I'm in san diego now and things are going better than expected. I had a good day today of sightseeing and shopping I guess at a huge flea market and yeah fun times.
can you belivee it ? I actually wanted to write in my blog and I was actually anticipating writing in it. Amazing... what does it mean??
So anway, I like that last post of mine. This one certainly isn't going to be of the same vein but it'll included some seat little austin snippets. like yesterday I decided to gow walk around the hallways of the hotel and I found a stair well that leads up to the rooftop. As I suspected, the was locked, but the light bulb was also burnt out and what it offereed me was a dimly lit, quiet place for me to listen to music and gather my thoughts...do some writing and basically indulge in privacy. I just layed on the ground, dashboard confessional blaring in my headphones and me just with a huge smile on my face. I love those kinda moments. I need to do them more often. I think I'll go there again tonight.
Man, I'm really starting to like dashboard confessional./.. which kinda stink cuz they're getting popular but meh, oh well. I find myself wishing that I had been more into them during their "underground years" but oh well regarless, I can't wait to get back home and get more music. All I have with me is "Hands Down" and this song a friend sent me a long time ago, Again I Go Unnoticed.
I had moreto say but I can't remember what it was going to be.....oh right... more musings about my personal life... like recently, I've written two new poems and they're basically about making out and love and all that fun stuff. I mean, that stuff rules but why am I suddenly like obbsessed with it? I'm probably just horny. Oh well, Being single was my choice, so here I sit with the consequences of my actions. but I mean I shouln't say that because My old Girlfriend was awesome and in no way would she deserve to be in a relationship where she was just being used for something like that. I certainly wouldn't do it to her.
anyway, off to write some more e-mails I feel, maybe comment some more in here later
-Austin Cooper
can you belivee it ? I actually wanted to write in my blog and I was actually anticipating writing in it. Amazing... what does it mean??
So anway, I like that last post of mine. This one certainly isn't going to be of the same vein but it'll included some seat little austin snippets. like yesterday I decided to gow walk around the hallways of the hotel and I found a stair well that leads up to the rooftop. As I suspected, the was locked, but the light bulb was also burnt out and what it offereed me was a dimly lit, quiet place for me to listen to music and gather my thoughts...do some writing and basically indulge in privacy. I just layed on the ground, dashboard confessional blaring in my headphones and me just with a huge smile on my face. I love those kinda moments. I need to do them more often. I think I'll go there again tonight.
Man, I'm really starting to like dashboard confessional./.. which kinda stink cuz they're getting popular but meh, oh well. I find myself wishing that I had been more into them during their "underground years" but oh well regarless, I can't wait to get back home and get more music. All I have with me is "Hands Down" and this song a friend sent me a long time ago, Again I Go Unnoticed.
I had moreto say but I can't remember what it was going to be.....oh right... more musings about my personal life... like recently, I've written two new poems and they're basically about making out and love and all that fun stuff. I mean, that stuff rules but why am I suddenly like obbsessed with it? I'm probably just horny. Oh well, Being single was my choice, so here I sit with the consequences of my actions. but I mean I shouln't say that because My old Girlfriend was awesome and in no way would she deserve to be in a relationship where she was just being used for something like that. I certainly wouldn't do it to her.
anyway, off to write some more e-mails I feel, maybe comment some more in here later
-Austin Cooper
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