..and i'll be ready to party. ain't nothing like them summer nights.

Nothing annoys me more at the gym than....

Well, take a guess. Go ahead.

No, it's not cocky sweaty muscley men. And no, it's not slow walking obese women that take forever to use an elliptical machine.

It's actually when you need to fart while on a cardio machine but you know you might shard, so you have to cut your work out session early to go home because the bathrooms in the locker room is just too dirty to use. Gah.

Speaking of the gym though, I signed up for 24 Hour Fitness' "The Biggest Loser" contest. Basically, when you sign up they measure your weight, height, and approximate body fat ratio. The person who loses the most body fat percentage by December 30th is the winner, and the grand prize is some sort of calorie counter, and 5 free sessions with some trainers. I think it's the right kick in the ass to get me more motivated than I already am.

I walked out of the gym today, and I can't help but notice that the smell of summer barely reached so cal.

The season's lagging it, and I want my winter solstice.

Under a microscope

I admit that I'm a little too forgiving. Not that I forgive a lot..I just feel like I forgive too easily. Ok, nevermind, I do forgive a lot as well.

I let things slide. I let things happen that disappointment me, but I do not make a big deal out of it. I try my damn hardest to be good to everyone, but once I make one little mistake, the world hates me. And usually it just starts off as disappointing one person, but then the shit quickly hits the fan and all the burdens of the universe start crashing down on me.

Hell, if I ever gotten mad over some honest mistake, it would only vex me no more than two minutes. I understand people make mistakes. People should understand that I do too.

But then again, not everyone is me.

I am not giving up

I know I've said it a million times before, but trust me.

185 lbs by January of 2009. Best believe it.

Before going to bed..

It's depressing to think that people close to you are changing in the worst way. No, it's not changing in a sense that, the person is turning into a bad or moody person. It's changing in a sense that these people are just throwing it all away, as if they've given up trying to be happy in life.

People get stuck in ruts all the time, and they get through it; but it's only because they have the will power to persevere and conquer the obstacles that come with "life-changing" (i'm using the term very loosely, btw) occurrences such as heartbreak, loss of friends, decreased value of health, etc.

I tried getting one of my closest friends out of the rut he's still swimming in, and despite the facade and his ability to seem happy, I know he's just acting in his new fashion because he's troubled. I hope and pray that he gets out soon before he really gets hurt. And that's from a friend.

no homo

UCR won

I find myself in various situations when I should have brought my guitar. Today was one of those days, and I had a choice between doing karaoke night or go to UCR for the yearly block party.

I missed out on the roots, but at least I got to sing a little bit with shadd, franz, and ace. however, that hardly compensates for anything.

I like living at home, but I like living away more.

I guess that's what it all comes down to.

Don't get it twisted

I'm not going to cheat anymore. I'll make sure by the time 2009 comes, I'm 185 or less. Eat three times a day, work out tuesday, thursday, friday, saturday, and sunday. I'll take supplements if I feel the need to.

I put it down, now.

On a whim

It would be typical of me to write a fake blog about how I randomly got up and went longboarding today on a whim, and then pretend to reflect upon it, stating that it must be "that time of year again." I'd then make it a point to pointlessly reminisce about good times at UCR, and how Cal State LA is and "will never be," like my time at UCR. I digress though.

Only because living life is about walking forward, not dwelling back in the footsteps you've imprinted in the hearts of others.

Side Notation

I sometimes forget how lucky I am to have someone to care for me as much as my girlfriend does.

Guys will be guys, and single guys will always front like they enjoy "the freedom." I don't understand the context in which they would state that because the way I see it, it is the most "freedom" you can get when you immerse yourself into somebody else's life while they're doing likewise. Perhaps, these single guys, and I mean the single guys that holler at girls all the time--the ones that give cute girls rude comments and intentionally disengages any knowledge on how to be a gentlemen when he's in the company of his friends-- or those single guys that only want a quick fuck, put up a front because they know that a meaningful relationship is what they're longing for.

I'm sure among all the "dwellers" of the 626, I'm the most introvert. I can almost guarantee it.

This time around

I'll sincerely try to update this thing as much as I can. With so much going on that is bound to be forgotten, I'll have to write it down to acknowledge its significance before it hadn't any at all. Aj and Napp update religiously; I should too.

I generally wouldn't consider myself a shy person. I hardly think anyone thinks of me in that way, but at CSULA, for some reason, I am. I know I'm not exactly trying to start anew, but I kinda find it ridiculous how I can't put out my hand in the act of introduction as easily as I would've at UCR.

Me changing? I think not. Me being a pussy about things? That's more like it.

On a brighter note, I am at the top of my game...academically.