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!
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