Annotations of Myself.

This is my first post. What to say.....

I've wanted to start a blog on blogger for a long time now. It's time to wean myself from the demons known as "myspace.com".

So what do I write about? What do I say? Should I talk about myself, or is that too selfish? Well I guess I'm selfish. This is my blog. This is getting off to a rough start. I'm just going to jump into this lake feet first and naked. Let's go....

So my name is Cody. I am 20 and moved to Oregon from Louisiana almost 2 years go. I moved for myself, but moved to Oregon for someone else. Was this a stupid decision? Maybe, but I like to think you can make anything into a positive. It is true that I tend to make it into a negative. But we will get to that later. Lets start at the beginning.

My mother moved around alot during my first 18 years. Between Kindergarten and my senior year I had moved 16 times. Is this too early? Let's skip ahead to....now?

So I'm an aspiring fashion designer. Don't laugh, I'm serious. It's not a dream, it's a goal, and I will get there one day. But right now I'm more worried about how I am getting to work tomorrow as my car broke down.

I drive a 1979 Mercedes Benz 300SD Turbodiesel Sedan. It is silver, 4 door, has a sunroof (That does not work), and is named Bertrice. I apparently ran it out of oil. I haven't the slightest clue as to what is under the hood of a vehicle. My mother did all of that before I moved away. Yes, my mother was a mechanic, a carpenter, and a boxer. My mother is amazing. She now lives in Arkansas were she does not work. They have decided she is Bipolar Schizophrenic. So she now lives off the government because she cannot hold a job. I still believe she is a beautiful person. She is just gifted.....

I moved to Oregon for a boy. A boy who I fell madly in love with. A boy who broke my heart. A boy who just doesn't understand. So now I am stuck here, in Oregon, because of financial reasons. Yes, and aspiring fashion designer from Louisiana.....moved to Oregon. It doesn't make since, I know. But my reasoning was, I either need to be on the west or east coast for fashion design. So I thought this was a step and later I would easily move down to L.A.

It's not so easy. I love when I assume and no one else can tell me anything. I'm stubborn, and because of that I fuck myself over.

I have now been in Oregon for almost 2 years. Two long years. Especially this last one.

So this sounds depressing. I'm not a depressed person. I promise. I'm a fun person. I tend to be cynical, but I'm not a downer. I like to keep my head up so that I can see something good and bring it down. That's what I do. That's who I am.

I don't like describing or explaining myself in one entry. I like to think there is more to myself than that. I like to analyze as I go. That's what I do. That's who I am.

Now that the first entry is out of the way, I can get on to bigger and better things. Like why I am currently working two jobs, with one of them being customer service at fucking Petsmart. Or why the hell Britney Spears wanted to go and shit on anything she ever had. And maybe I will talk a little more about my spectacular mother and share some life experiences. Like the time she decided I needed to learn how to drive.

I was 8.

I learned.

I love her, I really do.



-Cody