Together, To Be

If I were an artist, I wouldn't want some big, grandiose marketing campaign. I would simply want my art to speak for itself. I would want my art to be so good that I wouldn't need a marketing campaign. I would force people to look out for my art, at the risk of being out of the loop. My paintings, my music, whatever the medium for my art be, would be so great that people would have no choice but to keep an eye out for me.

Somehow this also applies to one's personality. One should have so many outstanding qualities that people have no choice but to enjoy their company

Hey Y'all

Man lemme tell you what. If this isn't "home alone, music turned up, dancing by yourself" music then I don't know what is

I Have No Problem To Say No

How ya feeling? Ya feel alrite? Ok let's work.

Nothing In This Nonsense

I've never felt overwhelmed with my social life. But to me it feels like if you asked each of my friends if I've been a good friend lately, 80 percent of them would have reason to say that I haven't been the friend I usually am.

The worst part is that I don't even feel like I've had enough time for myself. I'm really frustrated with myself right now. But I'm gonna work on things and things will be fine in due time.

Got Me In Trouble Again

One day, when I finally make that romantic comedy/drama (which will be a total ripoff of 500 Days of Summer), this will definitely be in it

Mañana

Would you have all of Michael Jordan's accomplishments if it meant that you had to be an asshole like Michael Jordan? I'm not so sure that I would. I know it sounds like some holier-than-thou, "I'm so pure" BS, but I really would be disappointed in myself if I were to become an asshole. Blah

Hang On to the Things That You're Supposed To Say

I have no idea how many people told me (some explicitly, mostly implicitly) that getting a degree in sociology was a waste of time. Hell, some people even said that having a college degree was worthless.  But the ones who told me that there wasn't a market for people with sociology degrees bothered me. College classes are hard, especially when you're taking classes you're not passionate about. I had found a discipline that I found especially interesting. But fuck me for following what I'm passionate about, right? I should have gone after a degree in something that I wasn't passionate about, so that I could find a job in a field that I wasn't passionate about, right? BLAH!

Part of me wants to take the high road and not speak of how much adversity I faced. I *should* simply keep on keeping on, doing my best to be happy. *Insert quote about how the best revenge is being happy.*

But fuck that! I worked too hard(as well as being INCREDIBLY lucky and fortunate) to not sit here and be proud of myself for taking all those shots thrown at me. So this is me, lashing out at those critics on my personal blog that only maybe a handful of people will ever read.

FUCK YOUR THOUGHTS AND YOUR FEELINGS HOMIE IMMA DO ME!

I'm Obviously Too Young of A Guy

My name is Ryan Manalili and I've been broke for all of 2013. In a few days that'll change. I worked hard for this shit. Fuck your thoughts AND your feelings, bruh!

Los Angeles

I think one of the most important lessons you can teach someone is how to take a loss. They should be able to listen to criticism (even unfair criticism) and react to it with nothing more than a smile. They should listen to it and accept it without being indifferent to it.

You could tell me to my face that I ain't shit and I wouldn't mind at all

Have You Ever Ever Ever Been Depressed So Bad

Sunday mornings when I reach a calming peace. Soulful music in the background, and I'm not doing shit but thinking

Yahoo!

Human Services Specialist

Today marks the beginning of the rest of my life