Highly unlikely

Sometimes I feel like love is a pipe dream.

And everyday is like Sunday

Sleep is so hard to come by these days.

I've been staying up late in the night and then waking up way early in the morning.

I think it's starting to take a toll of me and I don't know what to do about it.

I've become reclusive and lately all I want to do is just lay in bed all day and stare at the hole in my wall or at the ceiling.

The Holiday blues come and hit hard, I've gotta keep my head up.

It just drags on and on

It's hard for me to swallow that today is only Thursday.



This week has been going by slowly I swear it feels like a month has passed by, but it's only been 4 days.



Work has been extremely slow and I can only keep myself entertained on facebook and myspace for so long.



I had pho for the first time this week. Well, I thought it was my first time, but after tasting it I realized that when I younger my family used to be regulars at a Vietnamese restaurant and they used to give us tiny bowls of pho for free. Overall I enjoyed it and for 6 dollars I was able to eat so much I couldn't breathe.



I'm still a bit confused on why pho is all the rage because egg flower soup and sizzling rice soup have a better affect on the taste buds. Those darn hipsters just take things mediocre and make it way popular.

Jamaica Next

My hardcore workout routine lasted about 2 weeks. I'm very disappointed in myself.

I can blame it on losing my gym membership card and not having money to get a replacement or I can blame it on getting a 9 to 5 office job, but I won't.

I will blame it on myself because I could have found the time and strength to do 6am runs like I did this morning.

Daily burritos are taking a toll on me. I can feel it when I wake up and I can see it the when I wake up and look in the mirror. Why do they have to be so delicious?

Also why do I have to have such great friends that feed me so well? When my pockets are empty my friends always find a way to keep my belly full. Thanks I didn't ask for friends like you and sometimes I feel like I'm undeserving.

Big ups:
Burritos
Skateboards
Making money
Late night hang outs
Little Peking
Pretzels at the fair
Nachos
Zombieland

Thumbs down:
60 hour work weeks and no days off
Not going to the fair with a lady that I can win a giant ass panda for
double chins, love handles, and muffin tops

Rants from a gym rat.

I've come obsessed with the gym again.
Every morning I wake up at 9am and I start fiending for the treadmill and dumbbells.
It's become so bad that yesterday I went twice in one day and that on days that I designate as a rest and recovery day are spent wanting to work out.

Today is a rest and recovery day and right now I'm debating if I should go for a quick run.

I guess my obsession with fitness and exercise stems from my unhappiness with recent pictures I've seen of myself. Double chins and muffin tops came out of nowhere it seems. I look at older pictures of myself and I'm left scratching my head wondering how I went from point A to point B.

I'm hoping I stick with this work out routine and that I don't hurt myself overdoing it.

Start of September.

Recently I've reconnected with an old friend.

He's been through some hard times and battled some of the deepest depressions and addictions.

I'm glad he's been able to fight off his addiction and he's living clean now. Heroin is the devil.

I still have a hard time showing appreciation and love towards my friends, but it is there.

King of The Hill's final episode is going to air in 11 days. The FOX network are fools for giving that show the axe.

Here's what's good?

-Skateboarding.
-Bones Brigade (All 3 LPs)
-Metallica (...And Justice For All)
-Jay-Z (Reasonable Doubt and The Blueprint)
-I am still anticipating the new Paramore album.
-A new found appreciation for Lupe Fiasco - Food and Liquor.
-XBOX 360. Batman Arkham Asylum is phenomenal. Kevin Conroy and Mark Hamil doing the voice acting for Batman and Joker gives me a nerdy hard on.

Nerding Out

This is the best thing ever.

Ruining my credit with one stupid thing after another

Kid Robot has decided to ruin my life by making these.



I must get them all.

Big ups:
A Tribe Called Quest
Title Fight
Pizza
Chinese Food
Skateboarding

Downs:
Not working out all the time
Being broke
Never enough sleep

Kind of Like Smitten...No it's more definite

It's 4 months later and I'm still pining.

It's still unrequited.

And it's just growing stronger everyday.

I'm trying to not be a chickenshit and just say, "Hey, I like you. I think you're awesome. And I think you and I could have something big."

But instead all that comes out is, "Heyyyyy...."

When I was in Hollywood this weekend all I could do was think about what she was doing at the very moment.

I hope the next time I update this I've got something different to say.

Get In The Game

In spite of all better judgment I am going to say, "Here's my heart. Please don't fuck it up."

Common Sense

No Harm Done is an awesome band.

I thoroughly enjoy circle pits.

Save Our Ship

Sometimes I feel like I'm too old to go to shows.

Sometimes I feel like I should hang it up and grow up and be an adult.

Trade in all my band tees and black jeans for pastel colored polo shirts and khaki shorts.

Then a show like the one the other night happens that reminds me why I go to shows and why I love music.

Sometimes I just need to be reminded.

I'm still the same kid I've always been

5 straight days of work is exhausting. I remember when I used to do 10 straight days I don't know have I kept my sanity.

I should feel a little guilty though because of the 40 hours I've worked this week only 8 of it was spent doing honest real work. The remaining 32 hours were spent standing around in the IMAX theatre or at door sending text messages or being on myspace on my phone.

Of course the tiny amount of guilt I would feel is erased when I remember that I busted my ass and worked hard for a year and half and still have nothing to show for it while there are people who get rewarded for slacking off just because they party and binge drink with the higher management. Movie theatre politics.

I refuse to become a jaded and apathetic person like many others I know.

I still believe in the underdog and that every moment that goes by is a chance to turn your life and the life of others around.

It hit me the other day that I'm 22 and working a minimum wage job. I'm pretty much a college dropout and I am beginning to drown slowly in ever piling debt. Late fees and overdrafts reign supreme and I work 40 hour work weeks at a job that I kinda hate to just make it all back up.

I've fallen hard on my face and I'm still feeling the sting, but instead of quitting the game and forfeiting into the hopelessness and despair like many others that have come before me. I still stand with my fist in the air screaming at the oncoming storm.

Maybe I'm being foolish, but I still believe in myself and I won't ever stop.

A brief moment of embarassment

Today I had the day off from work and I decided to complete a tedious task that I have been putting off for about a week. A simple oil change for my automobile. Now I know I could go out and purchase all the materials needed for an oil change for about 10 to 15 dollars, but being the lazy man that I am I decided I'd pay someone else $44 dollars to do it.

I called up my friend Brett and we went to Pep Boys for the oil change. Bringing a friend along for these tedious tasks make more bearable. Once I got to Pep Boys I filled out all the necessary paperwork and answered all their questions. We concluded with pleasantries and the nice man at the counter told me my car would be done in 45 minutes. Brett and I walked around the corner to a Subway and had a $5 dollar footlong lunch.

After eating I realized I need to empty out my intestines. I went into the restroom and began to conduct my business. Suddenly the restroom door burst wide open and the owner of the establishment got an eye full of me wiping my shit tainted ass. He shut the door quickly and I proceeded to finish up cleaning up the mess I had naturally made.

Brett and I walked back to Pep Boys and continued to wait for my automobile to finish. The nice man at the counter walks over to me and informs me that they discovered a problem with my vehicle that needed to be fixed. I reluctantly agreed and turned my 44 dollar oil change into a 222 dollar oil change. And that folks is how those sharks get you.

The rest of day dragged on like a routine.

Ending with a rock band drumstick to the left buttcheek given to me by Corrina Samora. How rude!

I'm being crushed.

I've been ignoring this blog for a good 6 months. It's time to wake it up.

I've been putting in a lot hours at work. The money will be nice, but I am still bummed that I did not receive that promotion.

I am one of the oldest and most trust worthy employees there. I break my back everyday and I don't get the recognition I deserve. That's the way life goes.

Everyday I keep thinking about how awesome it would be to be a pro wrestler. Story telling through athleticism. The long hours that I've been putting in at the gym have been paying off. Maybe my door will open.

Recently this girl has caught my eye. Six months ago my friend Corrina told me about this girl and how I would absolutely fall in love with her. I met her and I pushed her aside and even going to as far as telling my friend Corrina she was crazy to even think I would be into that girl, but within the past 2 months she's won me over. I don't know where to start or how to proceed. I thoroughly enjoy her company and the conversations we have. I love how she laughs at my jokes and how she seems to just get me. I just wish I could tell her everything, but it is such a frightening thought and every time I try to a choke up and the words will not fall.

I've been told that if you want something you need to reach out and grab it, but at the time I've been told that you should just be patient and let it happen. I don't know which advice to follow if any.

For a gambling man I'm being a real chicken.

I'll see her on Wednesday and hopefully I will work up the courage to ask her for her number or even ask her to get a bite later on that night.

You don't regret the ones you kiss, only the ones you don't kiss right?