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So here's a paradox:

I had a great night with Chazz and Kyle by da' pool, I'm also so very excited for Electric Daisy Carnival with JoJo [among others], and I'm going to use this opportunity to say this will be my final blog post. I'm handing my password over to a friend.

This site was created as a way to soothe my pains. Last year I went through one of the roughest periods in my life when the health of two family members deteriorated and I quickly learned that the people I associated with did not care a damn about anyone but themselves. More parodies than people... always full of ridicule. The words of endearment were false bells in my ears. At points I became like them. Oh god. I was a blind man, and rebirth does not come easily, especially when scorched by fire.

Unfortunately this site continues to bring back memories of that time from June to October when I was swindled of finances, friendship, and fraternity by 3 people in particular, and it's like poison welled up in my chest. I was contacted a week ago by one of the people aforementioned, and it produced a lump in my throat, but I blocked her without a word. Curious, I then, for the first time in two full seasons, read the blog of her friend. It angered me. It made me want to lash out. It still does. My pain was being treated like a joke. I then heard of what an ex-friend turned manipulative druggie did [the financial swindler] and I wanted to scream. The three of them have not changed, and it saddens me.

So that is why I MUST conclude this blog. That life of poison is not for me to live. I have two best friends -- JoJo and Chazz -- who I can honestly say I love. I've never been able to say that about just friends before. Do you know what it's like to feel loved by a friend? Truly loved, with no second considerations, no ill emotions, no walls of faith, no barriers left uncrossed? I do.

I also came to fall in love with music and the scene which surrounds it. I dance! I would not have imagined it in a million years, but I go out at least three times a month and dance and laugh! God, I love my life. I've endured. I've met beautiful friends and dated wonderful women, and most importantly my family is healthy. I want to march forward. I want to write. I want to teach. I want to love.

And dance.

Above & Beyond feat. Richard Bedford "Thing Called Love" Official Music ...

Okay, I promise, this is my last music tribute to A&B.

Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about my future family. I have a lot of ideas running around in my head about how contemporary families and parents are flawed. I'll write them down sometime.

“Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves... for growing up.” - Wonder Years

Another exciting night at Afterlife with JoJo. Also met up with Dylon and Brian Zandi along with a kid named "Reptar" (awesome) and a woman named "Bird" (eh). One more week to EDC! I can't wait. =]

Got a fauxhawk, lawls.

A woman pretended to be a 17-year-old to draw out incriminating evidence from her ex-husband via Facebook. But an investigation after his arrest showed that he was the true online mastermind. Oh, the e-intrigue!

According to the Smoking Gun, 29-year-old Angela Voelkert created a fake account for 17-year-old “Jessica Studebaker," complete with a trashily attractive photo, and friended her ex-husband. Then, in an attempt to gain information she could use against him in a custody battle, she chatted him up. He said he put a GPS tracking device on his ex-wife's car, the more easily to monitor her every move. And he told "Jessica" that "you should find someone at your school…that would put a cap in her ass for $10,000." He had plans to "take care of" old Angela, he said. Heavily based on the exchanges, the FBI arrested 38-year-old David Voelkert on Friday, but did he ever have a surprise for them.

Suspecting it was Angela all along, David Voelkert had gotten a notarized affidavit shortly after Jessica came online. In it, he said that he believed this was not a real person but rather his ex-wife or someone she knows. He said he was engaging with this person and lying in order to gain proof that his ex-wife was tampering with his personal life, proof he would then use himself in court. "In no way do I have plans to leave with my children or do any harm to Angela Dawn Voelkert or anyone else," he wrote above the Indiana notary's stamp. He then kept one copy and gave another to a relative for backup.

The timeline worked, his affidavit coming days before he said anything incriminating. The notary was interviewed, the document authenticated, and his case was dismissed. Situations like this are why the phrase "Oh, snap!" was invented

Menarebetterthanwomen. =p

So my kids at McAuliffe ESD got me gifts. =]

- A new wallet. I needed one! My hemp wallet is about four years old now.
- Cookies. Mmm, all gone.
- A sign that says "Mr. Costa is the best! Hope your (sic) my teacher for high school!"
- A $10 I-tunes gift certificate. Just purchased Above & Beyond's new album Group Therapy.
- A $10 (I think?) Sonic card.

I love my job. Gonna miss these rascals if I work at Morningside again next semester with JoJo and Ryan, but I also miss those kids! Argh.

Also one of the kids came up to me and said I was the "dad I never had." At Morningside one of the kids - admittedly probably my favorite - asked if I could be his dad, too. Lol. Tear-jerking bastards.




ELECTRIC DAISY CARNIVAL IN ONE WEEK.