Shitty week but I’m forcing things to happen.
In a display of sheer fagness and “smittenness” a local couple is struggling to take control of Nessie’s (20) iPhone to decide what to write in this caption.
<3 such picture very couple much selfie WOW!
I started attending school in Caracas again, this new school is pretty neat and all of the big names in the local jazz scene are teaching there, this is the place to create professional relationships and to make a name.
I need to get this off my chest: I was seriously considering to take my life a couple of weeks ago, and even though things aren’t precisely well, there’s been a couple of incidents that gave me a little bit of hope on everything. When you think everything’s lost and shit can’t get worse, sometimes, a lifechanger appears wildly and everything starts to make sense, patterns start to form and then you find the reasoning behind your reality. I refuse to believe I was randomly put here, now things are beginning to take form and I’m going to work my ass off to make things happen.
Thanks, Lifechanger; the circumstances have been a blessing in disguise and you’re a silver lining enlightening one of the blackest and grimiest horizons I’ve stood before.
I’m putting shit back together in my life. I’ll attend school again and go back to the mats since my elbow is fine now. I ain’t giving up on my goals, this 3 that I’m more than halfway through is a requisite for the actual Performance Degree on BIMM Dublin which is one of the places I was originally planning to attend, since I still think there’s not a single guitar performance program focused on the reality of a modern session player. I’m also trying to play with as much people as I can, I’m currently playing in 4 projects as a session musician and the pop/punk band’s record is already written as well as my personal acoustic project’s EP.
I had the weirdest night last night, and ended up with a Pandora bracelet that will feel far too awkward to ever wear. What is my life. This is why I can’t have nice things.