A fresh start!
Well kids I deleted a bunch of my older posts today, because I was reading them over and I sounded a little bit like a whiny bitch. Ok, a lot like a whiny bitch, which is the only kind of bitch I never wanna be! The bad ass bitch is more my speed, like Sigorney Weaver in Aliens, or Linda Hamilton from the Terminator. Don't be mad - I'm using the old entries as fodder for my in-progress memoir. The working title - "The long road to the short bus" or "A musicians journey; note by note, blow by blow"). It's gonna be juicy, but would you expect less from MEEE??? For anyone new reading this (which would probably be no one, since I doubt anyone read my old posts,haha), let me first say - welcome random online dude! Now, here's a less-bitchy recap of the previous posts you missed, laid out all sexy Jack Kerouac style:
1.) I grew up in L.A., in the nasty parts they don't put on brochures, but where the news reporters and cops hang out, looking for drugs, murders, and other fantastically heartbreaking stories. I had a rough yet colorful life. I partied like a rock star, dated a rock star, drove in a porshe, rode the bus, wore down shoes to the soles because I couldn't afford new ones, slept in million dollar condos, slept in a tent for a year, loved openly, fully, and naively, have been crushed, ridiculed, beaten, evicted, fired, reprimanded, and heartbroken, but have also known true love, happiness, and freedom, embraced the love of my fellow man (and woman), opened my mind, faced down my fears, became the person I am today and for that I thank God and wouldn't change a minute of it!
2.) I did the school thing before I realized it wasn't my cup of tea, done drugs, (all of em), drank like a fish, had sex on the beach, in a barn (don't ask), in a hospital (again, don't ask), even with celebs (you can ask, but I probably won't answer). Met Eddie Murphy, Steven Segal, Madonna, Sting, you name it, met a lot of amazing, wonderful people and a lot of shitty, manipulative, evil, how-the-fuck-are-you-not-in-jail people (it's L.A. baby - you come for the weather and eye-candy, you get stuck in the traffic next to a douchebag with a penchant for oogling your tits)
3.) Aspiring musician (still going strong) with a record contract a day away, maybe two. Bad-ass with a pick, singer, folksy songwriter, sex symbol, award winningly modest, artist, collaborator, band member, friend, lover, fashion designer, sculptor, painter, palm reader, nature and animal lover, part-time vegetarian and full time hippie, happy-go-lucky chick. Life is tough, but so am I and everyday I'm getting closer to my dream of singing for a living - my passion!
I'll keep you updated, of course, random online dude. It's a pleasure to meet you!
Love,
Em
1.) I grew up in L.A., in the nasty parts they don't put on brochures, but where the news reporters and cops hang out, looking for drugs, murders, and other fantastically heartbreaking stories. I had a rough yet colorful life. I partied like a rock star, dated a rock star, drove in a porshe, rode the bus, wore down shoes to the soles because I couldn't afford new ones, slept in million dollar condos, slept in a tent for a year, loved openly, fully, and naively, have been crushed, ridiculed, beaten, evicted, fired, reprimanded, and heartbroken, but have also known true love, happiness, and freedom, embraced the love of my fellow man (and woman), opened my mind, faced down my fears, became the person I am today and for that I thank God and wouldn't change a minute of it!
2.) I did the school thing before I realized it wasn't my cup of tea, done drugs, (all of em), drank like a fish, had sex on the beach, in a barn (don't ask), in a hospital (again, don't ask), even with celebs (you can ask, but I probably won't answer). Met Eddie Murphy, Steven Segal, Madonna, Sting, you name it, met a lot of amazing, wonderful people and a lot of shitty, manipulative, evil, how-the-fuck-are-you-not-in-jail people (it's L.A. baby - you come for the weather and eye-candy, you get stuck in the traffic next to a douchebag with a penchant for oogling your tits)
3.) Aspiring musician (still going strong) with a record contract a day away, maybe two. Bad-ass with a pick, singer, folksy songwriter, sex symbol, award winningly modest, artist, collaborator, band member, friend, lover, fashion designer, sculptor, painter, palm reader, nature and animal lover, part-time vegetarian and full time hippie, happy-go-lucky chick. Life is tough, but so am I and everyday I'm getting closer to my dream of singing for a living - my passion!
I'll keep you updated, of course, random online dude. It's a pleasure to meet you!
Love,
Em
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