I think "falling apart" would be a good way to describe my life right now. Working at least two of my jobs every day, catching flak from everyone I know about things out of my control, unreliable friends, and the one person who is shaping up to be my constant thousands of miles away. I am mentally and physically exhausted. Tomorrow are my vaccinations for my own little upcoming trip to South America, two days after she returns from Ecuador. At least Friday will be fun.
Friday is my very first Alkaline Trio show, and I could not be more excited. Of my top 5 bands, I've only seen one live thus far (Coheed & Cambria), Alkaline Trio will be my second, two are broken up (Pumpkins and Glassjaw), and one rarely leaves Italy (Lacuna Coil). -sigh- But it will be a concert to remember, I'm sure. I'll see what I can get signed.
I miss my cool friends. I love my high school friends back here at home, but now that I have spent a year away from them, I can't overlook the glaring obviousness that they are, above all else, high school kids. I miss college. I miss the freedom of not living at home. I miss her. Most of all, I miss her. I'm usually perky as hell, but I do cope with my occasional bouts of unfathomable loneliness, and this is one of those. We are halfway into her great adventure and the summer of my discontent, and I am starting to feel it in my marrow. But new friends in this neck of the woods are helping. Keep the comments/outpouring of virtual lovin' coming my way, and I'll do what I can to return the favor.
Bedtime for brown eyes.
Friday is my very first Alkaline Trio show, and I could not be more excited. Of my top 5 bands, I've only seen one live thus far (Coheed & Cambria), Alkaline Trio will be my second, two are broken up (Pumpkins and Glassjaw), and one rarely leaves Italy (Lacuna Coil). -sigh- But it will be a concert to remember, I'm sure. I'll see what I can get signed.
I miss my cool friends. I love my high school friends back here at home, but now that I have spent a year away from them, I can't overlook the glaring obviousness that they are, above all else, high school kids. I miss college. I miss the freedom of not living at home. I miss her. Most of all, I miss her. I'm usually perky as hell, but I do cope with my occasional bouts of unfathomable loneliness, and this is one of those. We are halfway into her great adventure and the summer of my discontent, and I am starting to feel it in my marrow. But new friends in this neck of the woods are helping. Keep the comments/outpouring of virtual lovin' coming my way, and I'll do what I can to return the favor.
Bedtime for brown eyes.
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Stupid spellcheck.
[Edited on Jun 30, 2005 10:43PM]