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Well it went by fast but I may be getting laid off or having severe hour cuts at work because of my lack of coffee experience. I don't regret leaving Reno but it just sucks that I can't manage to find any job better than food service or retail being that I have worked in a doctor's office and lab the past two jobs.

I had REAL jobs. This economy is truly starting to hit me and it sucks because I didn't see how bad it was until I decided to move during it all. My rent is cheaper than most of San Francisco places and yet I still can't afford that.

This is so stressful. Maybe I should live in the east bay for a couple months and wait for change.

San Francisco is finally feeling like home. I love it here. My house has an amazing view of the city. I live with a family for the meanwhile until I save up and find a full time job and roommates.

I am finally going to school where I wanted to go while I was waiting for my green card. I can finally find other musicians to work with. I can finally be with others that will make me feel like I'm in the right place.

Thank god it finally came.

I haven't been this happy in a long time. I love this city. My new home.

Come visit me and I could possibly even be more happier.

I am moving in one week to San Francisco. I'm finally doing what I wanted to do when I was younger. Go to school out of Reno, meet new people, experience more culture fiends and leave behind the douche bags that drive trucks and wear Skin Industries and Metal Mulisha bullshit.

Go to school for the thing I want to do and not what will make me money necessarily. I'm going to major in film and minor in maybe theater and music because I want to start acting again. It was something I was good at and want to still do. I want to start doing stand up comedy and make people laugh like I did in high school.

The father of one of my classmates said he would come to just see me at the improv shows or any other performance because he thought I was hilarious and saw me doing all that as a career. I gotta do it. I have to make people laugh, I do now, but more people. People I don't know, people I want to know or people I just want to cheer up.

I'm going to start another band when I get out there. Finally I will be able to meet people who can play up to par with me. I have had shitty experiences of people either not motivated to practice or motivated to improve.

Most of all, I'm excited to leave the ignorance. The racism and the cowardice of people in this town. I have been jumped, had racial slurs told to me, been made unwelcome to many places, back-stabbed by people I thought were friends.

I can finally have a green card and live the life I wanted. I do not regret the past 3 1/2 years since I graduated because I might not be the person I am today without those shitty experiences.

To all my friends, you are all welcome in my home in San Francisco (when I find one) and can stay as long as you like. I wish I can take you with me but this is an adventure that I must take on my own.

I'm trying to find a job now that I have a green card and I find it ten times more difficult which is ironic. I have to get out of debt so I can buy a car. I am done with Reno however. I feel like I'm trapped and I feel jealous of all my friends that went to college out of town, getting exposed to culture and going somewhere.

So I'm moving to San Francisco either in January or at latest May because I'm gonna be going to school there from now on. I miss playing music and this town is not the mecca of musical diversity or a stop on any decent band's tour.

For my friends that are worthwhile and cool that live in Reno I'll miss ya guys. I wish I could take all of you with me, but I know that SF is where I will always want to live.

I went downhill riding on northstar yesterday and those were by far the scariest I've ever ridden.

At the end of the day I thought to myself, I'm doing something new and exciting everyday. I'm so glad to be rid of the people in my life who proclaimed that starbucks till 6AM is all you need.

I graduated high school. I don't partake in immature pranks on innocent people. I play music by myself because it is my passion, not for fame and girls. I have a life, I don't depend on a relationship to live. It doesn't bug me when people talk shit, because I'm the one who's busy being around people I like talking about the simple things in life, and that is all that matters.

I have a better life than I thought. A better life than many, and I'm thankful.

I miss being pessimistic and giving up. I've worked my heart too hard at this.

I give up.

I don't play guitar much anymore. It bums me out. Ever since my bands stopped caring I don't have a reason to play other than to improve for the false hope that I will find a metal band that will finally work. I'm going to buy an acoustic and a classical and i'm gonna write with myself and someone else because I know it's a hell of a lot of easier to depend on one person rather than four or five.

I signed up for classes this semester. I'm taking guitar 1. It'd be sweet if I could get kicked out for being too ahead of the rest of the class.

You thought you could affect me, but you pussied out. I love your existence because it gives me something to strive to not ever be. Oh and don't bother trying to comment this asshole, I'm blocking anonymous comments. Get a mouth that can speak to me in person and stop being a coward if you want me to hear your words.

the person who keeps commenting derogatory and patronizing remarks in all my older entries from a whole year ago is a coward. it's amazing that you can be such a fucking tough guy when you're with your friends. i know who it is. give it up.

a year in which i have grown up, i have learned from idiotic things i've said in the past and keep these entries here as a reminder of who i was and can learn from them what not to be. immature and juvenile, two traits which still belong to you anonymous shit-talker.

I am in a mid life crisis and it really sucks.

Hey, I got a new phone, so those of you be my friends, send 'em to me. And to those who don't have my number it's 775-240-5167. ok now give me all of yours.

"A lot" is two different words.

I think I should go on a hunger strike to get my green card. Handcuff myself to a pillar or something outside of the INS. Receive naturalization or I starve to death. It's a win win situation.

Checkin' my call times in my phone:

Received Calls: 18:32:48

Dialed Calls: 25:40:33

I put out a damn good seven hour effort. If any of you complain that we never hang out, who's fault is it?

Most of those received calls are when people want something, and don't want to just talk. You make me sick.

so them new Burger King fries have a cool new box which is more formatted to fit your cup holder. on either sides of the box there's two holes and a label stating they are the "Fry Exhausts." i am in love with this fry box.

Happy Birthday to me....you don't have to comment.

I have the new Coheed and Cambria album. Very damn good. I hope you are all jealous.