Butterfly

Took a pretty cool shot of a butterfly today just wanted to share lol.
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Damn I cant post the high quality on this for some reason because the picture gets cut off if its to big when I post. Oh well haha. Doesn't do the image justice.

Sequence some more!!

So let me tell you.... it is a game of passion and it will turn your foes into friends and your friends into foes...dont get it, you will when you have enjoy a victorious win in sequence...or loss. Tonight, as ashamed as i am of saying this i lost 5 in a row AGAIN. And I am a super sore loser especially when you cant belive it because you were soo close of achieving it. Well thats it for my post i am still upset about my tragedy so until i become triumphant many times again.

Why Sequence?

Sequence is a game of skill, luck, and the ability to kick another person's ass, all of which we are good at.





Anyways, Sequence is a game of sweat. What do I mean by sweat? I mean.. mental sweat. That's right, it will be so taxing on your mind that it will make your brain go through respiration. Or maybe that's the feeling you get when you're getting pounding by professionals like us. And it doesn't really matter what we did before, whether we took the SAT's again for fun, or because of ping pong (another thing we'll smash you guys at) we will always be willing for a game of Sequence.

Now now, let's remember that we are still decent and kind people. But throw us in the stadium of Sequence, and we're gladiators. As Justin has already pointed out, being "homo" is part of our elite strategy which always gives us the edge. Whether is be that the other guys are jealous, or that girls are envious of our sexual drive, either way, it makes them lose track of the game. Maybe another reason why people think we are "homo" is simply because they have a lack of a better word for "someone who will smash you in Sequence."


I have got to say, that the word losers doesn't even belong to a winner's dictionary. Instead of losers, we call them enemies, enemies that we will crush.







So yes, if you guys ever have a free night, 1 hour-10 hours. Let us know, pretty boys are always on our feet, or fingers, to whoop yo ass. Oh, and by the way, I think I just shitted in my pants to how true this blog is.

Why sequence makes us sexy.

Now a lot of our fans have been wondering about this game we play called Sequence. Now us Pretty Boys are not only amazing athletes and jocks as you would know if you ever see us play Ping Pong. We like to switch it up and play strategic games such as sequence once in a while. I mean not everyone can connect 5 chips in a row like us.

Why do we play Sequence all sweaty? We'll to answer that question its because we usually play after a hardcore game of Ping Pong. We like to exercise our minds with Sequence after we got a workout playing Ping Pong. We call it the full body workout routine.

Why do we sometimes act "homo" while playing this game? It's all part of our gaming strategy; it throws our competition off.

Now if you think you got what it takes to play us Sequence elitists feel free to challenge us. Don't think we'll go easy on you either. When you think you're winning I'll throw a one-eyed jack down on you, yeh thats right. When you think I'm winning, you're right. I probably got a two-eyed jack in my hand.

You'll never know though because we always got our poker faces on:
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Sequence

So Jessica brought up the idea of posting about a certain subject.




So for the next 4 posts, I think all four of us should post about the same thing, with varying perspectives about Sequence. Probably should be interesting. Read it niggas

Jumping off second story buildings.

So I was out riding last night with Maryanne, Car, and Drea. After our ride from the UC bucket we decided to all to go to Micheal Korn-walker's new condo for his housewarming party.

I picked up Anne and met up with Drea, Car, and David we head in and run into hella familiar faces, it was cool. Took some shots, drank some beer got a buzz going on. Met this girl named Madonna chopped it up with her she's real cool. Well some girl kept bumping into Madonna so she pushed the girl back. This girl comes back trying to start drama so I gotta help hold this other girl back from Madonna. The song "Girl Fight" starts playing during this so we all started laughing then some friends of the other girl takes her away, drama ends there.

Well party goes on from there just talking and playing Rock Band. Supposedly there is some drama happening outside with one of the neighbors who stole an Ipod. Long story short this guy runs to his house pulls out a gun. people start running away trying to leave the house. People say don't run towards the guy with the gun so people were forcing everyone to get inside the house cause the only way out was towards him. So yep me and a bunch of others are the ones stuck in the house lol. We all head to the very back of the house in the bedroom.

Some guy breaks the window screen and says can we jump off this shit. LOL we are on the second floor on a Condo. Well it was jump able so he jumped off. I jump off second I think. The girls were all scared to jump so I had to catch all of them on their way down. Felt like a firefighter or something lol. Anyways as the last of us manage to get down the cops arrived.

Hella people ran and scattered. 3 people were still stuck on the roof when the cops got there hahaha. I got separated with Anne when she ran because Drea, and Car didn't want to run. We got searched and questioned. Nobody really talked then we were free to let go after they got our ID's. So yeh that was basically my night. It was hella fun though. Just hella crazy. I'm sad because my new pants are pretty dirty from jumping off roofs and sitting on the ground being questioned by cops.

Why do all the crazy things happen when I'm at parties in the Southside lol. Basically I hate people who start drama over stupid things. Come on a damn Ipod. Hope that guy gets it back.

Epiphany.

So I don't normally do this, but I wanted to shed some light on an artist for all you beloved readers.

Chrisette Michele. I think her most recent hit is "Epiphany (I'm Leaving)." You might've heard it on the radio. I heard it once and I liked the song a lot, but like most radio cases, they never tell you the artist so I didn't think much of it. Just recently I was looking for some music to add to my forever growing library and came across the song again. Thanks to iTunes, I sampled some of her other songs to see if I wanted to download her album. I really enjoyed her style and the production of her music. For me, if I like more than three songs of an artist, I'll usually download the whole album because the other songs are pretty good as well. It's nice to appreciate an artist's single, but it's better to listen to their whole album because I'm sure they put as much effort into other songs as their singles. Anyways, Chrisette Michele has two albums out for now.

I Am (2007)















Epiphany (2009)















Check out those albums. She's done work with Ne-Yo and says that Ne-Yo changed her whole perception of music and singing. Her singing style is jazz influenced, but not too much to where you start thinking she belongs in the jazz section. You can definitely hear the "soul" in her music. Notable songs for me include Notebook, What You Do, Epiphany, and Like A Dream. Overall, her albums are worth listening. If you're into R&B or Soul, Chrisette Michele is definitely someone you should have in your ipod or zune or whatever.


I just wanted to mention another artist real quick. I'm pretty sure most of you have already heard of her, but I just wanted to say that Corinne Bailey Rae's debut album is awesome. I've been listening to it a lot and I don't see myself getting sick of it anytime soon. Her self-titled album features hits like Like A Star, Trouble Sleeping, and Put Your Records On. I can't wait for her to release a sophomore album.

Corinne Bailey Rae (2007)















If you don't already have her in your music library, then you are a hater of music. lol.

Morning.

This is probably the earliest I've been up in a long time. I woke up at 9:30 this morning. WOW! I'm still pretty tired though...and I'll probably end up taking a nap at some point during the day. 


Anyways, I went to a pretty dope 80's themed party/bboy barbeque last night. They were blasting music and they had a sessioning floor on the patio. I wish I could break..but I can't. =( The real bboys there were good though. Honestly, it felt so awesome seeing everyone come together by this art form we call "hip hop." It wasn't about who was better or trying to show off like you're the shit. We all just came together to have a good time and dance. Even though I'm pretty sure not everyone knew how to dance or break, we all had an appreciation of hip hop and the disputed culture that surrounds it. Of course you could tell who had been breaking for years and who had probably just started, but it didn't matter because we all had one love towards hip hop. There was some pretty sick dancers there though.

Speaking of sick dancers, I ran into Slim from Supreme Soul there. haha. Random. At a previous party a few months ago, I ran into Mitch at a random party. Apparently, Supreme Soul likes to hang out in San Jose. Anyways, I knew I recognized him from somewhere. I asked him just to make sure, and it wasn't like I was going to get star struck and be like "OMG!! ARE YOU, LIKE, SLIM FROM ABDC!?!?!" If there was any excitement from meeting him, it would be because of his work in Funks SF and his house dancing. I talked to him about house and where the best house clubs are. As the night went forth, he was pretty drunk and so was I. It was hella funny because every time I ran into him, he'd have a new can of beer, and I ran into him maybe about 6 times? hahaha.  I also found out that he is Vietnamese! wtf!? I thought he was filipino, which is completely ironic because I always get mistaken as filipino too. We started hella laughing cause people always think we're filipino. hahaha...by the way, I'm Viet and Chinese. 


Eventually, the cops came and broke up the party. Boo...Addy and I bounced quickly as possible. As we were walking to the car, a cop car pulled someone over trying to leave the party. He probably almost hit the cop or was driving on the wrong side of the road. When we saw that, we just booked it and took off. lol. When I got home, I just crashed. Now I'm blogging about it yeee!

That was my saturday night. Thanks to Addy for inviting me. 

One More Hour

Comfortable - John Mayer


This song just depresses me.




One more hour till work. Another day, another grind. One day world, when I don't need to work, I will kick your ass.

spilling truth

Time to Unwind..

I plan on being a bit more consistent with my posts.



Anyways, to set the mood, I've had an intense last week, even the days following the last final because of work. As you all may, or may not, know, it is memorial day weekend. And when people don't work they love to go to Best Buy and ruin my fucking day. Well, there were a few incredibly nice people, typically white, who seemed to make me love my job and just makes me feel good about myself.


I want to set this out to all those ignorant fucks out there who have a job other than retail and are reasonably older than me. Don't ever look down on a cashier or a customer representative, the only reason why we ever give in to your bullshit is cause we're tired of dealing with assholes like you. Just because I am working 30+ hours a week doesn't mean I have my full attention in school, and to be honest, that puts me on top of your rank, because I can balance two life responsibilities at once. Roll up in your fucking Mercedes Benz bitch, cause I don't give a fuck. Show me your damn diploma, but I'll still reject your 3-month old return item. For all I know, that diploma could mean that you cheated your way out, while I'm the one making money while I'm getting my education. Next thing you know, when I get my damn PHD in psychology, I'll slap you with my hundred dollar bills and shit on your junk ass Benz. Believe me, if the world were ranked in accordance with intellect, you fucks would be at the bottom.

And for all you fucks who decide that using your superiority over your co-workers is awesome, well get this, it fucking isn't. If I were to be a damn supervisor, I would control the world with love, not this animistic ideal and make everybody feel miserable. I don't give a fuck if you've been with a company for 20 years, you still better give the respect people deserve. Give me an order, but thank me afterwards. Tell me to wash the floor with a toothbrush, but tell me I did a good job. Isn't that simple enough? Apparently, it fucking isn't with these assholes believing that a higher salary means a bigger penis. Which, by the way, is no contest for me.



I met Milpitas Best Buys' district manager and I gotta say, he was an awesome guy. And yet to see people below him act like idiots, surprises me that they even landed the spot. I'm a man of my word and I will never disrespect a person unless I have been disrespected. The problem I have is letting people know that something is bothering me about them, until the moment I explode and make it known to the world. Remember, I may be somewhat of a youngin' and new to the fucking company, but I bring in a hell of a lot more revenue, hard work, dedication, credit card applications, leadership, friendship, honesty, customer service, speed, intellect than you ever will bring into your damn life. Also, you can't judge me by one hours' work to your one hour.






That was good.




So I haven't told many people about my new passions so I will now.

1. Cars

I've always driven a legend of a car, my 1985 Toyota Celica GT. A car that was my dad's first car, the car that he literally waxed every week. I now own two cars, both my Celica as well as a 2009 Scion TC. And I gotta say that the TC has given me a lot of experience and passion towards cars, even if it may not be the fastest. I bought jacks, jackstands, a creeper, tools, cleaned the garage and do a whole bunch of shit now just so I can get deeper into cars. I honestly have been working to the point where I can offer help for some people and make a little side money.

I'll make a post later about what I had done to my TC, but I can tell you know that I plan on restoring my Celica 100% to working and showcase condition. Following the completion of my TC, I plan on purchasing an EG, Honda Civic Hatchback, black. Going to start off with an engine swap, and possibly all performance. Yeah, and I don't plan on selling any cars in the future.

If you guys ever have any questions about any of your cars, please feel free to ask me questions, I can guarantee I am not going to completely be accurate nor helpful, but everyone has got to start somewhere and diagnosing problems is one of easiest way for me to learn.


2. Photography

Money is always an issue. I was about to buy a DSLR when I had started to work on my car. To be honest, if I were able to make an in-home dark room, it would be perfect, because I believe that nothing can ever defeat the quality and feel of the film. I recently purchased a Fisheye No. 2 camera from lomography, and I must say that even if Walgreens develops my film, it is such a different experience. No more checking out the screen to see if you took the shot right, or to get a brighter flash, but to depend on your skill and expertise and learn through already developed photos. My next stop is definitely going to be either a Holga or M3 camera. The vintage look and classic feel of the pictures is far more superior to me than what a 15 megapixel camera with zoom lens can produce. (But I still want a DSLR, hahaha)


3. Biking


The theme for my summer is to be in shape. I've remodeled my eating structure, work out time, and habits to hopefully result with a more satisfied body. With that, I plan on purchasing a street bike, something like a fixed bike. I had always been interested in them, I just never had a true opportunity to take advantage and buy one, but I believe that it will only enhance my theme for the summer.


If you bike yourself or just are interested in them, please leave a comment and I'll respond do you directly and immediately.




Anyways, time flies when you have a lot to say, but I gotta admit that time flies fast no matter what you do. Whether it be playing ping pong or even staring at a white wall, the next time you look at your watch, you'll notice that the time you looked away is the time you forgot about time. Time will never leave us, because unfortunately it is something we base our lives upon. Remember the days when we never worried about time, but more about when the sun went down so we can get some free food from our parents?






It's been an extremely long day for me, and it will be again for me tomorrow, so until then, enjoy the rest of your memorial weekend.



good night

Fuck You Accounting





You give me one page to take down your final exam?!


Then I will make it one page of greatness. I'll face you in about 2 hours, only to where I will kick your ass, and make it so that the only accounting I will have to do is count how badly I will own you.




But really, I'm fucking scared of accounting. Wish me luck.



good morning

Confessions

So here i am again typing due to people begging me to post something new haha jk. Though i am not one to be open and express myself freely, i like to do it from time to time whether it takes me every three months or every three years. Don't get me wrong i try to be open but growing up i had no one to open too. This may sound like a sad story but its not i believe it has made me wiser and honestly i don't know why i'm speaking like this, maybe its be the recent activities going on that's grab my attention from my own little world or maybe its me realizing that i'm growing up and i still haven't accomplish anything.

Most of my life and probably til this day my mentality has been i can do it better then they can if only i had the proper height or lifestyle etc. But i was so ignorant to notice my own ego for that matter. At first i thought it was confidence then i thought i realize it was being conceded but it was just mere stupidity that has left me in these past couple of years wondering who was i and where did i belong. I'm still looking for that answer today but i'm not as anxious to find the answer, why? Because i spent most of my time trying to look for that answer and i have only found that i was wasting my time and that i let a lot of good things slip away. Luckily i have the company of a few good loking men they know who they are haha.

Honestly i may sound cliche but pretty much everything has already been done and said, im just trying to express myself from experience. I hope that made sense to you guys haha its just people only do things the way they do because thats how there taught. We take what we learn and attempt to apply it with our everyday life situation. I'm not trying to make life sound dull because it isn't, we all do the same thing we just choose to do it our own way. For example all of us are here to live how we live is up to us. Our jobs, or lifestyle, who we chose to love, and who we choose to hate.

Well the main point of my blog session today was letting everyone know that i might join the Air force. Why i might join the air force is because of what i said earlier, i haven't accomplish much in the last 3 years only to drop out of college twice. But the reason why i might not join is because i made a wager with myself and that's if by September i have done something to progress my life where im going somewhere then i'd stay and take a chance. I know 3 and a half months is short to prove to myself that i should stay but i wasted too much time being lazy and disappointing myself and my family. Well whatever happens im going to do my best not try, DO my best ive been trying these past 10 years and it has left me with nothing to be proud of. Well its getting early i havent slept and its 730 in the morning this will be the end of my post hope you enjoyed my rambling ill try to post more often to those who want me too. If you would like to suggest anything leave a comment i'll be sure to get to it in within the next few days haha because i check this blog o so often. other than that im out.

P.S. Felix how do i change my name from INTREX to something else let me know, If you even read this haha

Infamy.

So this past weekend was my birthday. I have to say, I sure as hell didn't expect all that happened that day. It started out great, just chillin with some peoples Thursday night. I got a nice call from a friend that wished me happy birthday. I have to say, that was probably the highlight of my birthday. I'm just gonna get right down to the dirty dirty of it. This might be lengthy, but I need to mention the details. I'm going to cite this from MY own perspective, but TRY to stay unbiased. I'll do my best.

About a week prior to my birthday, I had planned to have a get together at Fallon's house. Let me just make a quick note that Fallon is a good friend of mine. Keep that in mind. We've had a couple of pleasant deep conversations and what not. On top of that, her and her roommates' house was the kick-it spot. So I figured, why not just have it there since everyone goes there anyways; its a familiar enviornment. So I went ahead and asked the house owners if it was ok. They all said it was fine. Then I invited people and most of them replied they were down to come through. However, they had a show that Friday evening, but that's why I didn't plan a big dinner or anything. Just a get together where I could see my good friends. It was set; meet up at Fallon's after the show. Simple right? Not quite.

A week rolls by and it's the day of. My plan was to go watch the show that MVP(the dance crew that my friends were in) at Battle of the Tribes at Overfelt High school. Unfortuantely, Lance and I were not allowed in because our attire was believed to be "gang colored." It was because of the little TEAL I had on my shoes and the GREY LOAFERS that Lance was wearing. We said fuck it, and bounced. We went to go eat at Chili's and played ping pong for a chunk of the day haha. The night arrives and it's almost time to head over to Fallon's with the homies. Kevin was working and we were waiting for him to get off. We all finally meet up at 7-11 and it's about 11:00 pm. Before we all head over there, I text a good friend of mine just to see what the situation is. He informs me that pretty much everyone is going to sleep. Honestly, I was a little disappointed, but I completely understood. They just had a show, danced like crazy, and I'm sure they were tired. I just said "It's ok, I understand. Thanks for letting me know." The only problem I had at this point was just finding something else to do.

Then I get a call from Fallon. She basically tells me what I already knew, that everyone is tired and are about to crash. I just say, it's ok. She also tells me that everyone thought I was at a party in Milpitas and that I basically flaked on everyone.....would I really do that? I have no idea where that rumor came from but that was the word that was going around, even though I had not talked to them in a week. Let me tell you, I was not at a party in Milpitas. The last thing I said to everyone was "Get together at Fallon's on my bday after Battle of the Tribes." She said she heard it from someone...hmmm, suspicious much? So in result, people "left" because they thought I having a blast in Milpitas. LOL. Moments later, I get a text from my friend. He tells me he just lied to me and feels really bad. I find out that Fallon told him to tell me not come over because everyone is pretty much gone. But really, people WERE there and the real reason was that Vanessa and her girlfriend JJ wanted to come through to the house. Since they wanted to come over, Fallon couldn't have me there because it'll have an awkward atmosphere and all this bullshit. I became furious. Not because it was my birthday, not because couple of the year was going to be there, I was pissed off because Fallon lied to me, to my face, well, it was on the phone, but she was putting all this bullshit in my ear. 

I couldn't believe it. Remember how I said earlier that Fallon was a good friend? I have no idea what happened. I don't know what I did to deserve a betrayal of epic porportions. I'm completely truthful when I say I would not have given a shit if Vanessa and her sidekick were there. I didn't invite them, but it's not like I can kick them out, I would have just gone on with my business. All that scheming was unnecessary. I get a call from Layne, a down ass girl thats not afraid to say what's up and a good friend, and she tells me that all of them were confused as to if I was still having the get together at her place. Wasn't I? I recall telling everyone to be there and nothing more. She reasons that it was because I never really "confirmed" anything, especially with the house owners. She was right, maybe I could have been a little more clear as to what was going on. But the thing is, I didn't know how clear a simple get together had to be. I don't know what could be more clearer than "Meet up at Fallon's after your show." Another thing is that no one bothered to ask me themselves. They all have my number and not one person "confused" called me or txted me. They just assumed. Last time I checked, we're not little kids anymore and we don't need a daily reminder as to what is happening throughout the week. If anything was changed, I would have informed everyone, other than that, what was planned was still planned.

That is what went down that night. I still had a good time as me and the homeboys just went to Addy's house and played beer pong. It still left a burn inside me to know that friends that I thought were real, were playing me the whole time. If they really didn't want me over and simply told me the REAL reason why, I would have been ok with that. I would be a little upset, but it's better than being lied to. What's worse is that some people who don't know my side of the story think I'm just some jerk that ditched everyone. Am I going to try to clear things up with everyone? Honestly, I don't really care. People can think what they want, but I know that I ultimately got screwed in this situation. I also heard through the grapevine that Fallon was a little upset because she felt used because I haven't talked to her in a while. Yeah, I wanted to use her house, but it wasn't like I was going to bring a whole bunch people they didn't know. It's not like I wasn't going to talk to her and shit. I wanted to catch up and see what was going on with everyone. I've been busy with my own shit and they've been busy with theirs. What's the problem? And if people feel that I don't try to keep in touch, was that not an attempt to see people right there? For my birthday, I wanted to see people. That is it. But apparently, there HAS to be drama some way or another. 

As for my friend who revealed the truth, he told me not to say anything, but honestly, something like this can not be kept quiet by me. I'm going to say something and I'm going to let people know what happened. Out of all people who believe in saying what's on your mind, he should understand the most. As for the aftermath, I was really drunk and I angry texted Vanessa saying some crazy ass shit. I admit that I was out of line there and I apologize for my actions. Only HALF of the things I didn't really mean. hahaha. She said it's not really her fault because Fallon was the one that asked them to come over. If that's the case, then I guess it really isn't her fault, but I don't know who to believe. Bullshit can come in different sizes and shapes, but it's still bullshit. I'm not looking for people to take my side, I just want to inform what really happened. 

Rinse and Repeat

I'm having trouble trying to decide what to write about in this post, and I realize that again, my life is such a cycle that I'm starting to get really annoyed.


You know what annoys me? Pessimistic people. I am not going to lie though, I sound pretty fucking pessimistic myself in my posts, but I never USUALLY act out the negativity towards my friends, peers or family. I feel that I don't see any of them enough for me to merit a bad time with them. Honestly, if someone were to ask me how life was for me, I would say, "Great, wonderful and simplistic." The problem with that response is that work is something that throws it off, but that doesn't go to say that work is a bad place. I feel blessed to be working in Best Buy, to be part of the strongest teams in-store, to have respectable and respecting co-workers, and to be diligently working everyday without feeling the strain of the word, "job." But it's the fact that I have to work now to keep myself supported. Working so much, yet having the feeling of getting no where. If I were to lose my job and ever be jobless now though, I would feel even more useless.


My work ethic, is to keep working to keep moving up. Ever since I started working at Kumon, I noticed that what I did, was work hard, so hard I would feel my balls drop to the ground sometimes. But I am not regretting it, I always fight for the upper positions in management. I don't care whose there, if I see that I am capable for the position, it's in my sight.



It's hard for my to believe that I'm almost half way done with my first degree of school. I feel like it's going too fast, and that I'm not even truly trying my best in school. Don't get me wrong, I think school is one of the most important things we can have, but the fact that sometimes I just want to relax.


I was going to make this post extra long, but something came up. And my stress levels are just too high. Until next time.


good night

Late Nights

To face myself upon a world of never-ending uncertainty.


In other words, shits just confusing the hell out of me. To be forced into the certain emotions I feel, is something I never can truly handle. Through my current and past life experiences, nothing has prepared me for what I have seen.

I hate to speak in an abstract manner, but I will say that decisions are decisions. Emotions are emotions and feelings are feelings. Whatever you can do and whatever your heart desires, take it. You never know if you get the chance again.



To refrain from any more depressing words, I actually heard a very great tip from a fellow co worker. If someone were to ever offer you anything a piece of something, take what you WANT. If you were to ever offer someone something, and they took what they want, at least your expectation about them isn't as horrible as it seems. It may make you seem greedy, but in reality, if someone takes more of a piece than you normally would, you would judge that person.


For example, you have a bag of chips and you offer me some. I gladly accept your offer, but I will grab two handfuls of it because you offered something I probably wanted. That way, if you grabbed two handfuls from a bag of chips I had, I couldn't judge or hold that against you.

If any of you have any questions regarding car audio installations or things with cars in general, feel free to ask me. I may not be the most experienced, but the only way for me to learn is to get my hands dirty and diagnose the problems myself.





As for a last few words, don't ever play ping pong with vans. Blisters are inevitable.

good night

Fakes.


I know I was supposed to keep quiet about this, but I can't help it because a certain threesome that I just found out about should not be condoned for their actions. It makes me sad to think that you're okay with living with that kind of conscious lying in your head. I know that you probably have that mentality saying "oh well, I don't give a shit." But we all live in the same universe and the universe has a solid rule. Karma. What goes around comes around, bitches

Streak.


I realized something at this hour. This hour being that it is currently five in the morning. I seriously believe I have insomnia, but my name isn't Craig David. HAHA, I'm so clever. Anyways, I realized how much bullshit I can produce on this blog of ours. Before this whole blogging hype, I was never really into...sharing my feelings to people, especially on the internet. Honestly, I always saw it as people crying for attention and looking for others to comment about their complaints about the world. Yes, for some reason I thought the only thing that people blogged about were sad things. Then Kevin started a blog of our own. At first I wasn't really into it and I didn't know what to write. As you can obviously see now, that really isn't a problem for me anymore. haha. But I also learned an important lesson about myself and blogging.

I can understand why most people blog, and I say most because I still think some people just blog looking for the sheer naive attention that they desire. But the funny thing is is that that is exactly what blogging is about. That last sentence was weird. Blogging is about trying to be heard. I'm not talking about the "OMG listen to me because I need to know I exist and I want some attention!!" I'm talking about the "Hey, I've got some interesting shit you might want to hear, so listen it up." We all got something to say. In today's world, society flourishes in outspokeness. In fact, it's what brought us here. If no one had anything to say, we'd still be living a primitive life eating rocks and shitting on ourselves. 

Blogging, the way I see it, is as a poet with his poetry, or an artist with his paintings, or a musician with her music, or a playwright with her plays. It's a tool made for expression. Of course it isn't as creative or artistic as a musical piece or a masterful painting, but that's exactly what makes it so addictive and approachble. You don't have to have amazing skill or talent to blog. The minimum requirements to blog is to know how to type and basic grammar skills, but even then, some people don't have basic grammar and they still blog! It's human nature to want to be heard even if no one is listening. The simple fact that people get their thoughts out there keeps us all introspective, but as well as outrospective. 

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I blog because I have something to say. And I could care less who or how many people read it. I do it because I try to make tangible the many thoughts that are in my mind. I'm sure that that's why you see people start to blog nowadays. It's the new thing now. We live in a world where technology is advancing at an incredible rate, so why not use our technology to advance the way we think and the way we express ourselves.