I got accepted to the Maytree Foundation so I am currently doing a leadership program for a few months. I am very happy about this. I am 1 of 20 accepted applicants. I heard there were a lot of applications so I feel really proud that I talked my way in there.
We are going to learn tools that we can implement in our own careers as well as for future endeavors. This was my interview outfit. I think I got the job because of my outfit.
After the weekend retreat, we are all going to be placed into a hands-on community project. I'm interested in something arts-related (I did an AGO stint that sucked balls) or something queer-related.
I was already called a "shit-disturber" at the first orientation. I see that as a good sign. I will always be a shit-disturber. Life would be boring if I didn't flail around and cause trouble. No one would ever think. I would literally die of boredom.
Hopefully, I will also get to contribute something good to the community. Cuz I sure as hell contributed only negative vibes at the Return To New York party (see pic above).
Mr. Jesus was there with a DATE. A fucking date. And his date was kinda cute. But it ruined my night. I mean, I know he's my ex-.. My ex-... something... But I can't help but react. I'm trying not to be negative as I was nevr really like that. I've wasted a lot of energy on being bitter.
I literally spent the night being bitter and screaming "ARRRRRRRRRRRRT SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!" with my friends. God, I have great friends. They're all so fantastic. Who else can make fun of my ex and the fucking hipsters with such fervor as I do?
But Mr. Jesus is coming out of the closet. I was reminded of that by someone who knows him. It has only been 2 years. I need to cut him some slack and be there for him. Not lash out at him in a cab (long story). Even if he is the "enemy," I should be there for him as a friend.
Anyway, LCD Soundsystem kinda sucked.
On that note, I really miss New York. I found this great pic of me and Jane at this wonderful NYC bar with no name and a REALLY nice bouncer. I ended up spending a lot of time talking to him and a music critic outside of the joint. Who said New Yorkers weren't nice people?
I'm lonely. And craving a Manhattan. Gonna head out soon to see if I can get my Sunday night groove on. I'm working later tomorrow because I was invited to be a guestspeaker at a Youth Engagement Conference at Metro Hall tomorrow night. That should be interesting.
And once again, I'm going to arrive with nothing written and nothing prepared. I don't know how I always end up winging these things. Imagine if I actually put effort into it.. Would I come out as good?
