2014

oh man, 2014

2014 was a year of growth. A year to learn how to get back up after falling down. How to not rely on other people for my own happiness. How to learn to lose people, even if you really love them. 

I failed my calculus class in the spring, sending my gpa scores below a c average and putting me in probation mode. Which denied me from changing my major to what I truly wanted it to be.

I started my second job at an ice cream and donut shop in march and learned a lot about making my customers happy. But while they were happy, I wasn't. Seeing other people getting paid more to do even less didn't seem fair to me, neither did the owners having their favorite employees getting special treatment.    

My sculpture class was kind of a mixed bag. On one hand, possibly the least fun I've ever had being taught how to sculpt, but yet, some of the most fun I've ever had commiserating with the rest of our class about how awful our teacher was. The friends I had made in that class were some of the most interesting people I had met. Each with such fascinating, dirty, and life-affirming stories I'd ever hear. From prostitutes in Amsterdam to Suicidal attempts, it made me realize how our stories form who we are. 

I'd have to say my favorite part about 2014 by a landslide were my new friends that I had made. It's so hard to believe that I didn't even know them by the start of the year and now I consider them to be some of my closest friends. Anytime we hung out I just forgot all the bad things that were going on at the moment and just wanted to be with them there. 

So here's to 2015, please god don't do this to me again. 

The Long Staircase

Of course it had to happen, it wouldn't be fair to round out the year without you
that's just the way the universe works

I had an inkling you'd show up, to the place where we first met
where we first learned about each other
but that wasn't the end

But now I wish it had been
I wish all our conversations
all of the cheering up
the joking
the sadness
the way we understood each other when no one else did
didn't happen

So that way when you left
it wouldn't have destroyed me
it wouldn't have ripped out my heart
it wouldn't have hurt this much when I saw you again
I would still be whole

problems

So like,

I have/had this one friend who posts really gross stories on their snapchat of them being drunk
and getting more and more drunk to the point of slurred words, visible phone sway, and just -ugh.

Like, I'm all for going out and having fun, but when it gets to the point that you're inconveniencing other people at a restaurant and your server, its getting to be too much.

So I vague blogged about it on my tumblr and fell asleep, and the next morning they had replied to me and posted their own response, calling me fake and a coward and that if I have a problem, then not to watch or to say it to their face.

The problem isn't me being called fake or possibly losing a friend, it's that she doesn't seem to think that what she be doing could be affecting her. Like, what if her mom found out? Her mom, who is one of the nicest, sweetest, friendliest mom's I've ever met, she'd probably have a heart attack. Or if the police get her, find out she's below the drinking age, and she gets kicked out of college.

Idk you guys, what do you think?  

Batgirl #35

Sorry it's been a while since I've updated, I'm super lazy.

Anyways, last night I had enough free time to go to the book shop and read the new Batgirl #35 and

  I
love
 it.

It's a new story line with new writers and artists that's a perfect entry into this series. Big ups to Babs Tarr, the artist who's style I immediately fell in love with.

Pizza Bros

seeing long-lost best friends is complicated
because you remember their favorite snack
and how they got that scar, and the time they start to get ready for bed
and even what they sound like when they’re about to cry
but you don’t remember the reason why you stopped talking

Today I met up with my friend Nick. Nick has always been my friend since I could remember the first time we met. Back in kindergarden when we were learning how to count with M&M's he asked if he could eat mine and I said sure, and a friendship was formed.

There's tons of stories of us from elementary to middle school and even high school but we haven't kept in touch since we graduated. I was wondering in my mind, "Is everything going to be just like it was?" "Are we still compatible as friends?" "Do we even have the same sense of humor?" 

Surprisingly, when we hung out with his girlfriend over pizza, (her idea) it felt just like the old times, and I didn't even have to worry about all the things I worried over before we hung out. It was just as if we'd gotten back together the monday after the weekend. 

Maybe that's the thing about your best friends. No matter how different you two can be in lifestyles, beliefs, or whatever. You guys were friends first and foremost. And nothing could stop that. 

M&M buds forever. 

Testing Testing

Hey Y'all,

My names Anthony.
I like a lot of things.
Here's a blog of my stuff that I like and do