still breathing
@25
now 6 years detached from teenage-dom
and adding text once again to this time capsule
hello out there
for the past several years i've contemplated deleting parts of my past internet self c. 9, 10, 11 years ago -- namely my old youtube channel, this blog
they're embarrassing in ways -- filled with half-baked philosophical musings, way-too-personal tales of anxiety that eerily foreshadow the more intense encounters with anxiety that i've been dealing with for the past couple of years, negative attitudes towards my mother, hilariously dated i-can-haz internet speak, a remarkably inflated ego 2/2 my faint one-time youtube stardom
but then i find detailed glimmers of my past self that are more beautiful and vivid than i could possibly remember
10/20/2008 - a note following my last piano lesson with my piano teacher of 9 years. the last note i played for her was an A
6/18/2010 - the day i got my digital piano (which is currently sitting to my immediate right in near perfect condition [but the Bb3 is busted from a particularly intense performance in college])
8/7/2011 - the day i broke up with my first serious girlfriend and learned that my best friend's dad had lung cancer
-
8/9/2018
things are good if not great
+ bachelor's degree in english (2015)
+ master's degree in communication sciences and disorders (2018)
+ impending engagement to the love of my life
+ cat (maine coon named sal; 2017)
+ first gainful employment starting in september
& i'm preparing to enter the studio on saturday to record a new short album
for old time's sake:
1) Wild Nights (me trying to sound like Bruce Springsteen)
2) Fire to Fire (me trying to sound like Bruce Springsteen and John Maus at the same time)
3) Everything I Own (me trying to sound like Women)
4) I Had A Nightmare (me trying to sound like a band I was in c. 2013)
5) Blender (me trying to sound like free-jazz)
6) Type of Degree (me trying to sound like Sediment Club and Sun City Girls at the same time)
7) Counterstrain (me trying to sound like Merchandise and Bruce Hornsby at the same time)
i still love you
now 6 years detached from teenage-dom
and adding text once again to this time capsule
hello out there
for the past several years i've contemplated deleting parts of my past internet self c. 9, 10, 11 years ago -- namely my old youtube channel, this blog
they're embarrassing in ways -- filled with half-baked philosophical musings, way-too-personal tales of anxiety that eerily foreshadow the more intense encounters with anxiety that i've been dealing with for the past couple of years, negative attitudes towards my mother, hilariously dated i-can-haz internet speak, a remarkably inflated ego 2/2 my faint one-time youtube stardom
but then i find detailed glimmers of my past self that are more beautiful and vivid than i could possibly remember
10/20/2008 - a note following my last piano lesson with my piano teacher of 9 years. the last note i played for her was an A
6/18/2010 - the day i got my digital piano (which is currently sitting to my immediate right in near perfect condition [but the Bb3 is busted from a particularly intense performance in college])
8/7/2011 - the day i broke up with my first serious girlfriend and learned that my best friend's dad had lung cancer
-
8/9/2018
things are good if not great
+ bachelor's degree in english (2015)
+ master's degree in communication sciences and disorders (2018)
+ impending engagement to the love of my life
+ cat (maine coon named sal; 2017)
+ first gainful employment starting in september
& i'm preparing to enter the studio on saturday to record a new short album
for old time's sake:
1) Wild Nights (me trying to sound like Bruce Springsteen)
2) Fire to Fire (me trying to sound like Bruce Springsteen and John Maus at the same time)
3) Everything I Own (me trying to sound like Women)
4) I Had A Nightmare (me trying to sound like a band I was in c. 2013)
5) Blender (me trying to sound like free-jazz)
6) Type of Degree (me trying to sound like Sediment Club and Sun City Girls at the same time)
7) Counterstrain (me trying to sound like Merchandise and Bruce Hornsby at the same time)
i still love you
~-~
