21 hours and 50 mins.
I never really took full consideration to what a change in the year meant.
It was always just another number to me.
///
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
I was once was inspired by the idea of love.
On December 18th, I began writing about this dilemma my life was enduring.
I thought I finished my thought, and posted it.
But funny thing is that I didn't.
I suppose I didn't finish it, because I wanted clear evidence to prove my theory.
Here's what I wrote:
------------------------------
"On and on, reckless abandon"
Continuing what I wrote...
I started having feelings for Miss Wendy Rucci.
My involvement with this free spirited, yet enigma of a girl, rendered my inability to accomplish the littlest of things obsolete.
After a quite "adventurous" endeavor or fling, or whatever you want to call it, came to a unexpected halt.
I did, as expected, lose interest in the management of my life.
And once began, the peril of which I was in a year prior; when Maddie left for college.
Here's another example...
I was in 4th grade. There was a new girl in school, Kate Carey.
She was intoxicating, to say the least.
And she gave me every reason in the world, to never wanted to miss a day of school. Lol.
I remember how, I completely wanted to pick up my grades, because she had really good grades. Haha.
And I did.
I ended up making the Honor Roll, one quarter that 4th grade year.
(Who knows, I might have just made the Honor Roll that whole year, if we were a couple. Haha)
*The idea of making the Honor Roll prior to that moment, never seemed a reachable task.
Moral: I live for only love and lust. (In a sense, my renaissance and my death.)
------------------------------
In the middle of August (when I was dating Wendy), I began a renovation of my living space.
Iono, I just felt like I needed everything to be new.
I felt inspired.
I (literally) spent a whole week taking down posters off my walls, and putting up a large body of my artwork.
I NEEDED to be surrounded by art, cause I wanted to work on art more often.
And bring it closer to my life.
Thus, it deemed necessary to strip down the old, and put up the new.
Part 1: Preparation
Part 2: Final Product
Part 3: Evidence To Which Motivation Is Driven By (The Idea of) Love
August 18, 2009 [During a relationship]
December 29, 2009 [Single, very single]
*After months of heat and wind from my fan. The adhesives holding all of my photographs and posters to the wall, wore down. Overtime pictures began to fall, as my relation with Wendy began to diminish and disappear from my mind. And equal to my room's decay was the decay of my health and organization.
There were even mornings, where I found photographs on top of me as I woke up.
And as the pile of photographs grew on my floor, I realized that I needed to cut the cord between my heart and my willpower.
Single or involved, I won't let it control my life.
------------------------------
The (true) point is:
It's about to be 2010. And I've never really held a resolution.
Thus, my 2010 new year's resolution is to stay consistently focused.
Consistently organized.
Consistently creative.
Consistently positive.
Consistently inspired.
Consistently captivated by the days ahead of me.
And especially consistently fortunate to have been where I've been...
...and with whom I've been involved with.
I need to appreciate all my opportunities for they were worth.
[I need to shower now.]
///
I thought I finished my thought, and posted it.
But funny thing is that I didn't.
I suppose I didn't finish it, because I wanted clear evidence to prove my theory.
Here's what I wrote:
------------------------------
"On and on, reckless abandon"
(There's a positive light to this post. Trust me.)------------------------------
In a evaluation of myself and my current well being...
(which I think about on more than one occasion)
(truthfully, its a daily occurrence)
...I've realized how my attention and "care" for things, that I normally care about, tend to differ when shit hits the fan.
Similar to a system overload, my mind shuts down. And I just act in the now.
No thinking, what so ever.
And not to dwell on the past (which I'm really not), but a couple months ago I was a vivacious and a (more) determined person.
(I say "more", cause I don't want to get ahead of myself. Or lie. Lol)
But it was the end of summer, I got all my partying out of my system.
Partying (every other day) was starting to get a little blasé.
Besides the point, I suppose.
Continuing what I wrote...
I started having feelings for Miss Wendy Rucci.
My involvement with this free spirited, yet enigma of a girl, rendered my inability to accomplish the littlest of things obsolete.
After a quite "adventurous" endeavor or fling, or whatever you want to call it, came to a unexpected halt.
I did, as expected, lose interest in the management of my life.
And once began, the peril of which I was in a year prior; when Maddie left for college.
Here's another example...
I was in 4th grade. There was a new girl in school, Kate Carey.
She was intoxicating, to say the least.
And she gave me every reason in the world, to never wanted to miss a day of school. Lol.
I remember how, I completely wanted to pick up my grades, because she had really good grades. Haha.
And I did.
I ended up making the Honor Roll, one quarter that 4th grade year.
(Who knows, I might have just made the Honor Roll that whole year, if we were a couple. Haha)
*The idea of making the Honor Roll prior to that moment, never seemed a reachable task.
Moral: I live for only love and lust. (In a sense, my renaissance and my death.)
------------------------------
In the middle of August (when I was dating Wendy), I began a renovation of my living space.
Iono, I just felt like I needed everything to be new.
I felt inspired.
I (literally) spent a whole week taking down posters off my walls, and putting up a large body of my artwork.
I NEEDED to be surrounded by art, cause I wanted to work on art more often.
And bring it closer to my life.
Thus, it deemed necessary to strip down the old, and put up the new.
Part 1: Preparation
Part 2: Final Product
Part 3: Evidence To Which Motivation Is Driven By (The Idea of) Love
August 18, 2009 [During a relationship]
December 29, 2009 [Single, very single]
*After months of heat and wind from my fan. The adhesives holding all of my photographs and posters to the wall, wore down. Overtime pictures began to fall, as my relation with Wendy began to diminish and disappear from my mind. And equal to my room's decay was the decay of my health and organization.
There were even mornings, where I found photographs on top of me as I woke up.
And as the pile of photographs grew on my floor, I realized that I needed to cut the cord between my heart and my willpower.
Single or involved, I won't let it control my life.
------------------------------
The (true) point is:
It's about to be 2010. And I've never really held a resolution.
Thus, my 2010 new year's resolution is to stay consistently focused.
Consistently organized.
Consistently creative.
Consistently positive.
Consistently inspired.
Consistently captivated by the days ahead of me.
And especially consistently fortunate to have been where I've been...
...and with whom I've been involved with.
I need to appreciate all my opportunities for they were worth.
[I need to shower now.]
///
Monday, December 28, 2009
Thunder.
My fish, Thunder, died a couple months ago.
I took a couple pictures before he went to fish heaven.
And I've being meaning to post an ode to my former, but it was halted due to my computer problem.
So a moment of silence, for my carnival fish (who last surely longer than many expected; over 2 years.)
///
I took a couple pictures before he went to fish heaven.
And I've being meaning to post an ode to my former, but it was halted due to my computer problem.
So a moment of silence, for my carnival fish (who last surely longer than many expected; over 2 years.)
///
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Today is December 26th.
Holidays are over.
Even though the real holiday is still yet to come.
New Year's! Wooo!
-----THE END OF THE DECADE-----
I was work, and I said that and thought about what it meant.
10 years ago, it was 1999.
What was I doing 10 years ago?
...
....
.....
///
Even though the real holiday is still yet to come.
New Year's! Wooo!
-----THE END OF THE DECADE-----
I was work, and I said that and thought about what it meant.
10 years ago, it was 1999.
What was I doing 10 years ago?
...
....
.....
- I was 10.
- I was in Catholic school, 5th grade. (I believe.)
- I was playing JV basketball. And started going to basketball camp.
- I was getting, in trouble a ton. (Which hasn't really changed, haha; but when I was in 5th grade, I had a habit of compulsively forging signatures for tests and progress reports.)
- I had a huge crush on Kate Carey. Haha, shit. (The introduction of teen lust and heartbreak in my life. Sigh.)
- I listened to Top 40 radio. (The first "Now" CD's and a lot of Rap, basically. Haha)
- And I'm pretty sure my free time would consist of N64 or watching Nickelodeon or cartoons.
------------------------------
Moral:
It's good to look back ___ years, and make comparisons with your past self.
[I hope I've changed.]
Listening to:
The Wonder Years - The Upsides
///
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Yummo. Oh no.
[*Yummo]
January and February should be good months for music.
1. (Playradioplay!) Analog Rebellion - Ancient Electrons (sometime in January).
2. Vampire Weekend - Contra (January 11th).
3. Lightspeed Champion - Life Is Sweet! Nice To Meet You (February 1st).
4. Owl City plays at Freebird, February 2nd.
[*Oh no.](I just found out that shit is sold out. Tonee is going to kill me. He is going to cut my dick off.)
(Tickets initially were $15-20; resale has made them $80-120.)
5. New Found Glory, Saves The Day, and Hellogoodbye are playing at Freebird, February 8th.
(Just bought my ticket. I can't suffer the consequence of this selling out. STD 4 life.)
///
January and February should be good months for music.
1. (Playradioplay!) Analog Rebellion - Ancient Electrons (sometime in January).
2. Vampire Weekend - Contra (January 11th).
3. Lightspeed Champion - Life Is Sweet! Nice To Meet You (February 1st).
4. Owl City plays at Freebird, February 2nd.
[*Oh no.](I just found out that shit is sold out. Tonee is going to kill me. He is going to cut my dick off.)
(Tickets initially were $15-20; resale has made them $80-120.)
5. New Found Glory, Saves The Day, and Hellogoodbye are playing at Freebird, February 8th.
(Just bought my ticket. I can't suffer the consequence of this selling out. STD 4 life.)
///
Friday, December 18, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Two beef
Why do genius businesses go bankrupt?
DISCOVERY ZONE!
Too many good memories.
Except for when the roller slide always pinched my ass.
///
DISCOVERY ZONE!
Too many good memories.
Except for when the roller slide always pinched my ass.
///
One beef
Why the fuck hasn't there been a legitimate Legend Of Zelda film?
Fuhhhk.
One day someone will get smart and green light a Zelda film.
And not ghetto fan videos. Haha
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xbg25m_zelda-movie-the-hero-of-time_shortfilms
///
Fuhhhk.
One day someone will get smart and green light a Zelda film.
And not ghetto fan videos. Haha
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xbg25m_zelda-movie-the-hero-of-time_shortfilms
///
I didn't realize I would have Wifi
I'm sitting in the parking lot at Cecil.
Tonee's taking his final.
I'm timing him. He says he can be done in less than 30.
I demanded he take 5 shots repeatedly tonight, if not in the time frame.
Haha.
It is about to be 14mins.
Other than that...
It's pretty outside. But surprisingly cold.
And people are walking by my car, probably wonder what shady shit I'm up to.
Tonee's taking his final.
I'm timing him. He says he can be done in less than 30.
I demanded he take 5 shots repeatedly tonight, if not in the time frame.
Haha.
It is about to be 14mins.
Other than that...
It's pretty outside. But surprisingly cold.
And people are walking by my car, probably wonder what shady shit I'm up to.
10 more minutes...
and Tonee's gets bruised tonight.
///
a breath of fresh air
It’s 2:53.
Earlier today, I was visiting my last classes of the semester.
Which it really needed to be.
Because I was teetering off the attentionsphere.
I mean I completely crashed and burned in Speech today.
Long story short…
I wrote an apology for my inability to prepare for the final.
It was quite an embarrassing and uncomfortable experience but after this week is over, I’ll no longer admit or recall to any occurrence taking place. I just look at you dumfounded.
My final day of the semester also included a panic attack.
Time crunch = excess accumulation of sweat
(Although today was devilishly deceiving, if one was to look at a calendar.)
Today is December 16th.
And in some sick twisted world, Jacksonville still manages to be 80+ degrees.
Shits wack.
But eventually the stress plateau-ed.
Greta and her Printmaking course includes a nice sit-down dinner amongst all the students, at the end of the semester.
We got a chance to just chill and socialize in class, equal to that of a family dinner.
Maybe why she calls it that.
Either way, I had some dank cheesy pasta.
I would have lined my pockets with ziplocks, if aware of its power over me.
------------------------------
But now I’m home now.
Me and Tonee are on MWarfare 2.
Kill ratio is above 1.
I want to make it 2 (soon or eventually, lol), which I think is a reachable feat.
Also, I want to write in a couple hours (since it is already technically “tomorrow”).
But clothes and wallspace need my attention before I get to write.
What’s in store: More cleaning.
Note: Get dad a box full of AA batteries.
///
Earlier today, I was visiting my last classes of the semester.
Which it really needed to be.
Because I was teetering off the attentionsphere.
I mean I completely crashed and burned in Speech today.
Long story short…
I wrote an apology for my inability to prepare for the final.
It was quite an embarrassing and uncomfortable experience but after this week is over, I’ll no longer admit or recall to any occurrence taking place. I just look at you dumfounded.
My final day of the semester also included a panic attack.
Time crunch = excess accumulation of sweat
(Although today was devilishly deceiving, if one was to look at a calendar.)
Today is December 16th.
And in some sick twisted world, Jacksonville still manages to be 80+ degrees.
Shits wack.
But eventually the stress plateau-ed.
Greta and her Printmaking course includes a nice sit-down dinner amongst all the students, at the end of the semester.
We got a chance to just chill and socialize in class, equal to that of a family dinner.
Maybe why she calls it that.
Either way, I had some dank cheesy pasta.
I would have lined my pockets with ziplocks, if aware of its power over me.
------------------------------
But now I’m home now.
Me and Tonee are on MWarfare 2.
Kill ratio is above 1.
I want to make it 2 (soon or eventually, lol), which I think is a reachable feat.
Also, I want to write in a couple hours (since it is already technically “tomorrow”).
But clothes and wallspace need my attention before I get to write.
What’s in store: More cleaning.
Note: Get dad a box full of AA batteries.
///
Friday, December 11, 2009
Bahaha
As much as I love Tim Tebow.
long time no see
baha
This is about the most ridiculous, most borderline creepy thing he'll ever do or be a part of.
long time no see
baha
GO GATORS
///
Before I go to work...
After drowning in my bed till noon today.
I jump right into my day (really, my week) of productivity and organization.
It was myBook day for me. I finally got access to all my files from the defunct Dell desktop.
It's been nearly 6 months since I've last seen any of it.
So, today was quite a refreshing experience.
Work was done.
50% maybe.
My week in lists:
Back up all my files.
Organize the files. (Which will take me a year.)
Clean my room.
Put all my contents back on the walls.
Study for finals.
///
I jump right into my day (really, my week) of productivity and organization.
It was myBook day for me. I finally got access to all my files from the defunct Dell desktop.
It's been nearly 6 months since I've last seen any of it.
So, today was quite a refreshing experience.
Work was done.
50% maybe.
My week in lists:
Back up all my files.
Organize the files. (Which will take me a year.)
Clean my room.
Put all my contents back on the walls.
Study for finals.
///
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Mistakes
Since the Heisman is right around the corner...
MISTAKE: Avoid looking like a Geico caveman. If you're a public figure.
MISTAKE: Avoid looking like a Geico caveman. If you're a public figure.
(Because of this moustache)
Gerhart will win the Heisman on Saturday night.
///
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Day Two.
good stuff.
Me and Bill played battleship, just a second ago.
Too much fun. Haha.
Next thing on my to-do-list:
Salvage all my files from my old, dead computer.
///
It’s a day for firsts.
First laptop post.
First time using this blog program, Windows Live Writer.
Shift + ENTER. (Wow, so inconvenient.)
Iono if I’m ever gonna get used to this. Haha.
Cool program besides this complete technical flaw.
Sigh.
Either way, I’m gonna love this computer.
One more disappointment... I wished I had a backlight for my keyboard. Hahaha
I just want to type at night… in my bed. Fuhhhhk
But regarding, my normal blog posts… I have a couple plans up my sleeve.
Hint: questions.
Lol, I’m gonna go stock my computer up with some programs now.
Skype should be (interestingly) fun.
HAHA, first shit webcam shot.
I know.
I'm a loser.
:)
///
First time using this blog program, Windows Live Writer.
Shift + ENTER. (Wow, so inconvenient.)
Iono if I’m ever gonna get used to this. Haha.
Cool program besides this complete technical flaw.
Sigh.
Either way, I’m gonna love this computer.
One more disappointment... I wished I had a backlight for my keyboard. Hahaha
I just want to type at night… in my bed. Fuhhhhk
But regarding, my normal blog posts… I have a couple plans up my sleeve.
Hint: questions.
Lol, I’m gonna go stock my computer up with some programs now.
Skype should be (interestingly) fun.
HAHA, first shit webcam shot.
I know.
I'm a loser.
:)
///
Friday, December 4, 2009
Cross your fingers
Not only am I anticipating the new season(s) of Entourage, I'm delighted to hear the buzz on what maybe an Entourage movie in the works. We'll have to wait and see.
http://www.fancast.com/blogs/tv-news/entourage-movie-in-the-works/?cmpid=FCST_tvnews
Oh and I watched The Goods : Live Hard, Sell Hard last night...
Damn. It completely exceeded my expectations. There wasn't any particular part that bothered me, being that I'm growing ever so critical of big box office movies. Piven is a comedic genius, even in the presence of his comedic ensemble cast. It was quite a movie.
I rented Paper Heart, too.
So I'm gonna go watch it.
I'll be back later today to rant about this shift in the skateboarding scene.
Good stuff.
///
http://www.fancast.com/blogs/tv-news/entourage-movie-in-the-works/?cmpid=FCST_tvnews
Oh and I watched The Goods : Live Hard, Sell Hard last night...
Damn. It completely exceeded my expectations. There wasn't any particular part that bothered me, being that I'm growing ever so critical of big box office movies. Piven is a comedic genius, even in the presence of his comedic ensemble cast. It was quite a movie.
I rented Paper Heart, too.
So I'm gonna go watch it.
I'll be back later today to rant about this shift in the skateboarding scene.
Good stuff.
///
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Fuck you, I'm busy
I'm terrible at being consistant.
And I'm getting gradually worse.
------------------------------
Note To Self:
If you don't start blogging on a normal basis, you'll never make something of yourself.
------------------------------
It's kinda late (2am) to shed light on the occurances of the past week, especially being that it was a holiday break, but as soon as I get back to an 100% mindset, I'll make sure to retrospect.
As for right now, I feel this peculiar urge to display my newly compiled playlist.
And I think it's because, more recently, I've recognized my particular favorite albums.
And not just any albums that happen to suit my fancy at a particular moment, but the ones that have longevity to my everchanging environment.
And it's good that I'm finally sharpening the scope; picking through my extensive library for the hidden gems.
One of my initial goals for this blog was to discuss my favorite, most influential albums of my life.
A list that would potentially range approximately 50. Still working out the kinks.
Oh and understandably, I accept that 20 years of living doesn't make me "credible nor a seasoned vet".
But you know what... fuck credibility. Haha
Either way, I'm pretty confident my opinion has some bit of merit.
It should at least make for an interesting read. Lol
:)
Listening to:
The Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
Belle & Sebastian - Dear Catastrophe Waitress
Belle & Sebastian - If You're Feeling Sinister
The Blow - Poor Aim : Love Songs & Remixes
Coldplay - Parachutes
datA - Skywriter
Death Cab - The Photo Album
Death Cab - Plans
Jose Gonzales - Veneer
Matt & Kim - S/T
Metric - Fantasies
Person L - The Positives
Phoenix - Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
Pretty Girls Make Graves - Good Health
Pretty Girls Make Graves - The New Romance
Say Hi - The Wishes And The Glitch
Say Hi To Your Mom - Numbers & Mumbles
Single Tracks:
Cass McCombs - "Sacred Heart"
Enter Shikari - "Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour"
Feist - "Mushaboom"
Hall & Oates - "You Make My Dreams"
Professor Murder - "Free Stress Test"
Regina Spektor - "Hero"
///
And I'm getting gradually worse.
------------------------------
Note To Self:
If you don't start blogging on a normal basis, you'll never make something of yourself.
------------------------------
It's kinda late (2am) to shed light on the occurances of the past week, especially being that it was a holiday break, but as soon as I get back to an 100% mindset, I'll make sure to retrospect.
As for right now, I feel this peculiar urge to display my newly compiled playlist.
And I think it's because, more recently, I've recognized my particular favorite albums.
And not just any albums that happen to suit my fancy at a particular moment, but the ones that have longevity to my everchanging environment.
And it's good that I'm finally sharpening the scope; picking through my extensive library for the hidden gems.
One of my initial goals for this blog was to discuss my favorite, most influential albums of my life.
A list that would potentially range approximately 50. Still working out the kinks.
Oh and understandably, I accept that 20 years of living doesn't make me "credible nor a seasoned vet".
But you know what... fuck credibility. Haha
Either way, I'm pretty confident my opinion has some bit of merit.
It should at least make for an interesting read. Lol
:)
Listening to:
The Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
Belle & Sebastian - Dear Catastrophe Waitress
Belle & Sebastian - If You're Feeling Sinister
The Blow - Poor Aim : Love Songs & Remixes
Coldplay - Parachutes
datA - Skywriter
Death Cab - The Photo Album
Death Cab - Plans
Jose Gonzales - Veneer
Matt & Kim - S/T
Metric - Fantasies
Person L - The Positives
Phoenix - Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
Pretty Girls Make Graves - Good Health
Pretty Girls Make Graves - The New Romance
Say Hi - The Wishes And The Glitch
Say Hi To Your Mom - Numbers & Mumbles
Single Tracks:
Cass McCombs - "Sacred Heart"
Enter Shikari - "Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour"
Feist - "Mushaboom"
Hall & Oates - "You Make My Dreams"
Professor Murder - "Free Stress Test"
Regina Spektor - "Hero"
///
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