Pilgrims

I've decided to distance myself from social media when a couple nights ago, I found myself absolutely creeping on everybody I work with at Target. This and very minimal use of Facebook are all I'm going to employ the use of until the end of summer. 3 months. In these three months, I hope to make real connections, not based off of social media. While I love social media, I do believe it is destroying what little culture we have left.

There will be more on this and what else has been going on in my life later today. If anybody's reading these, my heart goes out to you, if not, well, that is fine too.

Talk to ya.

By the way, below is a picture of my that I just find hilarious.

-Zack

Sprang Break Part 2

Monday March 30

Spring Break is officially over, and I'm sitting in class. Already this fine morning I have been showered with compliments from my peers saying "you're so smart, you're funny" blah blah fucking blah. Today I'm looking forward to a spectacular day of classes until noon and then Target 2-11, yeah buddy! Sorry for the extra layer of sarcasm, I just got a 90 on a paper and I'm pissed. I'm also hungover. 

The second half of Spring Break was just as stellar as the first half. It was fun and ended with a bang last night. I'll delve into last night in just a little bit. I did some more PR work, kept up on my fitness, starting applying hardcore for summer internships, and just been enjoying life. I worked and worked and worked and was rewarded with quite a handsome check on Friday, on top of the check I received for my PR work. I love money. I know I used to complain about having a life structured around work, but the older I get the more I appreciate it. 

So last night, I got out of work and was invited to join a group of friends of the friend of mine who is moving away. They were having dinner last night at the Fuji Grill which is a local Hibachi and sushi place. It was a birthday/going away dinner. By time we were all seated around two tables there was like 15 of us. It was a huge group. It's such a fun time there because they basically pour liquor down your throat, and they like throw food in your mouth, and it's cool. So I started off with a beer, and next thing you know the chef was going around and around shooting double shots of sake into our mouths, over and over again until we were all feeling it. He kept saying "more sake, more happiness. More sake, more babies." He was a trip. So then came the obligatory photo shoot that has taken over our generation. After that one of the kids who was there invited all of us to come back to his house. So before that a few of us were feeling frisky so we decided to get cigars and smoke them, Morgan and I even stole a car during this at the gas station and drove off with it. It was hilarious. (We returned it.) it was our friends car and we did it as a joke. After that we went to the kids house and smoked out of a big ass hookah and drank wine. The wine was heavy. Eventually we left and I went home in my semi-drunken (drunken) state, and watched the Walking Dead finale, which I add, wasn't even that good. I mean it was alright but I don't understand why everyone is raving over it. It was a great end to break. It was like I came full circle as a junior alcoholic. You know, start drunk, end drunk. No shame. 

I actually don't mind working doubles. I like them a lot, but I should've did more schoolwork over break, because now I feel like I'll just be behind in my schoolwork. Whatever, I'll get it done. 

On a final note, my dreams as of late have been so wild, it sort of freaks me out.

And how could I forget? I tried seafood for the very first time last night, and I ate the whole thing. It was shrimp and I'm pretty sure I'm good with never eating it again. 

The Archdaes Chronicles Book One: Cerberus Chapter 1 UNEDITED

Here is the first chapter of the novel I am currently working on! It's short but sweet! This excerpt is from book one of a new trilogy. Book One of the Archdaes Chronicles: Cerberus. This is unedited in it's original goodness, so please enjoy!

Dunzo

Bright Future

I am finally in the world, and I am making waves. Big ones. I want my name to be known, at least locally (at first) as I build my empire. Physically and mentally I want to reach the next level. All it takes is hard work, a little bit of effort goes a long way. I want to be known as the guy people will call when they need a PR person. I aim to be "the PR Guy." The future looks bright and I am ready to take it on head first. My fire is back and this summer I'm gonna become notorious or at the very least get some more opportunities. I'm addicted to this feeling, I'm addicted to the pay checks and the experience. This is fucking cool man. But just because I have made more time for work doesn't mean I don't have time to play too.😜

I really just think it's important to do what you love. And that is what I'm doing. To have found my niche in life is such a blessing and I couldn't be more grateful to everyone who helped me get here and for all the opportunities to come in the future.

Sprang Break Part 1

Wednesday March 25

Where oh where to begin? I'm soaring.  I cannot believe how neatly everything is falling into place for me. Of course I've really been putting forth the effort. That is what makes the difference.

Right now,  I'm in the barber shop listening to the funny barber shop conversation while I wait for my turn. I'm cutting off all of my hair.  Every time I come here, I swear I feel like I'm in the movie. It's so stereotypical but not in a bad way.

Spring Break has been wonderful to me so far. It started with a bang Friday night because right after class I started drinking. First, at a Mexican restaurant and then at the best house party I have been to in recent years. I even almost did coke!  It was so cool! Anyway, the party was for a friend of mine who is moving to Florida with her boyfriend.  It was their conjoined going away party and boy did I drink. Which of course was bad, because I was supposed to be the DD. (Oops, sorry not sorry. I had fun.) Morgan ended up driving me home but we'll get to that. I was supposed to be driven there with Morgan, but our ride bailed on us. So guess who had to drive? Me. When we got there, there was only a handful of people standing around talking. Soon the beers and the bottles of liquor were opened and the conversation grew more liquid and less awkward. Next thing you know it was a good ol' Grand Island reunion, as if we don't have enough of those every break. Nevertheless when we all get together it's always a good time. We are a clan of junior alcoholics who like loud music and sex. Without going into too many details because I don't entirely remember everything. (My mind was preoccupied with a bottle of tequila, beer, and pineapple jungle juice) And then apparently some of the guys busted out the weed and coke and in my drunken state all I wanted was to get more messed up. Didn't happen, which I'm fine with I guess. Really fun party though, I'm so happy I went because honestly I was nervous to see everyone again, but it was awesome. The only thing that sucked was that when Morgan drove us home she turned my headlights on and I always leave them on auto mode. So when I drove the 30 seconds from her house to mine in my intoxicated state I left my lights all until my battery died, unbeknownst to me. (I really shouldn't have even driven that far I was fucked. Like, super apology drunk saying "I'm so sorry" every 5 seconds although I had nothing to apologize for.) 

So when I went to leave for work the next morning, my car was dead. This led to an awkward moment with my mom's boyfriend that got me all fired up before work. Basically he was trying to tell me how to jump my car and was trying to help me even after I told him I knew what I was doing and that I'm fine. (in fact, he was the one who didn't know what he was doing) But he insisted on being out there and telling me I need a new battery when I knew a I needed was new cables. I took my mom's car to work when mine wouldn't charge. I bought a set of new cables and bada bing my car was guuchi. Then I took Morgan to an improv show done by a local improv theater that happens to be a client of mine for class. It was phenomenal. Back to the boyfriend though, I understand he was just trying to help but I am extremely independent and prideful and when I dismiss you, it simply means I need to do something alone.

Since then break has been all work and very minimal play which I'm fine with, I get a sick high off of working on my PR stuff. The day before break started I was approached by my internship boss to promote his new movie which is premiering next month and so I got an advanced screening of it, and you know it was actually pretty good! Then I was tasked with writing a news release and sending it off to news, radio, television stations, podcasts, the whole "shabang." On top of all this I'm working a 40 hour work week and I've decided to start working out again this week. So, so much for break.

Today for example,  I truly felt like an adult in the working world it was amazing and so liberating. I woke up, layed in bed and tried to figure out what I was gonna do today, played around on Tinder a little bit, (apparently my smile warrants the heart eyes emoji, who knew?) before one of my daily Morgan phone calls told me it was time to do something. So she came over I made coffee and she helped me work on who to call and who to appeal too. (She's a PR major too, and her last name starts with P and mine with R and so one day we will start our own firm called PR-PR. Who wouldn't want to hire a company with that name?! Get outta here.) It was so fun working together on something real. Then she left and I kept working, then I made a phone call to see how my transfer was coming along to no avail. Took a shower, scheduled an oil change, went to the bank and ended up at the barber shop. I had one goal in mind: cut it all off. Then I got back to work, contacted some more media outlets and went out for dinner with my family for my brother's 18th birthday. We went to this Italian restaurant and man was it good. While we were at dinner I was contacted by a local, really well-known radio personality who I scheduled an interview with and either I, or bossman will be talking on the show about the movie. The personality was a kindred spirit in that he also attended Buff State way back when for the same major and he sort of mentored me over the phone.  It was such an amazing phone conversation and he even said I did a great job. I am in the world and I am doing the damn thing. He said I can contact him anytime and I definitely will take him up on that offer he was awesome.

Today and really, this break, have been perfect. And it's only half done. I'm so excited to see what tomorrow brings. ( Schoolwork, Target, PR stuff)

Until then

Confession

I didn't put this in the High School Post. Thought now was the right time.