My name is David. I live in Singapore, but I do not love it. Instead, I love New York City. I want to become a fashion photographer, but I'm stuck serving in the military. I also love Steven Klein and Lara Stone. Wish me luck for my SATs!

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This past weekend I went to a party on Saturday night. It was the birthday party of this guy whose studio we always use when I used to assist before enlisting. It was semi-weird, mostly “industry” people, and most of whom I don’t know. Still, it was nice to see the people I did know again.There’s always this small group of horrible people who will always see you as an assistant and talk to you pretty rudely, though. For example, this dude asks me what I’m doing and I tell him I’m an arms technician. And he looks at me all disgusted and goes, “Cushy.”Last warning.But whatever. I’m so tired today. I went to see Scissor Sisters last night and had such a great time dancing my butt off and hanging out. It was so much fun! I was so close to the front, no complaints at all!Today, though, I’m just sad. Can’t explain it. Well, I mean, I guess I can. But instead of explaining it, I’m just going to go put Adele’s 19 on repeat. 

This past weekend I went to a party on Saturday night. It was the birthday party of this guy whose studio we always use when I used to assist before enlisting. It was semi-weird, mostly “industry” people, and most of whom I don’t know. Still, it was nice to see the people I did know again.

There’s always this small group of horrible people who will always see you as an assistant and talk to you pretty rudely, though. For example, this dude asks me what I’m doing and I tell him I’m an arms technician. And he looks at me all disgusted and goes, “Cushy.”

Last warning.

But whatever. I’m so tired today. I went to see Scissor Sisters last night and had such a great time dancing my butt off and hanging out. It was so much fun! I was so close to the front, no complaints at all!

Today, though, I’m just sad. Can’t explain it. Well, I mean, I guess I can. But instead of explaining it, I’m just going to go put Adele’s 19 on repeat. 

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