Monday, July 31, 2006

100%

God, I'm going to miss this place, but not that much.

Huntington tomorrow. If you're on my A-list, you'll get a call.

This is surreal. I can't believe it's ending just as quickly as it began.

If I thought I was dedicated this year, I'm about to switch into uberfocused mode.

I'll try to catalogue my incredibly healthy life choices here, both for motivational purposes and future reference. I shall start by reading my text books and studying as much Italian as possible with this Rosetta Stone software.

I'll post my schedule soon.

Tonight, I sleep. Tomorrow, I win.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Emotion Reloaded... Cha Cha Cha

Laundry's done. Apartment's mostly packed. Work's winding down. Condy's in Asia.

All's well.


I have my first modeling gig (is that what we call them?) this weekend for Express. It's kind of a joke, but I need money and at least I get to see some of my friends before I move. I keep telling people I'm banking on getting discovered so I can drop out of school and move to New York and become anorexic. Minus the anorexia, that would be sweet. (Don't hold your breath.)

Let's see... I'm going salsa dancing tonight! Cha cha cha! I'm definitely going to miss Evansville. It's funny that I finally started to wake up again socially toward the end of the year. I guess the summer heat will do that to ya. I actually started a song last night about it. It's called "Reloaded". Basically, it's about a guy who spends a long time being emotionally exhausted because of a bad relationship.... Actually, it's not about that part at all. I know some of you have experienced this.... After just being completely introverted for a long time, the ice starts to thaw and you begin to feel like you can have fun for the first time in ages. Thing is, when you start to have fun again, you begin to realize (or at least I began to realize) that the gun that shot you in the first place is loaded again, and now that you're putting yourself in front of it again, you have to wonder when there's going to be another bullet in the chamber.

I didn't actually write too much of the song last night... I just had the idea for it. I like "another bullet in the chamber". That needs to be in there. Good thing I put it on the internet. COPYRIGHT!

Ok, guys. I'm at my buddy Josh's finishing up my laundry for FREE! (Thanks, J Z) It's time to go drink cocktails. One mustn't be sober when one is dancing merengue. ;-)

Holla!

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

o/` Tied Up and Twisted, The Way I'd Like to Be o/`

She totally crashed into me... I couldn't have seen it coming. I couldn't have stopped it. Of course, I probably have no chance of keeping her, but it sure was nice being crashed into. I needed that.

You hear that? If you're reading this, you're beautiful. Your paintings are like nothing I've ever seen. Your personality is as radiant as your smile. I'm sorry I didn't meet you sooner, and now I'm leaving, and I have no idea if I'll ever see you again. I can deal with that--there's a lot of future ahead of me, God willing--but man, oh, man. Where did YOU come from?

This is kind of what it felt like.



Hahaha.... That's all you can really do at a time like this. Laugh out loud. And be thankful to the core that you can laugh. I know I am.

Well, then, now that that's out of the way, I'm sure you're all wondering where my political commentary is. I'll give you the Reader's Digest version for now. The end of the world is upon us. More next week.

No. On second thought, I don't have anything else to say tonight. I'm pretty sure I just opened this window to vent about a girl. Maybe it's the stress of moving that's getting to me. I don't know. God, she's hot.

Oh, yeah! For those of you who don't know, I received official notice from Purdue that I now have in-state tuition. If you'll recall, this has been a long time coming for me, and Friday, when I found out, was probably one of the happiest days of my life. I move to West Lafayette this weekend. Look out!

Good ol' summer. Red hot days and white hot nights, and the moon climbs the midnight sky once more.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

And the Espy Goes To...

I hope to chronicle "Road Trip 2k6" here in the next few days. There should be plenty of pictures and stories to fill in a whole slew of posts. The only missing ingredient here is the dedication of the author (me). Since it's been what seems like ages since I've thrust my thoughts upon the internets, I doubt I have very many readers.

Prove me wrong. Motivate me.

You may ask yourself, "If Adam is having a hard time feeling motivated to write about his trip, why does he suddenly feel motivated enough to write about writing about it?"

Actually, you probably aren't asking yourself that. That was a complicated, jumbled, inefficient thought.

Point is, though, that something else inspired me to poke my head into the world wide web. This Jason McElwain kid, J-Mac, is incredible. I just wanted to share this picture with anybody who wanted to see it. I don't know about you, but it gives me the chills. Not the creeped out chills, but the ones I get when I see ginormous fireworks exploding across a patriot sky. Good chills. Kiss that Espy, killer. You earned it.



Blogging is so therapeutic. I should do it more often.