felt like playing with ma paint…
Christmas
Times like this, as I’m observing my fam friends talking about their night out last night and I’m here playing the guitar to myself, I look back at the ppl I know and the relations I have with them and I think about its importance. No matter what, bad or good the relation is with the person, I am thankful for having know them. So thank u guys, happy holidays.
Memories: StephDay’s Christmas Party
Snowball
There are times where i want to do something awesome, epic, or just thoughtful for someone i care about. I cant sing or paint or write or express myself very well but i know i like to videos. This is where the snowball effect of my imagination kicks in. Like when i was thinking of a friend who’s Christmases havnt been the best, i wanted to a video. At first i wanted to do a spanish flare with Feliz Navidad, then i thought id have my sis sing All I Want For Christmas is You, then i thought id get a bunch of friends to sing All I Want For Christmas is You and edit the video so its a compilation of friends sing along to the song as it plays, then i thought why dont i do that but il be playing the uke and guitar, then id see if itl all workout. Then id wonder if im doing too much and if the person im doing it for will care. Then i start feeling down and convince myself it wouldnt matter. Snowballs can roll for so long in the summer.
Old Memories of DT feat. BT
20 coal oven wings at Anthony’s pizza at Pines
Type #1
There are two types of people in this world.
Those who admire the works of the great. The fans, the inspired. Those who hold hand in hand with others, enjoying the common pleasure. Those who can smile with another, socializing about what they love.
And those who feel alone, out casted. Not fit or in tune with their surroundings. The creative. Taking a blind path. Those with a single goal, not wavered by others.

