Tattoo Idea?

On my arm perhaps?

Summer: a Recap so far

Summer has been going well thus far.
Much has happened since my last post.
I'll be brief.

Friends and family have been good. I seriously need a job, its actually my main obstacle as of this moment.

The detox from Florida has been doing well, yet I still miss all my Tampa friends and I really need to dance and rage. badly.

Ive also been to some GWU parties because Arian's friends are staying for the summer.
Apparently Joose and Loco exist in DC/MD as well.
Great.

Arian Is Not Passed out on Mike, just letting you know.

Sabrina and her roommate Jess and I saw Dan Deacon, it was a marvelous and surreal adventure.
One concert goer dressed as a shark.Another concert goer dressed as Space Ghost.

Silent ill has been recording, were working on a new song at the moment titled:
"Serif, Sans-Serif"
It's got some really cool vocoder parts and a chorus that will make the kids swoon.
Those who know me will know what this is alluding to.
Don't worry. I'm fine, this is the last you'll hear of it, promise.


Arian, Ryan, myself, and perhaps Giggles are starting a Party Metal band titled Skeeter Gabriel, which is a combination of Skeeter from Doug and Peter Gabriel.
Kids better be ready to dance.

The crew and I saw Terminator Salvation, it was pretty meh. The film looked cool, but the plot was kinda silly and convoluted.

Mike, Devon and I saw Holy Fuck at the Rock and Roll Hotel where we went to Sticky Rice before hand and ate yummy food.
Holy Fuck did a great great great job.

Chris and I went to the American Apparel open call this past Friday, I don't think we got the jobs but were crossing our fingers.
Silent ill needs money.

Yesterday, Arian and I saw Drag Me To Hell, and it was honestly one of the best modern horror movies I've seen.
Hands Down.
Sam Raimi delievered an incredible job re-creating classic horror films without being too over the top and rediculous while keeping it both equally funny and scary. I was very very impressed.

That night, Mike and I went to go see Isis and Pelican play at the Black Cat, who both played amazing amazing sets. Mike, Devon and I afterwords went to The Diner in Adams Morgan. I forgot why we don't go there on Saturdays anymore. It's way too crowded and loud.

I forgot how beautiful the District looked at 4 am under a light rain.
It was nice being alone for once.

Today was interesting.
My family brought back a dog!
A PUPPY!
A 10 week old Cockadoodle puppy :D :D :D
I am consumed by the cuteness. I am a slave to it.
My family agreed on naming him Jet. But that will probably change
I wanted to call him The Artist Formerly Known As Prince.
Jet is actually sleeping in my lap as I write this blog entry.
It's quite precious.

Tomorrow entails more jobhunting and running.
Maybe I'll take the dog on a walk.

The past few weeks + A farwell for now to Tampa

I am currently sitting in the Tampa airport with my father.

It is 1:21 pm. Our flight is not until 6:50, our attempt of getting on an earlier flight failed and now were sitting in the airport.

These past few weeks have contained a plethora of emotions:

some nights were great
some nights arduous
some filled with anxiety,
some filled with regret
some nights were drunk
some nights were empty
many nights contained dancing.
some nights filled with concepts and ideas
some nights contained confusion
all nights contained laughter


and most importantly,
Some nights contained triumph
and all nights contained friendship.

The people who I didn't want to see ever again resurfaced, and I reverted to being my old fashioned cynical self who told these people the things that they would never realize by themselves.

My words continue to be justified and I'll continue to stand by them.

Exams for the most part went OK, I'm pretty sure I did well for the most part.

Last night was a wonderful last night and final hurrah to kick off my 3-4 month absence from the city of Tampa.

Brittany, Kristen, and I all went to Czar, where we celebrated Brittany's conversion to real life the next day and her graduation as well as my last night. Congratulations Brittany, you will make us proud :)

It was nice to see my Czar regular friends, such as Michelle Housel, Black haired Michelle (sorry, I don't know your last name), Nolan, and George among many others.

In the end. Its just silly how things work out.

It's time to start detoxing from this state known as Florida.
I need to get on a normal and healthy sleep schedule.

These past two semesters have been filled with some of the most wonderful as well as the most terrible times in my life.

I am incredibly grateful for everyone who I have met, both who have impacted my life for better and for worse. Both sides of people from both emotional spectrum's will result in my transformation into the person I will continue to live my life as.

A series of letters:

To the closest of friends,
I love you all. Please remain the same for when I return, you are all the greatest people in the world and I cannot think of anyone better to spend my first year with. I must apologize for the weeks and nights where I was an emotional wreck, I apologize, I have a tendency to be dramatic. Please don't let the dance floor change without me, I'll be back soon enough. I'll miss you. Keep in touch.
With Love,
Max

To my enemies,
I hope you never learn to love, I hope you continue to swoon to an orchestra of cannons, bringing your wars and insecurities to the doorsteps of your lovers and families.
Lets see where these nights take you.
It's time to face yourself, and ask if your deserving of the pigmentation that your eyes hold.
I have so many things to say to certain people, as well as nothing to say to others.
One day, you will choke on your words and no one will bother to help you cough them up.
Sincerely,
Max

To the city of Tampa,
I need a break.
I need sleep.
I need to record.
I need to see my friends.
I need to focus on my creative endeavors.
I need to learn more.
I need to write.
I need to create.
I need to be more positive about more things.
I need to prove to everyone that certain concepts do exist, despite the cynical outlook that my generation has immersed itself within.

I love you, but promise me that you won't be completely immersed in salt water by the time I get back. I cannot tread water forever. But for now, I must save myself. Many wonderful and terrible nights have been spent with you, and you still continue to sing the same alluring songs that I'll continue to dance to. By the time I return, I will meet even more new people, and make even more friends than I have this year.
Even deep within in the District, I will still feel the urge to swoon to your swan songs.

Stay true to your decadent self,
Max

It's a miracle that I am able to function right now.

I'll see everyone in Tampa in 3-4 months!

Dear people of the District, I will be returning tonight!