What's wrong with having your nose in a book, yet still have the time to hang out with your fabulous cohorts and drink yourselves down to a 5th grade reading level? I don't know why people feel limited to pick one thing over another. No one should cockblock you to the path of greatness and limitlessness. There is nothing wrong with dressing like a badass motherfucker and kneeling in church to pray. No one decreed that if I listen to pop music, I can't listen to heavy metal. My iTunes is so diverse it looks like a UN Summit. Just because I'm a gay man doesn't mean I have to worship the pop divas. I love my 80's hair metal. Filthy rockstars that encourage naughty behavior are my idols. I can like Coke while enjoying Pepsi. I'm preaching that the way you choose to live your life is an amalgamation of whatever you fancy and that you shouldn't let society or anyone dictate how you should feel or act. When you go to Cold Stone, you pick out what toppings you want on your ice cream, no matter how bizarre the combo may seem to everyone else. You can flex yourself to any corner of life. You're your own Rubik's Cube.
So that is the Greg Winfrey preach session for the day. I worked my fucking tits off for those A's. And the only people I want to credit to my success are my boyfriend Johnnie Walker and myself. So I'm content. If I can land a job before I move to Mansluttan I'll be happy.
I still haven't caught up on sleep, but I will say it's GLORIOUS to sleep in peace without hearing your neighbor getting banged like a screen door in a hurricane night after night. Thank you, peaceful suburbia.
PSA: My NYC leather bearing fellow vamps or anyone that harbors knowledge of this, where can I get a leather vest like this for cheap?
Basically any place that Judas Priest would shop, is where I want to shop. Much appreciated. LOVE YOU ALL.