i want to do what you say to get way out of line.

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 02:01:05 GMT

re-read "blankets." made me feel so good.

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 17:42:52 GMT

too old to need, too young to require.

Fri, 01 May 2009 21:23:09 GMT

got into the bfa acting program at UF. i still can't even believe it. it's just kind of hard to wrap my head around. when i left high school i felt like a fuck up, and now i'm going to major university. i'm very excited. i'll be living with chelsea and jabba next year in a studio apartment right near campus. time to bike!

this summer is going to be hectic. way too much driving. and way too much wasting gas. but right now i'm visiting home for a couple days. and then jumping right back into school mode. is it weird that i don't think i can picture myself not in school?

the washer at home is broken and i didn't get to wash my comforter. it smells like sweat and cat.

off schedule.

Wed, 18 Feb 2009 00:21:50 GMT

two weeks from now, I'll be much happier and more focused.

Wed, 31 Dec 2008 07:37:03 GMT

when the crickets sing to the songs they hear from my window, i am warm.

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Tue, 11 Nov 2008 14:36:30 GMT

i got pulled over for the first time last night.

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 02:04:50 GMT

songs sound a lot slower when you're not waiting for anything.

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 18:08:21 GMT

i think i've finally come up with a long term plan for my life. i'm going to finish my 2nd year at floarts, (hopefully) transfer to UF or another university, to get my BFA in theatre performance. and once that's completed, come back home to maybe take education courses at FAU, and then go on to begin a career as a teacher.

until then, i need to keep myself positive. i want to keep putting out music for as long as i can. but i think my time may run short depending on the outcome of this winter tour that i'll be going on with diego and lindsey. we'll be going all the way up the east coast, with our further northern stop being boston. so that should be really amazing. i'm excited. i'm beginning to like traveling. i don't really do much of it aside from my trips from palatka to boca.

i'm really grateful for the friends i've got.

boy, you asking and you tellin'.

Fri, 09 May 2008 18:00:50 GMT

dear diary,

(i love diego) this has been the best few years i've ever had. let's make one thing clear. it was spent right here, on tour. it's been cloudy all night, even though it should be cloudy all day. me and danny have been having a sharpie war that has come to a stalemate. danny was winning, the odds were TURNED. and danny graciously said, "i can't do this, cause i gotta go home, smelling good; looking good." then we got to this big monster house. there were 8 stories. 7 porches. 24 pigs. pygmy cows. rabbits procreating like nobody's business. the ugliest turkey in the world. an inflatable turtle bigger than any car danny ever been in. "that also floats better than any car danny's been in." i'm desperately typing this, from the entrapment of a game room. 5 sofas. cable tv. ps3. wii. a fridge full of coke. and a vase full of skittles. and just in case anything bad happens, i've got a box of band-aids, and a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. it is amazing that we survived in the jungle's of hobe sound. we were greeted by sheila, all mighty queen of the land. we were viciously ambushed upon establishing our tents. by fleas. danny is in the hospital with 5th degree flesh wounds. he was busy fending them off while the rest of the group fled to the sofa. we are lucky he's a good man. and a better warrior. in fleeing the battle, seamus was stabbed in the foot. the wound was so grave, we almost had to amputate. luckily, danny the paladin, was close to his deity, and was able to give seamus a blessing of power and wisdom. i'm proud to say that seamus is now walking with both feet. i'm glad for my comrade. we anxiously await and see what our destiny has in store for us. we will be heading to lord greg's palace. i fear that it has been overrun with evil frat demons. and beer monsters. and pool parties. we're playing there tomorrow, it should be a pretty good show. and we'll be back soon.

take care everyone.

(this entry was pretty much dictated by danny with help from diego.)

Mon, 10 Mar 2008 17:58:30 GMT

there is so much that i want to say sometimes. but then, a second later...i don't want to say anything at all.

i can't wait for tour.

*nerd alert* i am really excited for iphone software update 2.0. third party apps! fuck yeah!

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 03:55:33 GMT

being around this for so long is going to kill me.

Tue, 02 Oct 2007 12:31:36 GMT

it should've been my hands around your waist.

Wed, 19 Sep 2007 20:53:12 GMT

i really want to call and wish you happy birthday. but it wouldn't mean anything.

Sun, 02 Sep 2007 05:56:25 GMT

edit:
today made me realize, none of that matters. i have a life to live. and i'm going to do just that. i stand on my own two feet. rarely will i need someone to hold me up.

everyone called me dumb. including myself. i thought things would be alright. i don't know what they are. and i don't think i ever did.

Wed, 29 Aug 2007 03:21:43 GMT

i'm still not entirely sure what i'm doing, yet.

Fri, 17 Aug 2007 19:49:54 GMT

palatka florida.
apartment.

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 05:01:29 GMT

maybe you don't hear me because i'm not screaming loud enough.

Tue, 07 Aug 2007 04:18:54 GMT

i'm glad most of all that right after my set, brian just hugged me. he knew exactly what i meant.

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 05:01:00 GMT

moving is going to be very interesting. i know i will have very little to do in palatka. i'm probably going to be very lonely. i will be nowhere close to having the kind of friends that i have now. i'm really going to miss brian giving me shit all the time for nothing. marcos wearing his american apparel v-necks. garth always sporting a jacket when it's fucking hot as balls outside. brandon annoying the shit out of me, and loving it. thomas' dry humor. brett playing guitar hero and then smoking hookah. vinnie always looking so fresh with his white t's. lindsey mills who is just my best friend. emily who always does everything perfect. everyone..

i have a kinda bob and steve-o conflict going on where, i know this is my home. but i hate it when i'm here. it just makes me want to get up and leave. but i know when i do, i'll always want to come back.

i think i should've done more with this summer. i'm not happy with how it ended up. alone mostly. people were away. i was anti-social alot. i got invited places, but rarely went out.

getting that feeling of, "that should be me" when you see a picture is the fucking worst. i had that happen twice tonight.

i wish this journal was a real person that i could vocalize this to. i hate writing it down, really. (typing)

fuck, i miss you. and i can't stand that i do. cause you hurt me so bad.

i have too many thoughts in this.

Tue, 17 Jul 2007 00:46:02 GMT

"a room so full of life makes no remarks, with aching legs and still beating heart, trash cans fliped inside out, thrown along the walls of drout, open roads offer no escape in the end, even when you've reached the end, home is home, away is gone, note this note, this sequence, this stutter, this charm, smiling began it's re-construction"

abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.
now i know my a-b-c's, next time won't you sing without me?

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 06:13:39 GMT

am i afraid?

no, i'm not afraid.
i know what needs to be done.

Wed, 20 Jun 2007 02:12:25 GMT

i need to start bringing my camera around with me everywhere again. i enjoy having a media log of the events that occur in my life. this weekend brian black and i went to st. cloud to see seamus. we got there safely and went to old town in kissimmee for brandon's brother, chris', brithday. that was an awesome time. brian and i agree on accents. and we also got to meet seamus' lady which was good. we thought she was mad at us, but later she said we were "tight." saturday we went to the orlando outlets where brian and i bought matching jeans. that night we got dropped into trevor and bryan wilson's laps. we had a good time at the loop, and P.I. when we got back to seamus' it was nice to spend an hour or two in seamus kitchen just chatting up a storm about anything and everything. sunday we didn't do much at all until that night when the star wars edition of robot chicken came on. trevor and bryan joined us for that aswell. we then left and went to sonic, then cruised about town and eventually into kissimmee and ended up at whataburger. after that, our night concluded on the ride back to seamus' full of good tunes and cold air coming through the windows. hopefully i'll be able to go back soon. i always miss seamus.

seamus and brian are probably my best friends.

Sun, 17 Jun 2007 21:07:05 GMT

you dig your own grave.

i can't fucking wait to leave.

okay..

Sat, 09 Jun 2007 05:43:48 GMT

WHAT THE FUCK?

i didn't win my fucking t.v.

Sun, 20 May 2007 09:24:43 GMT

this has been one of the best days in a long time. graduation with mom, dad, brother, best friend, girlfriend. dinner with family. project grad with bad-ass friends. games, faking an entire audience, food, getting the shit beat out of me, sweet home alabama, shelly, walk it out, xtreme fooseball...so many things. i just got home. it's all over. high school is officially out of my system, though it'll always be in my heart.

seamus, i hope the astronauts show was awesome.