Went to see Bam Margera. He smacked some fans in the face. I got it on video for you guys
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I dreamed that a guy jumped off of a building and died last night. It was really random. My dream was fairly normal but at the end he was just standing there on the edge holding on to a railing. It was night time in my dream though. He just leaned out and let go and then he hit the ground really hard. It was a way loud thump and it woke me up. I was talking to my family about it at the table and they were getting mad because I was grossing them out. Then a few hours later Slink posted that he saw a dead body today. That really sucks. Hope I don't have more nightmares tonight.
http://www.sltrib.com/sltrib/news/53995815-78/death-library-lake-salt.html.csp#disqus_thread
Well It's the first day of Coachella....for me anyway. I'm working so I had to come out here a day early to do a training/orientation thing. I really like the way every thing is laid out this year. I have a pretty good location right in the center of all the action. Hopefully it doesn't get too crowded though. Today was a pretty easy day since I just had to get out here and do a 3 hour training. Then I had free time to go explore. Some of our friends from past events are here. The Playstation crew and everyone from Red Bull. I love when I work at events where I have done promo modeling for the other sponsors attending because they always make sure you get really spoiled and the more of them you know the more they take care of you. There was a dance party tonight just for fun. The Coachella crew really knows how to have a good time. Now I'm just trying to prep for the inevitable casualties of each events. Someone always loses something at big events. Sunglasses, earrings, keys (that was a fun one), and occassionally clothing It's going to be a good weekend.
I would buy The Buried Life book here http://theburiedlifebook.com/ It's a really good book and it'll inspire you to start going after your dreams. I really did buy a few copies to give out to people that I know.
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Omg I got the worst phone call last night! Alexa's boyfriend called to see if I had seen her. She is really good about checking in with him or someone so it's not like him to not know where she is. I was trying not to be worried but it was 1am when he texted and she's not the type to just take off late at night without telling anyone. Sometimes she works late but he said she got off work at 8 pm and he had called all her friends and work people and no one had seen her. That's when I really started freaking out. So he made the half hour drive to her work and scoured the parking lot looking for her car and I drove past every friends house to see if she was there and texted a bunch of people just in case. I felt bad waking them up but no one had seen her so each person saying they didnt know where she was made me worry more and more. My mom came out to help search too and when we had to start looking at each car accident as we passed and worrying about calling the police or hospitals I was on the verge of tears. That is my biggest fear. I have been through a lot in my life and I can handle a lot of things but I dont think I could ever get over it if I lost a sibling. That is the worst possible thing that could ever happen. It felt like my biggest nightmare coming true. We saw the police so we talked to them and in the end thankfully we found her. I have never been so scared in my life! I think I freaked out on her more than my mom did. I put a gps tracker on her phone and on Jenna's so that now if they go missing I can at least figure out where their phone is as a place to start. I need to get them some tasers or something...
If loving someone and getting hurt is the worst thing you have every experienced then you don’t know what pain is. I’m not saying it doesn’t hurt at all, because I KNOW it does. Sometimes it’s so bad that you can’t eat, you can’t sleep, and all you can do is cry because you miss that person so much. Love can f*ck you up to the point that you don’t even know how you’re ever going to keep going. The thing is, you do. Whether you mean to or not you move on. You just have to let it work itself out and have enough faith in yourself to know that eventually you’ll be ok. The pain doesn’t always go away but after time it becomes more manageable. I’ve been in love I’ve been hurt before. It’s wrecked me in new ways each time. I didn’t think it could get worse and then I would get blindsided from a completely different angle and it would be a whole new kind of pain that I wasn’t prepared for. I always heal from it though. My heart may be a tattered up little patchwork of a thing now but I still have lots of love to give. I’m surprised at how many people say they hate love or avoid love because they don’t want to get hurt. Doesn’t being alone hurt? So in the end you aren’t really doing yourself any favors anyway. I think they are robbing themselves of happiness. Yeah you may love someone and yeah you may get hurt…more than once even, but it’s worth it. I think so anyway. When my friend Rick died one of the messages I got at his funeral was that life is about love and the relationships we make. You can’t take cars, or money with you. It’s all about love. I know I could get hurt and as a matter of fact probably will but that’s ok. I’m not afraid to get my feelings hurt once in a while. I’ll recover. I think love is one of the best things a person can give you and I’m not going to let the fear of getting hurt stop me from loving anybody. I have been thinking about this a lot lately so I have been asking people about it. These are some of the responses I got.
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
“I’m not scared of that. I’m scared of not being enough for anyone else.”
“Not really to be honest. Love is risky and if your willing to risk that then you have already accepted that you may get hurt.” (I couldn’t agree more)
What a busy day! Lately I have been working so much that I forget what day it is and live my life according to events. I got a last minute call for a zombie parade thing last night so I said I would do it. I'm the type of person that will run myself into the ground if I'm not careful. It's one of my flaws that I am trying to work on. I just have the hardest time saying no because I want to try everything all the time! If there is an opening in my schedule I'll try to fill it every time. So first thing I went to hair and make-up at 6 this morning. It took longer than usual because we were all getting made into really creepy zombies. They did full on prosthetics and everything
The parade was really good. I'm probably way too happy and energetic to be a convincing zombie though lol After that I had to rush to the north side to do a meeting. It is with a really nice lady we met up at Sundance. I was happy to see her again and to hear some of her ideas. Then I had to leave straight from there to pick up my check and schedule a years worth of bookings for the team with one of our new clients. I am so stoked to start working with them! It's called Crossaction computers and I go there a lot. I break my laptop all the time and I'm hell on flash drives but they save my pictures and data every time. It's a miracle job too because I total it in ways that people would not believe.
I still had a little bit of time to kill before I had to go work the jazz game so I went mattress shopping with Jenna. That mostly consisted of getting Jamba juice and bouncing on all the beds, but we got the job done. Then I had to rush off to the Jazz game. It was Jazz vs Warriors and even though I don't like the Jazz my money was on them. They won 99-92. I was promoting for RAM so not only did I make money for the promo modeling but I made money on my bet. Double win
I didn't kiss anybody because I forgot it was st. patty's, but luckily I wore green on accident so I didn't get pinched either.
I dreamed that I got sent to China because I had to go to jail. I’m not really sure why. They were deciding if I really had to go or not. While I was there I also had to get surgery because there was a gray thing (it looked like the end of a bullet but it wasn’t metal) that was sticking out of my eyeball. It had yellow puss looking spots all around it. It was REALLY gross. The white of my eye started peeling off in layers. Like dead skin when you get a sunburn…. Well kind of thicker. Maybe more like an onion.
Any idea what this means?
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