Gobble Gobble

Thought I'd get this quote in before Thanksgiving is officially over.

"I think being together is one of the things people overlook. It doesn't mean as much until you can't have it."

Skywalker

Cheesy movie scenes suck. They can turn a good movie in a decent one, a decent movie into a bad one.

Sometimes, they're so cheesy that they still evoke strong emotions out of me. Take for example, the scene in "Jumper," where that one dude and that one girl get into their hotel room, fresh off their flight, and start making out, listening to that one cheesy song.

Gets me every time. lol

Wonderwall

Focus on women and you get less done.

As a young man, this is a constant struggle for me.

Story of My Life

Alas, these young men, so sure of their beliefs and feelings, boast of their intelligence. They proclaim their thoughts loudly, screaming their ideas for everyone to hear. They do this, so sure that their ideas are indisputably right.

If one is to challenge their ideas, they respond with more yelling and screaming, seeing the rebuttal as a challenge to their intellect(and it is). They fight back furiously, with their screaming and yelling, interrupting their opponent's train of thought. This throws off their opponents' argument, and that split second of hesitation signals to the young men that their opponent has balked, a signal that the fight is soon over, that a quick uppercut will prove to be the deciding blow.

So onward ho, the uppercut comes. Sometimes it's just a simple restating of their argument with a few twists put in. Sometimes it's a questioning of their opponent's authority. Nonetheless, the young men think that this is the final blow; there is no way that their opponent could get back up from this blow.

But their opponent isn't done yet. They didn't get to finish their previous idea; the young man was too busy interrupting the idea for the idea to finish. The opponent completes the idea and is relieved to have been able to get a sentence out without being interrupted. Satisfied that the young man will be reasonable and see it from another point of view, the opponent is content, willing to listen to the young man's rebuttal.

However, the young man has other plans. Unable to comprehend why his opponent is still fighting, the young man turns to dark places. He loses the ability to argue reasonably. He's speaking before developing his thoughts. He's not looking at any other perspective than his own.

Meanwhile, his opponent is still keeping his composure, but is wondering why the young man seems to have lost his ability to argue. The opponent appeals to the young man's sense of reasoning, but to no avail.

I hate how no good ever comes of this.

Mr. Pink

Let's say you were alone with one of your closest friends. Your friend was shot in the abdomen, bleeding profusely. Your friend was freaking out and understandably so. How would you handle this situation? Would you leave them alone and seek out help? Would you, not wanting to leave them all alone, stay by their side, holding their hand, hoping that help would come? What would you say to them? Would you try to console them? What topics would come up? Would you tell them that they weren't going to die? Would you ask them about what their last wishes are?

Tripppppppppppy

Millionaire

I don't think that you can work your personality to its full potential without keeping a healthy balance between your intellect and your emotions. You need to be smart and calculated about yourself. You also need to keep track of your feelings and your motives behind your actions. One without the other can still produce greatness, but an elite level can't be achieved with a good balance between the two.

I personally think that I'm a very intellectual person who can work on bolstering his emotional side. One of my hopes for this blog is for it to be an outlet for me, to function as a sort of vent, to get out my emotional side that I don't feel that I show in real life.

My Reign of Terror

Sometimes I want to scream until my lungs give out. When they do give out, I'll break down and cry. All because I did what I had planned on doing all along, and that was to beat everyone down, to the point that they'll need therapy just to cope with the damage. No one is safe. Watch your mufuckin backkkkkkk

Angels

Music is sooooooo powerful, in more ways than one. So powerful, in fact, that I don't even want to touch on the subject. Maybe you could tell me what you think about the subject? This goes for any of my other posts haha

EDIT 11/30/09:

I just worked my way through a tough day by listening to some good rock music, stuff I could scream my lungs out too. And I'm about to cap my night off by listening to some soothing r&b/jazz/neo-soul. 'Twas a tough day, but music got me through it by provoking and working me through some emotions. This is one of the reasons I am grateful for music.

EDIT 11/30/09:

Over thanksgiving break, I had a really sick family moment with my sister. We were going to the navy exchange together, and we started singing songs together, definitely to the extent of our lungs' capacities. I think that singing together is one of the best ways to connect with another person.

Sartorialist

I wish I could go around everyday and look at the way that different people dress. I see many people who have what I consider great style and it evokes many ideas, many feelings in me. Some of these thoughts include:

How do they afford all these clothes? These clothes don't look very affordable.

Do they always dress so nicely? Do they take days off?

How do people in France dress? How about in Barcelona? England? Bangladesh? How do they dress differently in different seasons?

Who decides what is considered good fashion and what isn't? It's all subjective, isn't it?

Do the people whose fashion sense I like shop exclusively online? In bourgeois ass stores like Burberry, Louis Vuitton, and whatnot?

Can those people hook me up with some hand-me-downs? lol!

No Strings Attached

One of the most important parts of being a good listener is asking the right questions after listening to the story. Asking the right question demonstrates interest and shows that you actually digested the information given to you.

Check, Please.

You shouldn't have to trust too many people with your business. If you need to consult several people about what you need to do next, then you need to take a look in the mirror and decide if you want to be an independent or dependent person. You should solve most of your problems yourself, and if you find yourself stumped, then it's fine to confide in a person you really trust. If you're still struggling, it's fine to consult a select few people. But anything after that and you just look like you crave the attention. Grow a pair and handle your own business.

Such a negative sounding post, haha.

Complex Simplicity

Be skeptical of every piece of information you take in. Question the motives behind why someone is supplying this information with you. Once you're done being skeptical, look for the pieces of the information that could be beneficial to you(most everything has something of value in it). Then read over all of your notes and see what you should take out of it and be sure to take only that out of it. Think about why you left out what you left out.

If you take this approach, and are objectively skeptical of the information presented to you and then look for the "meaty" part of the information, then you have no choice to believe the "meaty" part of the information. You come out with a much better appreciation of the truth than if you had just blindly accepted everything presented to you.

Something

"What if we happen to kiss, then we touch, put a rush on it, get it over with? What if I just know, what you like, and it feels right?"

I think that if by some random chance we were to slow dance together, or even if we were drunk and we kissed, we definitely would hit it off. We just need that one spark, that catalyst that'll start us off right.

Be Careful

I don't really have anything to talk to you about, but I just know that I want to talk to you. We could talk about nothing, for all I care.

Tell You Something

I'll supply you with everything you need to take my heart and shred it into pieces. I'll do this easily, knowing that you would never wish to do harm to me.

This is one of the many things that a great friendship is based on.

Slow Dance

At my cousin's debut, after they opened up the dance floor, everybody was up and dancing, doing the electric slide and whatnot. In the midst of all the uncles and aunties getting their groove on was this young couple. They weren't particularly good at the electric slide or cupid shuffle, but the dj played a slow song and damn, were they gettin it. There were a few uncles and aunties still dancing, along with a couple of circles of people, not yet ready to get off the dance floor. However, the way that this young couple was dancing, you couldn't tell that there was anyone else in the room, let alone on the dance floor. The way that his arms were locked around her waist, her arms around his neck, the way they looked at each other, the genuineness of their smile and laughter, were all things that made me insanely jealous and envious. I know jealousy is one of the seven deadly sins, but I can't help but feel that emotion in times like tonight's.

salamat

I'm truly blessed to have such a great life. I feel so lucky to have been surrounded by so much love and positivity lately. Hopefully I can take all of that and turn it into something great.

143, 647

If you have been a part of my life, whether you were a positive or negative influence on me, I'd like to thank you for helping me become the person I am today. Without you, I wouldn't be half the man I am today, and because of what you have done to/for me, I love you, always and forever.

Teedra/Saadiq

Winter's here
And I ain't mad about it
I just wanna lay with you
In the late nights getting warm
We find, less and less time to get together
But that there's whatever
See, tonight is for you and I
Yeah, we gotta take it back tonight

The place love used to be
Is still a part of me
And I'm so fortunate lady
That you still need a piece of me
And I know that you're waiting
See I'm only downtown
You know I roll alone girl
I'm never with a crowd

Rescue Me

Gotta kill this fuckin presentation. Last one of the quarter.

In less than 24 hours, I will be 19 years old. I'm not young enough to know everything anymore.

Today's healthy breakfast consisted of strawberries and milk. Somehow it reminded me of "Inglorious Basterds" and all the French cuisine. I think I'm gunna have some strawberry dish with "la creme" in it somewhere. lol

Love is a Four Letter Word

Damn you have to appreciate the weekly system. It's kind of crazy how it worked out. 5 days to do work, 2 days to relax. Super random, I know, but fuck, without a weekend, we would all be cracked out. Without the weekdays, no work would get done. And I think that 5/2 is a really good ratio of workdays/weekend days.

what the?

Nougatieri

I welcome awkwardness in. Where others run from it, I invite it in. It provides me with a chance to grow and build character. You present me with an opportunity to grow and I'll snatch that shit quicker than snickers(wtf? LOL)

Caution

oh my GOD I'm on some low key shit right about now. I'm in the kinda mood where I grab either a blanket/snuggie(LOL), some hot chocolate/bottle of wine(LOL), and relax/wind down with some smooth, soulful shit playing softly. I would be cuddling with someone, but where you at though?!? Let's fuckin do this already!

I thought I could have it all. Do I really gotta choose?

I've often thought about how my ideal relationship would look like if I had to paint it out on a canvas.

It used to look like this:
Me, holding my girls' hands, looking her in the eyes, her smiling. Our silhouette could be put against any kind of background, because it wouldn't matter what would be going on with the rest of the world, as long as we were together.

Lately, however, my views are sort of changing, and that painting would look more like this:

Me and my girl, leaning over a balcony of a high building, looking down on the world, ready to conquer that shit.

Some good food for thought. Mmm, scrumpschious! lol!

Fear

What am I afraid of?

I don't know. Even if a gun were put to my head, I wouldn't know what to say. I'd probably say something like death? But I don't think I'm really afraid of death. If anything, I'm afraid that I won't have enough time to accomplish everything that I want to in my lifetime.

Loneliness? I don't think I'm afraid of being lonely. I require a lot of alone time. Sometimes I feel lonely, but I know that I won't ever be truuuuuuuuly lonely. I don't think I'm afraid of being alone.

Failure? I don't think I fear failure. I fear not trying. The only real failure is giving up.

Either I'm the epitome of living or I'm too ignorant to acknowledge my fears. This is very troubling haha.

Dope Fiend

Why must everything be so formulaic? If one's endeavor doesn't follow the set formula, why is it already deemed a failure? Whatever happened to being flexible, taking things as they come, and blazing your own path? I'm gunna forgo the stupid formulaic way, and take the way that allows for originality and innovation.

Scriptures

Please excuse my actions, I'm just a little jumpy. It's my birthday week haha.
I need someone to calm my ass down and make me bite my tongue lollllllllll

But uh...

Tryin not to overthink
Only cuz I drove and I dun' had a lot to drink
When I wanted it blue you said we got to paint it pink
and there's pieces of your hair still sittin in my sink
and you still got underwear thats sittin in the dryer
how come everytime that you're suspicious im a liar?
you stand out, i could hear your whistle in the choir
and thats the only reason you're the missus I admire
damn
tell me what im gon' do
since everything that im tryin to forget is all true
me and all your main girls get along too
i would take my last dollar out and bet it on you
you see the same one im missin
is basically the same reason that i became something different
its just that i remember me before
and if you could do the same baby then we'd be forsureeee

Foolish

Fuck responsibility, I could do away with it for a day, right? I'm so happy and high right now, I just wanna soak it all in, absorb it, and ride this shit out, but responsibility calls! Hopefully this is the first of many good highs this weeeeeeek :)

I Was Supposed to Go to Sleep

I've been high for the past 6 hours give or take, singing songs and getting out all kinds of emotions! This is the most relaxing shit I've done in such a long timeeee. I think this is sort of like meditating, except it doesn't require quite as much concentration. It only requires a certain mood(given, the mood isn't always that easy to attain). I would turn to meditation if I needed to gather my thoughts on something, or to reframe my state of mind on things, but if I just need to pass the time and have some mindless fun, I'll take singing my heart out any day of the week :)

On another much more negative note...
I hate to call someone wack outright, but if you can't produce one memorable verse, you are WACK. lollllllll

My Birthday Wish

You, looking me in the eyes, singing Keri Hilson's "Slow Dance."
TELL ME THAT SHIT WOULDN'T BE FUN HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH

Be On You

I must confess to having a crush on a youtube star. Keshia Lee, if you ever read, this, HOLLA! LOL!

Too Close

There's nothing more sexy than a talented girl doing her thing, and doing it well, with a nice smile :)

The Two of Us

Three cheers for tuning out the world and singing to some music that's really hitting the spot. This kinda shit is really beneficial to the soul. I highly suggest you get up on this, as well. lolllllllllllll

Old school romance?

My Dad used to send my Mom mixtapes of love songs, write love letters to her, and record tapes of him "talking to her" while he was off, deployed to random places around the world. You can call this wack as hell, but I think it's romantic as hell, especially since Filipinos have trouble showing their love/feelings.

I wonder if that kind of stuff has rubbed off on me? If that kinda stuff really is romantic, I hope it has LOL. Have your romantic values been influenced by your parents?

Shiettttttt

I don't want to settle, but unique characters don't grow on trees. How is this going to work out? I'm anxious to see.

On another less personal note, the holidays are in full swing! Cold weather, sweaters, scarves, and christmas music are gettin me into the full swing of things. Happy holidays to you and yours.

Tongue Tied.

One of the most frustrating feelings ever is not being able to find the word you want to say.

Play Ball

When deciding what to wear, many thoughts go through our minds. What's the weather like? What's on the agenda today? Am i feeling good today? Who am I probably going to see today? Am I trying to impress them?

While choosing, keep in mind a couple of things. If you're dressing to impress the opposite sex, don't make choices that the majority of guys/girls will like, choose that the certain Guy/girl you are looking for would like, even if the majority of people wouldn't like it.

Get Your Team In Order, Assembly is Key

Is it more important to strengthen your own competence and independance or to pick who you surround yourself with carefully?

Psychobabble

I'm a firm believer that you can learn a lot about someone by analyzing the way that they play games. Whether it be basketball, football, video games, or party games, you can see a lot in a person by the way that they compete. You can see if people hate to have things not go their way. You can see the way they handle defeat, the way they handle success. You can see their level of humility. This is why I feel like I can learn more about somebody by playing a game with them than most other things, including having a conversation. Most of the time, first conversations are filled with bullshit and fronts(I'm guilty of this, but I'm constantly working on it lol.).

I think this also works, although not nearly as well, with watching movies. Some people are loud and obnoxious, regardless of whether or not other people are trying to enjoy the movie and would rather not hear their random mumblings(yeah, random mexican people at Palm Promenade, I'm talking to you -_-). Some people get way too into the movie, and get way too mad when the protagonist gets knocked down. Some people are trying so hard to not be scared that they don't allow themselves to get soaked into the movie, and avoid enjoying the movie altogether.

I'm sure that there are several other ways to get to know someone without having to conversate verbally with them.

'Ello, Love!

In order to be truly sexy, you need to be the total package. It's not enough to have a nice body, to have a nice smile. You need to convince me that we would have just as much fun having a conversation as we would if we were sexing. You need to convince me that we'd have just as good of a time being quiet and enjoying each others company as we would when we're conversating nonstop for hours on end.
All that time you dedicate to making sure your makeup's right, that your outfit's tight, is a nice gesture, but you need to convince me that you're beautiful regardless of whether or not you pampered yourself up for me.
One thing that is never described as sexy, but imo should always be included in the list, is character. If you seem like a genuinely good person, that catapults you several levels above these other dirty, grimy hoes.
My father died early, so I grew up fast. I'm independent and I need time alone and you need to understand that, and encourage that. You need to be able to argue with me, support me when I'm right, and prove me wrong when I'm wrong.
Our conversations need to flow well. I'm content to let you do all the talking, but I like to think that I'm intelligent and bright enough to contribute a wealth of knowledge to most conversations.
I need to pay for you every once in a while so I can have that false feeling of providing for you. At the same time, you need to prove to me that you're just as willing to provide shit for me.
You need to have a go-getter attitude. You need to not be scared of breaking down barriers, of going against the norm. You need to throw away most everything you believe in when it comes to chivalry and "things that guys/girls have to do."
I'm shy, but I promise you that if you can break down my shell, I'm a really interesting dude.
You need to push me to do extraordinary things, things that I would never do if it weren't for you.
This eliminates nearly every girl in the world, but when I find you, it'll be completely worth the wait.

It's Yours

Yo I find it highly disturbing how I can't fall asleep. I've figured out that the thoughts and trains of thought that run through my mind before I fall asleep are often the most important thoughts I'll have that day. Sadly, when those thoughts are disturbing, it ruins my ability to fall asleep, and the thoughts start to eat away at me lol. This overthinking business is gunna be the end of me, I swearrrrrrrrrrr

stupid facebook

I took one of those socialinterview things on facebook, and it asked me to "describe your wildest fantasy."

I have no idea how to answer this question.

Do Me a Favor

I love women's fashion, no homo. I wouldn't be able to tell you too much about anything, other than I have a great appreciation for it. My appreciation is similar to that of a guy who couldn't tell Brandon Roy from Kevin Durant, but loves watching basketball and appreciates the hell out of it. I'm that guy when it comes to women's fashion.

When it comes to women's fashion, I love summer as much as the next guy. Girls be showin skin like no other, and I think it's fucking greattttt. But I think i enjoy women's fashion more during winter, when they get really creative imo, wearing boots, scarves, jackets, sweaters, jeans, beanies, and a bunch of other things. Damn I love winter. haha

Dammit

Excuse me for the lameness of this post. I know on the lameness scale, it's somewhere between getting wet because a car ran over a puddle while you were walking by, and below having your dog die. I think of random stuff like this when im drunk/high on some mushy love song shiet, but i'm sobering up right now and I can't stop killing myself over how weird I am for feeling some of this stuff haha. But I'm gunna finally relent to my mushy side and post something mushy.

Have you ever held hands with someone and not thought it was lame?

Have you ever held someone and not wanted to let go?

Have you ever opened up to somebody and told them stuff that you were too afraid to tell yourself?

Have you ever wanted to hit someone so hard that you break them in half?

After breaking someone in half, have you been so apologetic and sorry that you felt indebted to them forever?

Have you ever sung to someone, not caring at all that you can't sing to save your life?

Have you ever seen a couple holding hands and gotten jealous?

Have you ever been pissed that you didn't have someone to cuddle up with, drinking hot chocolate, watching a movie with?

Have you ever been hanging out with your amigos, gotten bored, and wished for nothing else but to be with that one other person?

Have you ever actually wanted to know and cared about how another person's day went?

Have you ever had a song remind you of someone you liked, and played that song on repeat for hours, just to soak in that high?

Have you ever looked someone in the eye and felt completely vulnerable? And enjoyed that vulnerability?

Ya kiddin me?

It sucks how you have to stroke someone's ego each time they do something little. Obviously you don't have to stroke their ego, but they expect it to come, and if anything else comes out of your mouth, you're the one in the wrong because you didn't feel like complimenting them.

You should do the right thing everytime, regardless of whether or not you'll get praise for it.

crazy how

Striking up a conversation with someone can make their day, sometimes even their week

du du, du du, du du, du du du du du

She's got you high and you don't even know yet
She's got you high and you don't even know yet
The sun's in the sky, its warming up your bare legs
You can't deny your looking for the sunset