Why Don't You Blog About It?
So I figured this would much easier than sending out a facebook message or an email every once in a while...we'll see if I can actually stick with it. Those familiar with Mr. Sharpton's Blog...don't expect the same level of writing from me.
Maybe it's because I've been living in Ruston so long, but it seems like everywhere I turn in this city I see beautiful women. Tons of them...however when your walking around with your mother all day they might as well not even be there. Who am I kidding though? It's not like I'd actually do anything about it anyway. Also, as Mr. Guy would say, there are tons of "trustifarians" here. White dudes with dreads, Marley T-shirt, smell of herb coming off them, while walking around with their didgeridoo. I guess that's enough about the people, was the first thing that came to my mind.
My day of flight was exactly that. My mom and I went to this Italian resturant they regularly visit. Great food, and they even offered me a free beer. I was tired and, amazingly, declined. I TURNED DOWN A FREE BEER. That's special, y'all remember that shit.
You go everywhere on a tram here. Fairly convinent. My parents live well into the city. Chad was right, there are lots of different people here. Certain people live in certain parts of the city. My parents live in a very Dutch area, which sounds odd since they live in Holland, but you'd be suprised to see all the different areas. I ganked this image from some Dutch tourist site.
So...I don't talk awhole lot now. I'm kinda uncomfortable here. I like the city, but I just feel out of place. While I don't fit in with the droves of tourists walking around in "I love America" shirts, I don't fit in with the locals either. Just feel out of place. Even Google is in a language I don't understand. I'll pretty much let you know now that there won't be any crazy stories. I'm just too much of a pussy to actually go out on my own and explore or goto the club/bar at night. It's a shame...blast my courage.
The weather is about 70 all day. It's good to see my parents and animals again, but it's going to be a long month...
Maybe it's because I've been living in Ruston so long, but it seems like everywhere I turn in this city I see beautiful women. Tons of them...however when your walking around with your mother all day they might as well not even be there. Who am I kidding though? It's not like I'd actually do anything about it anyway. Also, as Mr. Guy would say, there are tons of "trustifarians" here. White dudes with dreads, Marley T-shirt, smell of herb coming off them, while walking around with their didgeridoo. I guess that's enough about the people, was the first thing that came to my mind.
My day of flight was exactly that. My mom and I went to this Italian resturant they regularly visit. Great food, and they even offered me a free beer. I was tired and, amazingly, declined. I TURNED DOWN A FREE BEER. That's special, y'all remember that shit.
You go everywhere on a tram here. Fairly convinent. My parents live well into the city. Chad was right, there are lots of different people here. Certain people live in certain parts of the city. My parents live in a very Dutch area, which sounds odd since they live in Holland, but you'd be suprised to see all the different areas. I ganked this image from some Dutch tourist site.
So...I don't talk awhole lot now. I'm kinda uncomfortable here. I like the city, but I just feel out of place. While I don't fit in with the droves of tourists walking around in "I love America" shirts, I don't fit in with the locals either. Just feel out of place. Even Google is in a language I don't understand. I'll pretty much let you know now that there won't be any crazy stories. I'm just too much of a pussy to actually go out on my own and explore or goto the club/bar at night. It's a shame...blast my courage.
The weather is about 70 all day. It's good to see my parents and animals again, but it's going to be a long month...
posted by K E L L E N at 1:08 PM
9 Comments:
you pansy... you'll go steal the letters from in front of a greek house while they are throwing a party, then mingle with them immediately after... but you wont go to a bar in amsterdam by yourself....sad. you just need to get drunk before you decide to go out. That makes you about the most friendly, courageous nigga ive ever met. Let loose and enjoy your time man...while others are stuck in school...working...like right now...as im writing this. go find you a wooden-shoe-wearing hottie and try to have some fun... no fatties now, i said a hottie---and i want pictures(not with you, just her). they're all artsy over there and you are an amature photographer---make something happen. Look man, ill hold down the old apt. as long as you promise to try to enjoy your time over there. Have fun and keep us updated. Peace Nig
Well, well, finally the Kellen has come to blogger! Nice to have you. I agree with (who I believe to be Jason above) you just need a few beers in you (or some of those brownies, or "space shakes") and then you'll be clubbin' like Lohan.
One word of advice, don't mingle with the "trustifarians" white men with short hair cannot grow dreadlocks. Advice is now over.
Be safe dude, and have a good time!
By the way, you silly white boy, I just linked to you from my page, so now you really do have to update this sumbitch. Also the polite thing to do would be to link back. Email me if you don't know how.
Later!
Christ dude, you need to have a good time!!! Loosen up and gank some girls pants off.... I'm sure you haven't forgotten how to do that. Peace.
-KY
Cool deal with the blog.
But man.. turn down a free beer? After a flight? You may be in doubt, but that little green card in your wallet says that you NEVER turn down a free beer AFTER a flight. Don't let it happen again.
And yeah man, these guys are right. Find a hottie in clogs and then make her kick them off in a fit of ecstasy. Then post pictures. Thanks, and have fun!
-Greg
I rolled around in your bed naked last week. Hope you enjoy the Jager better then I did...it was a friend and now it's and enemy.
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aaaaahhh hahaha! you are a funny man my little boy toy (is that equal to sugar momma?? i'm not sure-dont tell joel i called you that...) BITE ME!
Very best site. Keep working. Will return in the near future.
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