Oh, boy! Just need to vent right now.
Well, not even really a vent just me complaining about how tired I feel. Dude, I need to get a computer with Photoshop on it, or just spend more time at school. Maybe I should invest in RTA bus passes, the monthly ones, dig?
Anywho, I should really be doing my Photoshop homework right now, but instead I'm on remix.nin.com listening to an ambient remix of The Perfect Drug, its comforting. Yeah, this is a pretty sick remix, in a mellow ambient kind of way, which is exactly what I needd right now.
Its weird how I don't really talk to too many people from high school, I'll occasionally show my face at one of Britt's parties and I'll see all these familiar faces, people I know still live in Riverside and we all coexist every-damn-day but I don't talk to anybody. In fact, I don't really talk to anybody these days.
Another Perfect Drug remix came on, this one is less ambient but still sick as fuck.
"How sick is a fuck, Jestro?" You might be thinking.
"Listen to the song and then you'll understand. The great thing about music, is it connects on a level that doesn't need words (Think about that scene in The Matrix Revolutions where Neo is talking to those programs about love...DAYYUUUUM!, well they aren't talking about music, but the relation between words and the things they've been attached to. Mind=blown).
FUCK!
I'm full of energy because I drank a cup of coffee about forty minutes ago but I REALLY don't want to do this homework, but I'll do it because I'm paying two thousand dollars to take this class and its the mature thing to do, can you dig it?
So Carla asked me about my tattoo today, and JUST as I was going to go into the speech I had prepared in that event that it happened, I caught eyes with the janitor and had to greet her, in Spanish. Then her and her friends started laughing, so I lost my ice breaker. Fail, bro, Fail.
Meh, fuck it.
Actually, this remix isn't so good, the intro was much better than the bulk of the song.
Trapped in a Room? Yeah, I'm still trying to work on it, its just another thing in my endless list of things to do. Maybe I'll contact Este-trance and meet up with him tonight, since I don't have school until Tuesday. But I don't know! Friday afternoon I'm supposed to meet up with Helios9 and jam or write, its still undecided. But we're making some pretty beatly music, I'm actually really diggin it, I jive you not. I hope we'll get it off the ground, then I can have something to take the stress away. Wahahahaha! Stress, psh! Listen to me sounding like sucha baby. Disregard all that, friends. I'm using the band to get chicks. Hahaha, I wish!
Alright, back to business. Be safe everybody.
-Sir Jestro