on a night like this

now some of you know i already have a blog going (dimmingstreetlights.tumblr.com), but lately i've decided that i need another outlet to let personal stuff go and to just rant. THE LORD KNOWS that I bottle up a lot of things up a lot o the time.....sooooo TADA! Wordpress is too much shit for me to figure out just so I can rant so here I am. I'm working on the layout but I got the header pretty done, so happy bout that! (cheeccckkk it!)

so first off, hey boys and girls! my name is eddie and i'm sure you'll come to love my very undefined and crazy mind. I assure you though the emo will be kept at a minimum and the happy will be at an all time high. just for you chickens. so currently i am addicted to kylie's "on a night like this" (hence the title, clever no?) it is summer vacation and I for one canNOT wait to get the hell out of here. soooo i guess here's rant number #1 (i promise it's pretty important so read on por favor):

if you're a good friend you pretty much know the disdain I have for this wretched state and my home life in general. so let's get real. i fucking hate it. surprising no? i've been trying to rationalize this for the past couple of days. rationalize why is it that i hate it so much, and i have FINALLY found my answer! (ding!) when i moved to new york i acquired this sense of freedom. i am able to be who i am without any restrictions. i think a lot of people around me take advantage of that because their situation is not as bleak as mine (mariah carey anyone?) but seriously. over all the friends i've met and had at nyu (my school in case you didn't know) i've noticed one thing. basically how open and liberal most of my friend's families are. they are so well accomadated with their sexuality. then there's me. my parents are pentecostal christians (crazy alert crazy alert). i just came out last year and even though they know, home is a sort of repression. as i talked to paddy (my ex big bro..oh yea im a frat boy woo!) i came up with probably one of the best things i've come up with all year. everytime i come home i am (ready?) thrown into a half-open closet (bing bang gone). why half open? well my mom and dad and sister know aside from that? no one does. so it's like HI family, oooo and you're asking me that awkward girlfriend question again (no i do not want to procreate with a vag especially 5 mothafucking kids). it's not just the petty girlfriend question it's everything. how on earth do you expect someone to just revoke their freedom consciously? you cannot! you CANNOT! so here i am at home suppressed in this shitty boring state with my never understanding family and it sucks. (now i promised emo at minimum but im kinda frustrated rain check?...also now i'm onto red blooded woman). there's a lot more i want to say but i'll save that for my point foundation application (;D) anyways now that i consciously know this i want to tell my nyc peeps eddie is making an EARLY return to the city. i really don't need to get an internship but it would be most helpful (i mean i have a job waiting basically). how early? i think i want to move back in july, the only problem would be housing and all but hopefully i get help in that department (please?). ok well that's the first post (eventful no?). let me shamelessly plug my graphic design work (dimmingstreetlights.tumblr.com). and i'll let you guys with a most EXQUISITE video of the lovely ms. kylie minogue (i push you and beg you to watch the "x" and "showgirl" tours and the "white diamond" documentary! BEG YOU!). eso es todo ciao chickens! (just double click the vids idk why it's acting like that)