damn, what a life-changing weekend. im typing this entry from the "business center" of this nice hotel in san francisco, just hours away from my sister's wedding. its amazing how quick time passes.

i woke up in the morning at 7am yesterday to get ready to get here. it was fun going in the back of the 15-person van, listening to the new LP album on my mp3 [which is filled with a lot of good slow songs, btw] and played NES on my cousin's CELL PHONE [how the hell did he do that?] haha its tight cause i met plenty of cool new ppl at the rehearsal dinner. it was just an extremely friendly environment, cause everyone was laughing, talking, and meeting each other. i met many ppl who are into their mid 20's, including this crazy guy with a big gut and a mohawk. it was tight cause he would just randomly go around and talk and make jokes with everyone, while at the same time trying to get to know them better. and it hit me. why can't we just talk to ppl whenever we feel like it? its not like youre giving your life to them.

i went to the san fran bay area, and watched a jazz musician from across the street, tearing up his sax. i love street performers, so i said "thats awesome" out loud and this dude said "yeah, man" [btw, he wasnt gay, he was holding hands with a hot girl] its the best when ppl on the street turn off their mp3 players to listen to a damn good sax player. its just awesome to see ppl appreciate REAL, STRUGGLING musicians. agreed?
my family and i saw the world famous "bushman" for the second time today, a guy who makes a living sitting behind a bush to scare unsuspecting guests. he's tight, and ppl like him a LOT, even though he has no place to sleep. i think its because you rarely see a homeless man who's actually happy.

i used to think that all this stuff, meeting new ppl and talking to strangers, was kinda gay and overly happy. but how the hell is it gay?? its not gay. and its not overly happy. if you feel like it, you talk to ppl. you entertain ppl. its not like youre giving your life to them, so why not?

damn, my dad just called me to get back to my hotel room and get changed. well, its time for my sister's wedding! i gotta go, but please keep this entry in your thoughts.

School's a monster that eats up your life entirely. It limits you from doing what you truly want, and crushes your dreams. It sometimes forces you no other way but to let go of the things that matter to you most in life. Oh yeah, and you forget how much you enjoyed sleeping.

I hate school. You hear everyone saying that now, but they dont really know why, they just say "im sick of it. i want to sleep. i hate school." now i can see why everyone hates it so much. its cause it blocks them from doing what they want to do in their life: follow dreams, write songs, produce movies, sing, dance, act, draw, no one has time to do it anymore.

but no matter what, youll always be eaten up by the monster. that's life.