready to live or die. Which ever comes for me is of little consequence. I saw all this because I know its true. I expected to die here (Europe), which as you can see hasnt happened, but if I were to expire here there would always be that one thing that I hoped had worked another way. I hope I get another chance in another life. In that life I wish I could retain my memories of this life, so as to not make the same mistakes.

I would just like to thank the people at Sears for making the all time greatest warranty ever for my cd player. Thanks you people. Yeah, I said you people. Lol. I have a cd/mp3 player to keep me company during my travels. I think Im up to 6,7, or 8. I lost track.

Why is it that we cannot move past fossil fuels? I know, but I dont know. Its hot here. Im sure part of it is natural occurences, and the other part is of course, MAN! I know the world will end or would have ended in my life time. The world doesnt have much time left and little hope.

I want to know more than I know. I want to know more than anyone should ever know.

I dont know what else I want to talk about. There is so much but my mind is being flooded by something else, as it always is. Sometimes I wish you could choose to forget things.

Im listening to Eminem and I was thinking about how I was at the train station last night just singing superman. The tourist and villagers must have looked at me and used me as a reason to justify hate for Americans. Lol. Got anymore?

Isnt it weird how a smell, a scene, colors, and music can trigger an entire memory?

Oh, yeah, and now we move to the French. Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on? I mean with the whole strike thing. Ive been delayed a couple of hours here and there but no cancellations as of yet. I hope going back to Amsterdam isnt a problem. Wait, fuck Amsterdam. What about getting back home??? Lol. Thats not funny. Okay its time to go wandering the streets of Rome. I can believe its 10:03am but I dont want to. In Venice and Amsterdam it the sun sets at 10pm.

In Rome and its 8:28am in the morning but back home its 1:28am

Mon, 09 Jun 2003 06:37:24 GMT

"How strange? How peculiar?" - Royal Tenenbaums

Well, now Im in Rome. Its hot as hell down here. I havent been anywhere yet because I want to go to sleep and go out tonight and tomorrow. Last night was so uncomfortable on the train. I was next to this lady with two kids and I had the first seat next to the door. She kept coming in and out, in and out, in and out, well you get the point. Its not even like I can talk to her to ask if we can switch seats because I dont talk here language. Im going to mention again how disappointing it is to not be able to speak 5 languages. There is so much I want to do but there is no time and energy to do it all. If only I could translate all my thoughts to words on here so I dont have to type...

Tomorrow is night train to Nice, then possibly Cannes, but if not more day to spend in Amsterdam.

Damn you livejournal for erasing my entry...

Sun, 08 Jun 2003 08:53:46 GMT

I wrote more but now I dont have time to type it all over again. Im in Venice. Im going to Rome tomorrow. Im traveling with some guys from NY. Im going back to Amsterdam on wed or thur, maybe even as early as tuesday. Im having a great time. I miss everyone home. Damn you live journal, damn you.

It's 2 something am and I'm in Russel Square in London.

Wed, 04 Jun 2003 00:48:34 GMT

Wait it's only 1:53am. Anywho, this place is very different from all that I know and I like that. I just wish everything wasn't so expensive. Lol. I chuckled on the plane because I realized what I was doing and remembered what Ari said, 'Your not going on a vacation. Your just going to a foreign country to see if you can live. Lol. Life is strange and good and everything between but none of this matters now. Shite out of time. Again, anyone who will show me around post here and I'll meet you.

0 days tll europe

Mon, 02 Jun 2003 20:16:54 GMT

im leaving in a couple hours. sp, for those people who told me that they would show me around europe, please post, i dont remember what countries u all come from but lweave something and ill get abck to u, ill be in london tonight and paris tomorrow. incase i die, for those who i love u know who u are, i cant name them all but if i dont come baCK, know that my life was happy b/c of u all.

Chained to the floor, is how I feel in Long Island.

Tue, 27 May 2003 03:11:44 GMT

I hate Long Island. I really do. I have never felt so much hatred

for anything in the world I know. Only about 92 days till school

starts again. I don't see what the point of summer breaks are. I

mean machines can work all the time, can't they. Anywho, I hate

Long Island, did I mention that? I know I'm not the only one and

this is why I don't understand why such a place has not been

destroyed, as of yet. Jesus, it's a wacky world we live in.

Returning home tomorrow, ah, the dorms. Mrs. President, your

cabinet misses you. As does Mr. President, but this does not have

to be said.

I hate Long Island. And my hate grows, oh, so, deeper everyday.

7 days till Europe. Craziness man. Craziness.

"I come from Holland, isn't that vierd?"
Austin Powers3- Don't want to get sued for plagiarizing.
"Can I paint his yoohoo gold?"

"How bout no, you crazy dutch bastard!"

"Good to see all you smokers out there" - Conan

Thu, 22 May 2003 07:48:37 GMT

I'm sitting here in Rachel's room and wondering what to write. I know

there are many things that could be mentioned, but I forget. Everyday

there are things that make you say, "hey, that's something...", whether

it's good or bad. If I could just get a print out from my brain.

School is over.

12 days till Europe.

Goodnite.

What is there to see...

Mon, 19 May 2003 23:08:10 GMT

I have seen it all. I have seen the last time I will see my favorite professors. I have

seen the last time I will meet interesting individuals, that sit in the back of the

classes, while I sit in the front. I will miss my freshman year. I could not have

imagined myself making this far, I guess all that is left is to see how well I did, or

didn't. Like the Toyota commercials say, "you live and learn".

I would write more but I must go out and celebrate, plus I have to go meet Miek.

I feel like poo.

Mon, 19 May 2003 05:09:26 GMT

All day a lousy feeling has recided in me. I really don't like this feeling. Life as it goes on when Lj isn't:

Final days of school. Three finals then no more. I'll miss what I've called home for the past months. The people will also be gone. You kind of come to not see your day finished until you see certain things in a day.

Pierce is heavy into Certain shade of green (the acoustic verison).

Life feels a bit slower after seeing The Matrix. I haven't mentioned that, but it's true. Enjoying a movie for it's story and technical genius is good but getting sucked into the believe of something unbelievable sucks, it does. I will forever have a undying feeling that I was meant for so much more. Shit happens and then you die.

My nose has been stuffed for a couple of days. When I try to sleep, I can't. Not being able to breathe from my nose I have to breathe from my mouth. When I do this I feel my chest weighed down. All this leads me to the understanding that I will not awake tomorrow. Or so is this what I think when I bid Ari goodbye nightly.

Is Real Genius not the greatest 80's movie ever? If you don't agree then I better not see any posts from people who disagree. The best college movie is after all Dead Man on Campus, just like it says on the box!

The government doesn't lie, they just with hold a lot of useful information that could be very needed in swaying people into different choices.

Say what???

Thu, 15 May 2003 22:25:54 GMT

I just changed my courses in the fall, to better fit my

sleeping patterns. I got into percussion. Ari is going to try

to get into the same class. We wanted guitar but it's not

open. Anywho, besides that I'm taking drawing, corp media

applications (what the fuck is this?), non-broadcast

television (simple enough), computer applications (how could

they have an entire class devoted to this. After all we were

born during the rise of the internet. We are, you know?). All

in all it looks good to me. Classes are everyday, but I only

have one class on monday and fridays, plus from the classes I

had this year, next should be a breeze. Final time.

I also fulfilled one of my all time greatest dream: To have

lunch with old friends at a favorite place, here in beautiful

abrasive NYC!

I would like to thank Miek and Ari. We can't forget Wok and

roll. Couldn't of done it without you.

Yaffa blocks are cool.

Wed, 14 May 2003 22:58:18 GMT

I forgot what I was going to write. It wasn't much. I figured I should just write something now, incase I didn't get the chance later.

Would you believe I went to Wendy's during lunch (this all from chambers street. Wendy's being outside of Penn Station)?

Nice day indeed.

Mon, 12 May 2003 23:43:03 GMT

School is almost over, there are but two days after today. I

took my english final and finished in too quick a time to do

decent in it. I don't think I did bad in it but look at how I

write on here, and imagine me handing in "College level"

papers that are written by me in the same way as my journal

entries. What can I say I was never meant to be a writer. I

have to go now. Bye. Have I mentioned how gorgeous the NYC/NJ

skyline look at dusk? Well they do. Pretty things made of

brick, metal and glass. Oh, what a world we live in.

This is terrible.

Mon, 12 May 2003 00:51:11 GMT

I haven't been able to sit at a computer and just write for the longest time. I'd

rather not write anything, then a little nothing, but lately that doesn't seem

so.

Today I drove in with Ari & Jason. There is not a day that goes by that I say to

myself, "wow, look at what your doing." Today was no exception:

On our drive back I was, yet again, trying to get Jason to apply and come to

Hunter. He may or may have budged. I'm not quite sure, but I guess I will find

out come august. I understand why he wouldn't but I don't know how he could stand

it.

I was home waiting for Ari to pick me up, so we could make our way back into the

city. When he dropped me off I was making fun of him. He had to wake up 4 hours

from the time he was dropping me off (3am). I told him he would be half way into

his day by the time he would go by my house and wake me up to leave.

Yesterday I hung out with Rachel. After on my way back I thought about us and how

it would really turn out. I came up with so many possibilities by the time I got

to the first light. I won't guess or assume anymore. What will be, will be. U

have little control over the world. Lol. I do love her and still see her as one

of the most, if not, amazing woman I've ever known. I have mixed feelings about

being able to say this. No more.

Day before that I ate dinner at Rena's (Ari's sister house. A home cooked meal

was desperately need. She made such good things that I ate things that I normally

don't (which is a big compliment. If you know how picky I am you would

understand. Green is bad!). I also saw The Matrix with Ari. I hate the fact that

I can not produce ideas I have. I can't fabricate anything and I can't explain it

either. It's like being trapped in a cell, like in The Count of Monte Cristo.

My mom is so bad. Coming home on friday Ari picked up my flowers for his mom, and

I thought, "should I do the same?", then I said, "no, she doesn't deserve them."

I don't feel about about saying this and I may get shit from mother lovers but

this is how I feel. It really annoyed me that I didn't see her a weekend. Not

once!

I'm tired and am going to join Ari in the occult created by Survivor.

I'm putting this into the Live Journal Terms or glossary:

IMWA - If Music Was Available.

Oh, there are too many cars in the world. Please lets move onto solar and

electric/hybrid cars. Does no one see what's happening to the world. When I stop

at street corners the most discouraging thing about the world is seeing how

reckless people are with their garbage by the trails they leave behind.

I've been typing the same thing for I don't know how long now...

Thu, 08 May 2003 22:55:18 GMT

Earlier today I was thinking about my trip to Europe and I was wondering what it was

going to be like. I thought about this for awhile then I started getting preoccupied

with the fact that I may never get to go again. I haven't ever left and I'm already

feeling gloomy about it. I started going around Lj looking by regions (France and

Belgium). All the people I found were so interesting. I asked all that I could if they

would meet me and show me a day in the life of ________. I don't know what I was

thinking when I decided to do that. I don't think anyone will do it, but it's nice to

see the world in more than one way. I mean if someone asked me I would be all for it.

I guess that's why it's good that the world isn't full of me's. I'm off to my final

class before the weekend. Yes, today is thursday and tomorrow is thursday to. Let's

not forget The Matrix.

If any of you that read my journal can leave some references so that all the people I asked to show me around think I'm lesser of a crazy person.

Only in school.

Thu, 08 May 2003 19:08:14 GMT

The end of school. We all knew this was coming. For some it's a welcome thing, yet by others seen as dreadful option.

I think I have allergies. I didn't even know that they could just develop out of nowhere.
My eyes keep itching...

Sitting here at this computer I hope this isn't the end.

Lj remembered me after a long time.

Thu, 08 May 2003 04:40:15 GMT

Today I had one class, which I thought wasn't enough to go so far (though it isn't so far to begin with) for 50 minutes. I figured that we weren't doing anything new, and I did my speech it would be okay to not go. I emailed my prof. and asked him. I didn't get a reply so I don't know what is good or not. Sorry.

Too much Domino's.

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Mike's computer rocks!!

Thu, 08 May 2003 03:03:12 GMT

I haven't posted in awhile, this is not the beginning to a phase.

A camera should have never been placed in my hands.

Sun, 04 May 2003 18:47:21 GMT

For serious. That was a bad idea. Now I'm only going to be walking around playing with the damn camera where ever I go. I have

to go catch a train back home.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M GOING TO EUROPE!

Sat, 03 May 2003 22:43:14 GMT

Not that I forget because it's always somewhere in my mind, but as the days melt away, and my departure comes closer I can only

sweat to alleviate my tension. I still have not fully decided where I'm going to go, but I really need to. I can't or better

said, shouldn't buy my Euro Rail ticket without at least knowing what countries I want to visit. I think as far as that goes

Benelux, France, and Italy are my choices. As far as days the pass is good...well that's a different story. I am only suppose to

stay for 2 weeks, but not anymore. I'm going to add another week. I would like to add two, but everyone is like, "two weeks is a

long time to be in Europe."

People just so you are all prepared. A month and a half from now I may be calling people in a panic asking for money to be

wired, or I'll die. That's another thing. Being that I am going alone I may be killed or what not, and no one would know because

I will be traveling alone. The only way anyone would know that I am decomposing is that I won't come home. There is a good

chance that if I'm not back by July I've been killed by the natives. Not to worry I've had my share of good and bad times. I

decided to do this to myself. The only thing that would bother me would be leaving everyone behind and not seeing them for weeks

before I die. If I saw all my friends today and died tomorrow it would be okay, but if I died abroad after not seeing them for

weeks I would die a lot sadder. There is a lot that will happen that will not doubt be unexpected, but as I always mention,

that's life!

Music is the best...

Fri, 02 May 2003 16:16:39 GMT

Coldplay always stands out above everyone that has come out

in recent times. I keep hearing of Evanescense? Without ever

really hearing them, but I can't imagine they are better than

Coldplay. Lol. I just thought how different it would be if

Coldplay was The Coldplay. You see "the" is like hair for

people...some are only meant to have short others long, and

some both, like Brad Pitt (Damn you, you sexy bastard). Bands

like The Strokes, The Smiths, can pull it off either way. I

don't know what causes this phenomenon but I'm going to get to

the bottom of this.

It's like deodorant that smells "mountain fresh". How the

fuck do they know what a mountain smells like. Did they send

someone up their with a extraordinary sense of smell? This

still doesn't tell me how they get the "mountain smell" from

the mountains to my armpitts? There are some things in this

world that just can't be explained, this being one of them.

Brody man -

"My cousin Walter was on a plane, true story. As they're

flying along the plane loses hydraulics. As the plane starts

spiraling to it's certain doom, my cousin Walter decides,

fuck it, it's over, and just starts going crazy. All the

other passengers take a cue from him and begin to do the

same. Suddenly the hydralics kick back in, and the plane

rights itself. Everyone puts their bits and pieces away, and

no one mentions it to a single soul."

Suidor #3

"Well did he cum?"

Brody man -

"Fuck man, their are just somethings you don't talk about."

I know I did a terrible job, but there's not much more I

could do. That was from Mallrats.

Best Coldplay lyric - "Tell me you love me. Come back and

haunt me..."

Fuck you Gwyneth Paltrow. Fuck you so much that I possibly

spelled your name wrong on purpose. (Not really. I'm ashamed

to admit I don't know that it's not right or wrong.)

I can't believe I'm going to Europe in exactly one month.