i'm going to switch blogging accounts after this post.
If i was smart I would be focusing on music as my career path. If i was any good at being a nurse, i'd stay in the career path i'm currently on.
There's really no need for me to play shows anymore. I've already accomplished everything I didn't think was possible. everything else does not matter.
I would really like to believe that something good is bound to be coming my way.
Lastly, i've decided that it's better to be low pro, if anything.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
always always always a pleasure
to sorta peer into the past and reflect on what it is in the present.
from song to suk, korean transformation from conformity to breaking social norms.
all koreans can sing.
from song to suk, korean transformation from conformity to breaking social norms.
all koreans can sing.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Been a while.
Sorry, been studying. not that you care, just, yeah.
goals by july 3:
- get job
- get money any way possible
- lose 10 lbs
- make music
- start contributing to the decadence
- fixie/condenser mic perhaps.
goals by july 3:
- get job
- get money any way possible
- lose 10 lbs
- make music
- start contributing to the decadence
- fixie/condenser mic perhaps.
Monday, June 1, 2009
quote me.
if i had the money and hardware, i would kill ryan leslie and ricky gipson on making beats.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
The Difference Between School and Life
In school, you're taught a lesson and given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson. enough said.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
dispositions
the current song reflects upon my good friend franz's and my good friend hannah's current dispositions.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
in just about 24 hours
one of the most influential that has ever been a part of my life is now taking his final curtain call.
i really am taking a break from music. this is just too overwhelming.
i really am taking a break from music. this is just too overwhelming.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
too much for words to express
today was emotional. we had ups and downs, an emotional rollercoaster.
tonight's show meant something to me, and my love for music has either renewed or somehow got greatly strengthened.
dude, randolph. i love you. the world you will soon leave behind will never forget you, as you have left permanent footprints on our hearts.
oh how i hate goodbyes.
lets make this "goodbye" a "see ya later" k?
tonight's show meant something to me, and my love for music has either renewed or somehow got greatly strengthened.
dude, randolph. i love you. the world you will soon leave behind will never forget you, as you have left permanent footprints on our hearts.
oh how i hate goodbyes.
lets make this "goodbye" a "see ya later" k?
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
web routine
twitter, facebook, this blog, the decadence, myspace, nba highlights, open up pandora and listen to the broken dubstep channel, and repeat.
tomorrow's itinerary:
-wake up 7am
-work out from 7:30-9:30am
-head to school by 10:30am; arrive at school by 11
-sociology class 11:40-1:20pm
-study at library 1:45-5:45
-first general meeting of the decadence crew 6:30-8
-study at starbucks on azusa 9-11
-study at home 11:30-2am
times are subject to change. good night!
tomorrow's itinerary:
-wake up 7am
-work out from 7:30-9:30am
-head to school by 10:30am; arrive at school by 11
-sociology class 11:40-1:20pm
-study at library 1:45-5:45
-first general meeting of the decadence crew 6:30-8
-study at starbucks on azusa 9-11
-study at home 11:30-2am
times are subject to change. good night!
you can't even start to fathom
and i can't even start to explain how good i am at some things. IP Address + Brute Force = Passwords passwords passwords
bitch's about to get murked.
Monday, May 11, 2009
goodbye
some people come into our lives and quickly go. some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts,and we're never, ever the same.
- ayala 2009
i've said it once, and i'll say it again. with my own drumline shows aside, never has an indoor show gotten me so close to the brink of tears as this one. i know the sport and art of indoor drumline is a subculture, but it is clear to me that anyone who knows even a little about music can appreciate the musicality and the caliber of ayala's show. perhaps an article from wgi.org explains the sensation of watching their show best.
With every season there tends to be one or two productions that truly hit home from an emotional perspective. Resonating with the audience, performers and judges in a perfect harmony of sorts – creating an emotional sense of urgency the binds us a through a delicate series of collective musical and visual moments. Whether we call it perfect artistry, or perhaps an honest portrait of viewing what makes us human, the fact remains that the ability to feel, see and experience these priceless memories never grows tiring, or mundane. These are recollections that tend to stay beyond the end of a show, or the conclusion of an awards ceremony. This season, however, has seen such productions in spades. There truly is a sense of hope stirring about – especially in the midst of such trying and turbulent times.
Yet, for the students, staff and parents at Ayala High School, their concert and marching programs deliver an emotional weight on multiple levels; almost as if they gathered the endless spectrum of emotions tied to this activity and wonderfully placed them in a neat and concise package. One program deals with saying Goodbye, while the other explores the Legacy we leave behind; elements we tend to deal with towards the end of a season – reflecting back on what we’ve established and saying farewell to the friends who’ve become a second family. A home away from home.
“Ayala’s marching percussion program this season is titled Goodbye, which looks at the various ways we say goodbye. Whether it’s saying goodbye to a loved one as they pass on, or learning to say goodbye to someone we’ve loved dearly, we really wanted to a look at something simple in its nature, but then place it under a microscope and examine the emotional power this word carries,” Caleb Rothe, the front ensemble instructor/arranger, explains. “Obviously the challenge for the staff was narrowing down the extensive list of ideas and trying to find the ones that really worked. It was a challenging process, but one that has yielded extremely positive results.”
Utilizing a daring combination of swift drill and unique musical choices, the program begins with the simple and casual gesture of saying goodbye to random people, or friends – eventually developing an emotionally stirring and poignant production that examines the irrevocable power of one word. The ambient and propelling rhythm of Radiohead’s Everything’s in its Right Place creates a sense of ambience that allows the program to branch out into various directions; each more compelling than the last and further amplified by the undeniable energy of the performers.
“For us I think it’s been really special because this is something the kids can relate to. This is something we know everyone has to deal with – saying goodbye. Everyone has had to say goodbye to a loved one, or to someone passing on, or maybe even someone on the street. Creating that emotional connection was the first step and luckily the kids have been great in taking this idea and really running with it. It’s been a special experience because as instructors and designers we sit and have these ideas. Sometimes they work, other times they don’t, but because of the emotional weight this show carries I think the kids understand this is something you can’t fake. This is a show that comes from a honest place because it means something different to everyone else, but at the same time the emotional urgency is always present and the kids have gotten better every single time and we feel fortunate to witness them enjoy each performance.”
Yet what people will recall most in discussing Ayala’s program is the closing segment, where a boy reaches out for a girl, drifting further and further away as the familiar melody from Boys II Men’s hit single, End of the Road, provides a devastating – but extremely effective emotional backdrop. The lyrics are beautifully blended with the musical and visual package, creating a borderline theatrical closer that possesses enough power to compel audience members to tears. But even with the emotionally stirring power of Ayala’s percussion program creating a fair amount of discussion, their concert percussion program is equally as engaging.
“The concert program is called Legacy and it means a lot of things. Especially to me,” Caleb proudly states. “One of the things it looks at is the entire idea of the legacy of the concert class in the activity. On another level it observes the legacy of America. I’ve always loved my country and been thankful for all the freedoms we’ve been granted and it’s been my dream to do an Americana-type show, so this was definitely the time to take the plunge. I wanted to pay homage to what the class has inspired in terms of musicianship and artistry, but also looking at the compelling works of these wonderful American composers and placing them into a show everyone can enjoy.”
There’s an immediate sense of intrigue as the soft, warm ripple rolls establish the mood for Aaron Copland’s Fanfare for the Common Man. With carefully selected narrative passages providing the path, the music responds to quotes from historically significant figures as President Obama and Martin Luther King, Jr. In essence, it’s a musical history lesson of America’s finest moments and in some way the music that was unconsciously inspired by such moments. While one can rant and rave about the brilliance of the musical selections from the likes of Copland, John Adams, Frank Ticheli and American folk songs, witnessing the sheer artistry and mastery of the performers is what allows the program to retain its emotional core. There are subtleties at every corner and the ensemble tackles difficulty in a different light. Not solely relying on a flurry of sixteenth note flourishes, but an exploration of musical exposition and the ability to draw out as much emotional and sound as humanly possible.
“The emotional significance of the show and the title is looking back at Ayala’s involvement in the concert class. The legacy they’ve established for themselves. It’s been four years since they last came out here and won their first gold medal. It was an amazing moment and I wanted to pay tribute to that. I even used strains of Ticheli’s Blue Shades, just like I did back in 2006,” Caleb recalls with a huge smile. “For some of these seniors now that was one of the first songs they ever played, so it was nostalgic and emotional at the same time. Ideally, this show is also dedicated to my family. Specifically my father and my son, Cameron. My father was the one who introduced me to music, so I know where I am now is due in part to his influence in my life. And just recently I was blessed with a beautiful boy and in a way looking at the fact that now I’m going to start another legacy – being a father myself. “
“It’s really about looking at the various things in our lives that are meaningful to us and how they affect us across the course of time. And at the same time looking at what we leave behind when we move onto various stages in our lives. There’s tons of depth and symbolism – most of which won’t come across in the show – but these unseen, or unheard elements, made it easier to connect with the purpose of the show. To give another emotional aesthetic for the kids to connect to, along with myself. That’s what really this is all about. Going beyond the parameters of what is expected and connecting not with just a small group, but everyone involved.”
In essence every program carries its own emotional weight and significance. Yet, it’s rare to find not one – but two – programs that truly capitalize on aspects performers, parents and staff members deal with year after year; season after season; ensemble after ensemble. There’s an emotional connection we carry along the months of endless practice and sacrifice, but it all culminates to joining as an ensemble for those last few performances and leaving nothing to chance; to simply perform with such intensity and passion that in a sense you “leave it all on the floor” as they say. Besides, it’s never easy to say goodbye to those who’ve become like a second family – no matter how many times one may have experienced the ordeal.
But not all tears are composed of sadness and each of us leaves behind a legacy. It does not have to a grand gesture etched into the pages of history for all to read. It’s about noting personal satisfaction and finding emotional closure. To look back, smile and be proud of the actions as an individual, as well as a group. It’s perfectly noted in the closing seconds of Ayala’s program, thankfully reminding us “that some people come and go quickly, while others stay for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same.”
it kinda makes me want to drum again, but my time has passed.
- ayala 2009
i've said it once, and i'll say it again. with my own drumline shows aside, never has an indoor show gotten me so close to the brink of tears as this one. i know the sport and art of indoor drumline is a subculture, but it is clear to me that anyone who knows even a little about music can appreciate the musicality and the caliber of ayala's show. perhaps an article from wgi.org explains the sensation of watching their show best.
With every season there tends to be one or two productions that truly hit home from an emotional perspective. Resonating with the audience, performers and judges in a perfect harmony of sorts – creating an emotional sense of urgency the binds us a through a delicate series of collective musical and visual moments. Whether we call it perfect artistry, or perhaps an honest portrait of viewing what makes us human, the fact remains that the ability to feel, see and experience these priceless memories never grows tiring, or mundane. These are recollections that tend to stay beyond the end of a show, or the conclusion of an awards ceremony. This season, however, has seen such productions in spades. There truly is a sense of hope stirring about – especially in the midst of such trying and turbulent times.
Yet, for the students, staff and parents at Ayala High School, their concert and marching programs deliver an emotional weight on multiple levels; almost as if they gathered the endless spectrum of emotions tied to this activity and wonderfully placed them in a neat and concise package. One program deals with saying Goodbye, while the other explores the Legacy we leave behind; elements we tend to deal with towards the end of a season – reflecting back on what we’ve established and saying farewell to the friends who’ve become a second family. A home away from home.
“Ayala’s marching percussion program this season is titled Goodbye, which looks at the various ways we say goodbye. Whether it’s saying goodbye to a loved one as they pass on, or learning to say goodbye to someone we’ve loved dearly, we really wanted to a look at something simple in its nature, but then place it under a microscope and examine the emotional power this word carries,” Caleb Rothe, the front ensemble instructor/arranger, explains. “Obviously the challenge for the staff was narrowing down the extensive list of ideas and trying to find the ones that really worked. It was a challenging process, but one that has yielded extremely positive results.”
Utilizing a daring combination of swift drill and unique musical choices, the program begins with the simple and casual gesture of saying goodbye to random people, or friends – eventually developing an emotionally stirring and poignant production that examines the irrevocable power of one word. The ambient and propelling rhythm of Radiohead’s Everything’s in its Right Place creates a sense of ambience that allows the program to branch out into various directions; each more compelling than the last and further amplified by the undeniable energy of the performers.
“For us I think it’s been really special because this is something the kids can relate to. This is something we know everyone has to deal with – saying goodbye. Everyone has had to say goodbye to a loved one, or to someone passing on, or maybe even someone on the street. Creating that emotional connection was the first step and luckily the kids have been great in taking this idea and really running with it. It’s been a special experience because as instructors and designers we sit and have these ideas. Sometimes they work, other times they don’t, but because of the emotional weight this show carries I think the kids understand this is something you can’t fake. This is a show that comes from a honest place because it means something different to everyone else, but at the same time the emotional urgency is always present and the kids have gotten better every single time and we feel fortunate to witness them enjoy each performance.”
Yet what people will recall most in discussing Ayala’s program is the closing segment, where a boy reaches out for a girl, drifting further and further away as the familiar melody from Boys II Men’s hit single, End of the Road, provides a devastating – but extremely effective emotional backdrop. The lyrics are beautifully blended with the musical and visual package, creating a borderline theatrical closer that possesses enough power to compel audience members to tears. But even with the emotionally stirring power of Ayala’s percussion program creating a fair amount of discussion, their concert percussion program is equally as engaging.
“The concert program is called Legacy and it means a lot of things. Especially to me,” Caleb proudly states. “One of the things it looks at is the entire idea of the legacy of the concert class in the activity. On another level it observes the legacy of America. I’ve always loved my country and been thankful for all the freedoms we’ve been granted and it’s been my dream to do an Americana-type show, so this was definitely the time to take the plunge. I wanted to pay homage to what the class has inspired in terms of musicianship and artistry, but also looking at the compelling works of these wonderful American composers and placing them into a show everyone can enjoy.”
There’s an immediate sense of intrigue as the soft, warm ripple rolls establish the mood for Aaron Copland’s Fanfare for the Common Man. With carefully selected narrative passages providing the path, the music responds to quotes from historically significant figures as President Obama and Martin Luther King, Jr. In essence, it’s a musical history lesson of America’s finest moments and in some way the music that was unconsciously inspired by such moments. While one can rant and rave about the brilliance of the musical selections from the likes of Copland, John Adams, Frank Ticheli and American folk songs, witnessing the sheer artistry and mastery of the performers is what allows the program to retain its emotional core. There are subtleties at every corner and the ensemble tackles difficulty in a different light. Not solely relying on a flurry of sixteenth note flourishes, but an exploration of musical exposition and the ability to draw out as much emotional and sound as humanly possible.
“The emotional significance of the show and the title is looking back at Ayala’s involvement in the concert class. The legacy they’ve established for themselves. It’s been four years since they last came out here and won their first gold medal. It was an amazing moment and I wanted to pay tribute to that. I even used strains of Ticheli’s Blue Shades, just like I did back in 2006,” Caleb recalls with a huge smile. “For some of these seniors now that was one of the first songs they ever played, so it was nostalgic and emotional at the same time. Ideally, this show is also dedicated to my family. Specifically my father and my son, Cameron. My father was the one who introduced me to music, so I know where I am now is due in part to his influence in my life. And just recently I was blessed with a beautiful boy and in a way looking at the fact that now I’m going to start another legacy – being a father myself. “
“It’s really about looking at the various things in our lives that are meaningful to us and how they affect us across the course of time. And at the same time looking at what we leave behind when we move onto various stages in our lives. There’s tons of depth and symbolism – most of which won’t come across in the show – but these unseen, or unheard elements, made it easier to connect with the purpose of the show. To give another emotional aesthetic for the kids to connect to, along with myself. That’s what really this is all about. Going beyond the parameters of what is expected and connecting not with just a small group, but everyone involved.”
In essence every program carries its own emotional weight and significance. Yet, it’s rare to find not one – but two – programs that truly capitalize on aspects performers, parents and staff members deal with year after year; season after season; ensemble after ensemble. There’s an emotional connection we carry along the months of endless practice and sacrifice, but it all culminates to joining as an ensemble for those last few performances and leaving nothing to chance; to simply perform with such intensity and passion that in a sense you “leave it all on the floor” as they say. Besides, it’s never easy to say goodbye to those who’ve become like a second family – no matter how many times one may have experienced the ordeal.
But not all tears are composed of sadness and each of us leaves behind a legacy. It does not have to a grand gesture etched into the pages of history for all to read. It’s about noting personal satisfaction and finding emotional closure. To look back, smile and be proud of the actions as an individual, as well as a group. It’s perfectly noted in the closing seconds of Ayala’s program, thankfully reminding us “that some people come and go quickly, while others stay for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts and we are never, ever the same.”
it kinda makes me want to drum again, but my time has passed.
ballsy
should've thought twice when i decided to wear my pi rho phi shirt to an event hosted my csulb zetas
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
social life remodeling in progress
we were learning about the plasticity of the brain in developmental psychology today. the entire concept loosely means that if ever a hemisphere of a brain is severely damaged and unable to repair itself, the functions, motor and cognitive, that the damaged hemisphere was previously responsible for will matriculate to the other side of the brain, and that hemisphere will control all functions, along with the functions it was primarily responsible for.
in various ways, social life is a bit like that. if friends become distant, you will find ways to recuperate. this is done either by vaguely keeping in touch or catching up by reading posts on things like this. i find it odd how i always seem to feel balanced socially when, in recollective reality, my group of friends fluctuate as much as the bipolar weather has been.
i always find the end of a depressive period in my life to be some sort of renewed sense of balance. i am usually reluctant at first, but i come to terms with everyone else's dispositions as opposed to mine. i then realize things i've already established a long while ago, and those monumental first lines of that one song made by those three androgynous boys start repeating in my head, and i am again at a state of social callousness. mmm.....!
it usually works that way, and thug life, but i can't help but feel that if all of my assumptions about pseudointimacy of friendships are true, then we really do live in such a sad and demeaning world. i can't help but empathize for those people who are so reliant on other people to bring balance in their lives. i guess that's most people. and i guess it's just me who believes otherwise, but like i said, thug life.
whatever that had to be said was said in the allotted time we were predestined to be friends, then you will only exist to me as a skewed memory, biased with joy, laughter, and all those the times we felt on top of the world.
in various ways, social life is a bit like that. if friends become distant, you will find ways to recuperate. this is done either by vaguely keeping in touch or catching up by reading posts on things like this. i find it odd how i always seem to feel balanced socially when, in recollective reality, my group of friends fluctuate as much as the bipolar weather has been.
i always find the end of a depressive period in my life to be some sort of renewed sense of balance. i am usually reluctant at first, but i come to terms with everyone else's dispositions as opposed to mine. i then realize things i've already established a long while ago, and those monumental first lines of that one song made by those three androgynous boys start repeating in my head, and i am again at a state of social callousness. mmm.....!
it usually works that way, and thug life, but i can't help but feel that if all of my assumptions about pseudointimacy of friendships are true, then we really do live in such a sad and demeaning world. i can't help but empathize for those people who are so reliant on other people to bring balance in their lives. i guess that's most people. and i guess it's just me who believes otherwise, but like i said, thug life.
whatever that had to be said was said in the allotted time we were predestined to be friends, then you will only exist to me as a skewed memory, biased with joy, laughter, and all those the times we felt on top of the world.
Monday, May 4, 2009
yup,
the actual pursuit of lurking is a humbling endeavor, paved with discoveries of seemingly obvious truths about the world around us.
with each face we see, with each person we meet, is an invisible backpack filled with stories, recollections, and values that that person bases the decisions they make on their lives upon.
i'll keep it short, because they're coming back.
however, with this said, it's safe to say that alanna bautista is the homegirl.
wsup.
with each face we see, with each person we meet, is an invisible backpack filled with stories, recollections, and values that that person bases the decisions they make on their lives upon.
i'll keep it short, because they're coming back.
however, with this said, it's safe to say that alanna bautista is the homegirl.
wsup.
and the moral of the story is:
although peter isn't perfect, it's important to be proud.
-dumbfoundead
tandom rhoughts before bed:
tinnitus from 2 nights ago's foray seems to be dying down, and i'm glad.
benadryl helps you sleep? hopefully.
flows are getting more potent thanks to ongoing battles with ryan basilio.
my metabolism isn't built the way other's are, so i've come to the realization that not everything is possible. genetics and formula feeding also promotes the causality of my disposition. i'm content on where i'm at now.
it's not giving up. it's being realistic.
i keep reminded time and time again that maintaining friendships are not worth the time, but stories of ongoing hilarity makes life worthwhile.
all midterms are currently aced; i have to keep at it.
comment from rachel le? dope dope dope.
my fans are working overtime to drown out the ringing from my ears for one more night only; then it's back to only 1 fan.
it's a grind tonight reminded me of the sinatra stuff they always play at the americana.
tomorrow is glendale all day for tuesday's midterm.
may 16th and may 30th are my next shows. norwalk hs (again) and chino hills high school for a benefit concert. lesgo.
i'm writing songs again :]
-dumbfoundead
tandom rhoughts before bed:
tinnitus from 2 nights ago's foray seems to be dying down, and i'm glad.
benadryl helps you sleep? hopefully.
flows are getting more potent thanks to ongoing battles with ryan basilio.
my metabolism isn't built the way other's are, so i've come to the realization that not everything is possible. genetics and formula feeding also promotes the causality of my disposition. i'm content on where i'm at now.
it's not giving up. it's being realistic.
i keep reminded time and time again that maintaining friendships are not worth the time, but stories of ongoing hilarity makes life worthwhile.
all midterms are currently aced; i have to keep at it.
comment from rachel le? dope dope dope.
my fans are working overtime to drown out the ringing from my ears for one more night only; then it's back to only 1 fan.
it's a grind tonight reminded me of the sinatra stuff they always play at the americana.
tomorrow is glendale all day for tuesday's midterm.
may 16th and may 30th are my next shows. norwalk hs (again) and chino hills high school for a benefit concert. lesgo.
i'm writing songs again :]
Saturday, May 2, 2009
manny pacquiao
under 3 minutes? the legend of the pacman continues to roam the fields of the philippine archipelago.
not worth the 50.
not worth the 50.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
i have a strange
bump on my cheekbone. i think it sorta looks cool. looks like a got punched in the face, and my face is swelling.
Monday, April 27, 2009
things that surprised me recently:
+ the new meg and dia cd is amazing
+ watching old band and drumline dvds make me cry
+ i don't eat when i'm sad (insert lucky boy's unfinished breakfast burrito)
+ sharing of the desktop helps me appreciate poor people's lack of having a computer
+ cal state la is gaining momentum in the fixie movement (a movement i have already opted out on)
+ for once, i'm not too excited for another riverside festivity
+ i only hold 2 good friends every 2 years
+ i figured out the reason why a handful of my friends haven't gotten signed to a record label yet
+ open g = beautiful chords
+ my nights are very quiet
+ watching old band and drumline dvds make me cry
+ i don't eat when i'm sad (insert lucky boy's unfinished breakfast burrito)
+ sharing of the desktop helps me appreciate poor people's lack of having a computer
+ cal state la is gaining momentum in the fixie movement (a movement i have already opted out on)
+ for once, i'm not too excited for another riverside festivity
+ i only hold 2 good friends every 2 years
+ i figured out the reason why a handful of my friends haven't gotten signed to a record label yet
+ open g = beautiful chords
+ my nights are very quiet
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
always intriguing
"it's not that we lose the greatness we had, it just depends on whether we let it go."
"Just here to break limitations and come up."
"What Ever It Takes"
"Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, when life gets hard and things change, true love remains the same."
"just like that i blow that shit, cuz bitch i'm the bomb like tick-tick."
"me gusta"
"you don't know me. at all."
"i'm growing up."
"lose another day here, lose another year here, i'm with you. you are the fire on my apartment floor sixteen stories i'd rather burn than fall and is it fate that took us all by storm, its just a turn of your card."
"try and catch up to me."
some original, some definitely not, but all of these quotes represent somebody. i don't know how, but they do. they're all individually taken from a couple of facebook friends' infos. some are "favorite quotes," and some are from those short bios facebook allow space for under your default picture. i love lurking up everyone and reading their quotes. i wonder if they truly believe that those specific couple of words can entirely summarize their entity.
one thing's for sure. they never thought they'd end up in my thoughts.
"Just here to break limitations and come up."
"What Ever It Takes"
"Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, when life gets hard and things change, true love remains the same."
"just like that i blow that shit, cuz bitch i'm the bomb like tick-tick."
"me gusta"
"you don't know me. at all."
"i'm growing up."
"lose another day here, lose another year here, i'm with you. you are the fire on my apartment floor sixteen stories i'd rather burn than fall and is it fate that took us all by storm, its just a turn of your card."
"try and catch up to me."
some original, some definitely not, but all of these quotes represent somebody. i don't know how, but they do. they're all individually taken from a couple of facebook friends' infos. some are "favorite quotes," and some are from those short bios facebook allow space for under your default picture. i love lurking up everyone and reading their quotes. i wonder if they truly believe that those specific couple of words can entirely summarize their entity.
one thing's for sure. they never thought they'd end up in my thoughts.
Monday, April 20, 2009
quickie
since i haven't had the time for a while, i decided to post up a little bit on this shitty ass vaio near the kitchen in my house.
as stated before, and by many people in fact (i'm not trying to discredit or credit anyone erroneously), the higher you get up, the harder the fall. well i can honestly say i fell from a high point in last week's escapades into stimulating new places, but my morale hasn't fallen. sure, i'm phoneless, indefinitely, yeah, my macbook's backlight is indefinitely f*cked for the weeks to come, but i'm not even tripping. i've hustled my way all through college with in worse dispositions, so i know i can keep on trucking along this slightly challenging rough patch in my life.
nothing and no one can bring me down.
but in other news. i went to PCN at mount saint mary's, and i went to the afterparty, and that shit was bonkers. i kept repeating to myself a verse from one of kanye's songs. i think it went, "how do you say faithful in a room full of hoes." needless to say, i didn't fuck up with drinking and driving. man, every party i go to, there are some sick jerkers. :}
speaking of jerking, i've been distancing away from it; it's only to focused on more organized dancing with its formalities and shit.
anyway, that's about it. quickie done.
happy 420 you guys!
as stated before, and by many people in fact (i'm not trying to discredit or credit anyone erroneously), the higher you get up, the harder the fall. well i can honestly say i fell from a high point in last week's escapades into stimulating new places, but my morale hasn't fallen. sure, i'm phoneless, indefinitely, yeah, my macbook's backlight is indefinitely f*cked for the weeks to come, but i'm not even tripping. i've hustled my way all through college with in worse dispositions, so i know i can keep on trucking along this slightly challenging rough patch in my life.
nothing and no one can bring me down.
but in other news. i went to PCN at mount saint mary's, and i went to the afterparty, and that shit was bonkers. i kept repeating to myself a verse from one of kanye's songs. i think it went, "how do you say faithful in a room full of hoes." needless to say, i didn't fuck up with drinking and driving. man, every party i go to, there are some sick jerkers. :}
speaking of jerking, i've been distancing away from it; it's only to focused on more organized dancing with its formalities and shit.
anyway, that's about it. quickie done.
happy 420 you guys!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
i've noticed
i never really do accomplish or complete projects i make unless i'm wholeheartedly determined. sure, weight, is a work of progress, but short-term things don't really last unless i'm balls out about it. for example, i try write new songs with an idea in mind, but if there's no meaning behind the mess of quarter notes, basic arpeggios, harmonics, and other musical mumbo jumbo, then the song remains words on a melody. in my eyes, it was never a viable song to begin with.
the same thing applies to dealing with friends and what not. i'm always on the go, and i live, or, rather, try to live my life to the fullest. simply put, anyone that can't keep up will be left in the dust. i take no responsibility for hurt feelings and all that other bullshit, and when i think about it, how the hell do you hurt a physically intangible object? whatever.
i think the fact that i'm never at all too determined at short-lived goals is the reason why i am very knowledgeable in so many different areas of interest, but when it comes to performing or conducting an application of the concept, i am substandard at best. i know one day i'll be the best at something, even if its only among the group of people know me.
i know i'm determined at that.
the same thing applies to dealing with friends and what not. i'm always on the go, and i live, or, rather, try to live my life to the fullest. simply put, anyone that can't keep up will be left in the dust. i take no responsibility for hurt feelings and all that other bullshit, and when i think about it, how the hell do you hurt a physically intangible object? whatever.
i think the fact that i'm never at all too determined at short-lived goals is the reason why i am very knowledgeable in so many different areas of interest, but when it comes to performing or conducting an application of the concept, i am substandard at best. i know one day i'll be the best at something, even if its only among the group of people know me.
i know i'm determined at that.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
dirtbag.
my flows are getting grizzlier and grizzlier, and this is no front. i have to quit fronting with all the good shit that's been happening to me lately. there really is no use to. but hey, these strange, coincidental chain of events can't possibly last forever.
Kogi BBQ was the shit, as always. Sorta bummed, however, on the fact that there was a limit of 4 tacos per person and they ran out of burritos already, but i don't blame em. they already had an earlier gig at my other home, Eagle Rock, earlier today, and i know eagle rockers are huge on kogi. Kogi is officially better than la estrella when it comes to its own distinct flavor of, well, even the tortillas taste bomber. Fried in lard instead of oil, i believe. Whatever, I ran an extra 200 cal w/o knowing kogi will be around town, and it all turned out for the best tonight.
Man scorch is manhandling me in ways i can't believe. did not work out yesterday, and i ate alright portions, and i woke up this morning a pound lighter.
win.
imma jinx this luck or whatever you wanna call it. but i don't give a fuck.
i'm on top of the world.
Kogi BBQ was the shit, as always. Sorta bummed, however, on the fact that there was a limit of 4 tacos per person and they ran out of burritos already, but i don't blame em. they already had an earlier gig at my other home, Eagle Rock, earlier today, and i know eagle rockers are huge on kogi. Kogi is officially better than la estrella when it comes to its own distinct flavor of, well, even the tortillas taste bomber. Fried in lard instead of oil, i believe. Whatever, I ran an extra 200 cal w/o knowing kogi will be around town, and it all turned out for the best tonight.
Man scorch is manhandling me in ways i can't believe. did not work out yesterday, and i ate alright portions, and i woke up this morning a pound lighter.
win.
imma jinx this luck or whatever you wanna call it. but i don't give a fuck.
i'm on top of the world.
Monday, April 13, 2009
omens
i'm having good ones. ever since watching ayala's show, i've been having musical epiphanies, and when i met chris brown with hannah and cb's two bodyguards near the melrose starbucks, i'm beginning to think i'm getting blessed with some good omens. no he didn't beat me.
but this crazy day was just that. crazy. it started with pick-up games of horse at the basketball courts near the new chem building on campus. class was interesting as usual. the "looking glass self": it's a really interesting concept, but i won't get into that; wiki it yourself. after class, i headed towards the USU. i usually find regina santos there waiting for lloyd from the gym, and lloyd and i do our lloyd and me routine that we normally do on mondays and wednesdays. i like this routine. i like structure in general.
hannah's the type of girl that is random. i've lurked her for several months now, and now since she's becoming a dope homie to me, there's really no point in lurking. i like to lurk people on the outskirts of our society's norms. i actually told her that, and i also warned her that once she becomes boring, i'm apt to leave. she tells me not to trip because she's never boring and will never bore me. i stayed quiet a lot of the times, analyzing her, things i would do behind a computer screen and a keyboard, but instead, she was in the passenger seat, probably also thinking. perhaps she said "she'll never be boring," because she knows herself well enough to know that, (also) perhaps, she's constantly changing in ideals, emotions, dispositions, and, among other things, personality. of course, i'm assuming, maybe it's even a front that she's telling me that "she'll bore me," but, hey, i told her i believe her. and i honestly do. being brutally honest and blunt about things shows a lot about your character, and hannah's dopeskies like that. she is not like any other virgo i've ever met.
i think it's funny how i'm writing about this and she's a follower/lurk on my blog. but whatever, thug life. i think, if anything, i will need to learn to see people as people, not as agents of expanding my own psychological knowledge.
OH YEAH.
chris brown. haha, yeah i met him. took some pictures with him. and bounced.
THE END.
actually not the end. i had a thought influx driving on the freeway for about an hour and half, and i wanted to see my girlfriend. we got some starbucks :]
but this crazy day was just that. crazy. it started with pick-up games of horse at the basketball courts near the new chem building on campus. class was interesting as usual. the "looking glass self": it's a really interesting concept, but i won't get into that; wiki it yourself. after class, i headed towards the USU. i usually find regina santos there waiting for lloyd from the gym, and lloyd and i do our lloyd and me routine that we normally do on mondays and wednesdays. i like this routine. i like structure in general.
hannah's the type of girl that is random. i've lurked her for several months now, and now since she's becoming a dope homie to me, there's really no point in lurking. i like to lurk people on the outskirts of our society's norms. i actually told her that, and i also warned her that once she becomes boring, i'm apt to leave. she tells me not to trip because she's never boring and will never bore me. i stayed quiet a lot of the times, analyzing her, things i would do behind a computer screen and a keyboard, but instead, she was in the passenger seat, probably also thinking. perhaps she said "she'll never be boring," because she knows herself well enough to know that, (also) perhaps, she's constantly changing in ideals, emotions, dispositions, and, among other things, personality. of course, i'm assuming, maybe it's even a front that she's telling me that "she'll bore me," but, hey, i told her i believe her. and i honestly do. being brutally honest and blunt about things shows a lot about your character, and hannah's dopeskies like that. she is not like any other virgo i've ever met.
i think it's funny how i'm writing about this and she's a follower/lurk on my blog. but whatever, thug life. i think, if anything, i will need to learn to see people as people, not as agents of expanding my own psychological knowledge.
OH YEAH.
chris brown. haha, yeah i met him. took some pictures with him. and bounced.
THE END.
actually not the end. i had a thought influx driving on the freeway for about an hour and half, and i wanted to see my girlfriend. we got some starbucks :]
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Nothing remotely good
about "good" friday.
- We observe this day in remembrance of Jesus' death on the cross, right? And Jesus dying is "good" how?
- We act solemn, unemotional, and indifferent on this day, with an emphasis of but not limited to the acts of not listening to music, not going out, or not doing anything in general? K, yeah, that's really good.
- The only permissible things to do is pray or watch made-for-tv movies about three main characters that we all know and love: Jesus, Noah, or Moses. What's the point of acting holy today when we don't plan to stay that way yearlong? Well I don't know, OlderGeneration, us young people like to call that hypocrisy. That's definitely not "good." (if you're gonna get on my case, let me remind you that i don't consider myself as a good catholic, and i definitely never said that i wasn't a hypocrite) (i was, however, remotely interested in what my dad wanted to watch. Jesus Christ Superstar. lol)
I am going to sleep. What's better? Sleeping or doing nothing at all?
Exactly.
- We observe this day in remembrance of Jesus' death on the cross, right? And Jesus dying is "good" how?
- We act solemn, unemotional, and indifferent on this day, with an emphasis of but not limited to the acts of not listening to music, not going out, or not doing anything in general? K, yeah, that's really good.
- The only permissible things to do is pray or watch made-for-tv movies about three main characters that we all know and love: Jesus, Noah, or Moses. What's the point of acting holy today when we don't plan to stay that way yearlong? Well I don't know, OlderGeneration, us young people like to call that hypocrisy. That's definitely not "good." (if you're gonna get on my case, let me remind you that i don't consider myself as a good catholic, and i definitely never said that i wasn't a hypocrite) (i was, however, remotely interested in what my dad wanted to watch. Jesus Christ Superstar. lol)
I am going to sleep. What's better? Sleeping or doing nothing at all?
Exactly.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
i don't need to remind myself
there's just no need. i'm in love, and there's no stopping.
albeit the constant headache, which i'm blaming on the man scorch, today was good. i came up on a 90 dollar paul frank sweater which is now my new inspiration to lose more weight. it looks good for now, but once i get it so it fits loosely, then watch out james b, you'll be checkin me out rather than, uh, lol nvm.
i was @calpoly (lol) to watch the show with TM, GRV, TMjr, and BMOD. I didn't know that regina santos had moves like that. she fronts like she sucks, but i am always impressed when people prove me wrong. GRV brought it as well. TM could've been better, but their level of intricacy was way off the charts. Most would agree, however, breaking, in their routine would've made them the best for the night.
In a show full of dancing, singers usually take the backseat. this would explain why the audience's "deadness" during randolph, cathy, and andrew garcia's sets. needless to say, andrew would've killed a lot of people in dancing with his mean 1990s he was showcasing after the show. the crowd he drew in the lobby was bigger than the one he had up on stage. jagg and i drew the crowd outside, bodyrolling, singing, and, of course, jerking. kevin "biglips" supplied the beat for the rest of the night.
Far East Movement was the closing act, and although I will not bag on their rapping prowess or the catchiness of their beats, i commend them for having the audience going and yelling for more. they proved to be some chill dudes when i socialized with them afterward.
What made my night was having francesca there, but that can be saved for a later post.
I took her home, and I left for coconut bay, where everyone decided to congregate. finding out that it was almost closing time, i was forced to decide what i wanted to eat. knowing that the food is, at best, substandard, i decided not to eat and kicked it with with lydia paek of boxcuttuhz and quest and robbie of GRV outside. philosophical they are when tetrahydrocarboxide inhibits their neuron synapses. however, for this night, they talked about jerking.
slowly but surely, everyone matriculated outside. slowly but surely, someone had to put on jerking music on. and slowly but surely, everyone had a fun time. good clean sober fun. i love the fact that i am a part of them. a group is more than its components; its interactions is what separates a mass of people from a group of friends.
we then went to denny's where our other half was waiting for us-- the other half that didn't feel like having mediocre thai food so then settled for mediocre food in general. it consisted of cathy, scott, and a bunch of other people whose faces i recognize but names i forgot.
we chilled for 10 minutes, jagg showed me "genuine" muay thai moves that he claimed he learned from 2 months in thailand for a summer camp, and we parted with a quickness. he doesn't front, and the bruises on my seres minor can prove that.
hm.
overall i need days like these to keep me sane. and i only write in this entry with such detail only because i want to remember this day and savor all the positive things that went on through the hours i lived through it. its days like these that make you want a friend to stand by, and today, luckily for me, i had the best friends anyone could ask for.
if only my mind was this clear everyday, but i have to sleep now. i have a psych quiz tomorrow morning at 8.
peace.
albeit the constant headache, which i'm blaming on the man scorch, today was good. i came up on a 90 dollar paul frank sweater which is now my new inspiration to lose more weight. it looks good for now, but once i get it so it fits loosely, then watch out james b, you'll be checkin me out rather than, uh, lol nvm.
i was @calpoly (lol) to watch the show with TM, GRV, TMjr, and BMOD. I didn't know that regina santos had moves like that. she fronts like she sucks, but i am always impressed when people prove me wrong. GRV brought it as well. TM could've been better, but their level of intricacy was way off the charts. Most would agree, however, breaking, in their routine would've made them the best for the night.
In a show full of dancing, singers usually take the backseat. this would explain why the audience's "deadness" during randolph, cathy, and andrew garcia's sets. needless to say, andrew would've killed a lot of people in dancing with his mean 1990s he was showcasing after the show. the crowd he drew in the lobby was bigger than the one he had up on stage. jagg and i drew the crowd outside, bodyrolling, singing, and, of course, jerking. kevin "biglips" supplied the beat for the rest of the night.
Far East Movement was the closing act, and although I will not bag on their rapping prowess or the catchiness of their beats, i commend them for having the audience going and yelling for more. they proved to be some chill dudes when i socialized with them afterward.
What made my night was having francesca there, but that can be saved for a later post.
I took her home, and I left for coconut bay, where everyone decided to congregate. finding out that it was almost closing time, i was forced to decide what i wanted to eat. knowing that the food is, at best, substandard, i decided not to eat and kicked it with with lydia paek of boxcuttuhz and quest and robbie of GRV outside. philosophical they are when tetrahydrocarboxide inhibits their neuron synapses. however, for this night, they talked about jerking.
slowly but surely, everyone matriculated outside. slowly but surely, someone had to put on jerking music on. and slowly but surely, everyone had a fun time. good clean sober fun. i love the fact that i am a part of them. a group is more than its components; its interactions is what separates a mass of people from a group of friends.
we then went to denny's where our other half was waiting for us-- the other half that didn't feel like having mediocre thai food so then settled for mediocre food in general. it consisted of cathy, scott, and a bunch of other people whose faces i recognize but names i forgot.
we chilled for 10 minutes, jagg showed me "genuine" muay thai moves that he claimed he learned from 2 months in thailand for a summer camp, and we parted with a quickness. he doesn't front, and the bruises on my seres minor can prove that.
hm.
overall i need days like these to keep me sane. and i only write in this entry with such detail only because i want to remember this day and savor all the positive things that went on through the hours i lived through it. its days like these that make you want a friend to stand by, and today, luckily for me, i had the best friends anyone could ask for.
if only my mind was this clear everyday, but i have to sleep now. i have a psych quiz tomorrow morning at 8.
peace.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
i feel that
everyone is going harder than me.
and i thought i went hard.
but damn. although everyone is surpassing, and on their way to surpassing, me, i'm so so so proud that they're not afraid to follow their true passion.
Silly girl pretty girl
If you dont see
What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
Girl and i pray that never will this trance be broken
and i thought i went hard.
but damn. although everyone is surpassing, and on their way to surpassing, me, i'm so so so proud that they're not afraid to follow their true passion.
Silly girl pretty girl
If you dont see
What a spell your sweet love has cast on me
Girl and i pray that never will this trance be broken
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
if it's a sunny day, then i'm happy.
if i'm in riverside, then i'm happy.
if it's both, then napp's probably around.
went to ontario. i watched prelims for PSW, PIW, and PIO (SDSU only). hm. pulse won prelims, but i'm guessing it was due to a penalty rcc got. even then, if they were that close to beating them with that penalty, they have to potential to take it this year.
afterwards, i got my ass to riverside. kicked it with napp and michelle de alday. haven't seen that girl in forever, and apparently i called her out way back when. i don't recall.
well. i got my 100 bucks. whats good?
if i'm in riverside, then i'm happy.
if it's both, then napp's probably around.
went to ontario. i watched prelims for PSW, PIW, and PIO (SDSU only). hm. pulse won prelims, but i'm guessing it was due to a penalty rcc got. even then, if they were that close to beating them with that penalty, they have to potential to take it this year.
afterwards, i got my ass to riverside. kicked it with napp and michelle de alday. haven't seen that girl in forever, and apparently i called her out way back when. i don't recall.
well. i got my 100 bucks. whats good?
Saturday, April 4, 2009
day 1
5 pills a day. that's the plan.
it starts tomorrow morning.
yi ssi wah ro is the best aycekrnbbq place in ktown.
yswr > mannas any day. wsup?
it starts tomorrow morning.
yi ssi wah ro is the best aycekrnbbq place in ktown.
yswr > mannas any day. wsup?
Friday, April 3, 2009
i went ahead.
sometimes we just need someone to show us something we can't see for ourselves, and then we're changed forever.
-zammap
-zammap
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
why bromance is true:
in regards to party i went to:
me: :| i wanted to bring you. all the other niggas were ugly
me: i bring you because i know if i hang out with cute guys, it would make me look like i have a bomb ass personality to be kickin it with such cute guys.
me: ya know?
napp: lawl
napp: i'd go with you because you're a celeb
napp: and celebs mean I'm a celeb too or at least it makes me look like one
napp: like i have some talent or some shit
napp: lawlercakes
napp's probably reading this, thinking, "he would.."
me: :| i wanted to bring you. all the other niggas were ugly
me: i bring you because i know if i hang out with cute guys, it would make me look like i have a bomb ass personality to be kickin it with such cute guys.
me: ya know?
napp: lawl
napp: i'd go with you because you're a celeb
napp: and celebs mean I'm a celeb too or at least it makes me look like one
napp: like i have some talent or some shit
napp: lawlercakes
napp's probably reading this, thinking, "he would.."
Monday, March 30, 2009
spring break 2009
there wasn't a day that i wasn't doing something. although i can't remember most of what happened, disney and gary's party topped it off.
so here's to you spring break 2009, thank you for not letting me down.
so here's to you spring break 2009, thank you for not letting me down.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
S-NAPPS
DO YOU WANT TO PLAY SNAPPS?
**
NEVER GOING TO GET IT.
NOW DO YOU GET IT?
Y YOU NO GET IT?
laffs4daiz
**
NEVER GOING TO GET IT.
NOW DO YOU GET IT?
Y YOU NO GET IT?
laffs4daiz
Thursday, March 26, 2009
bbq day
it wasn't only the grills that were firing up today in the two bbqs i attended today. the speakers were too at the lowend theory club in LA. Dubstep is crackin there. What wasn't crackin were the random white girls dancing with no rhythm to equally as awkward chunti cholo homies in their oakland jerseys.
big sh*t poppin spring break 2009.
Oh, got my grades:
Bio200b: B
Chem: C
Phil250: C
so happy i didn't fail any of em. i really had a feeling i was going to.
DISNEYLAND ON FRIDAY!!!!!
hopefully.
p.s.
for the remainder of the lenten season, i will quit frontin.
big sh*t poppin spring break 2009.
Oh, got my grades:
Bio200b: B
Chem: C
Phil250: C
so happy i didn't fail any of em. i really had a feeling i was going to.
DISNEYLAND ON FRIDAY!!!!!
hopefully.
p.s.
for the remainder of the lenten season, i will quit frontin.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
most certainly been
the most productive spring break so far.
today:
-sbarros with my girlfriend
-sketchy ass extortionists with septum rings, big gauges, and even more piercings
-naps in the car, wasting gas
-picked up sister
-naps at home
-woke up
-drove my ass to anaheim
-met up with jenn p
-played our sets at house of blues
~crowd does not budge there
-jammed out with jenn and her friend, joseph diaz: http://myspace.com/josephdiazmusic
what i like about jamming out:
especially when it's strictly freestyling songs over 4 generic chord progressions, improvising is so much fun. when things click, they click heavenly. when they don't, just shrug it off and try again.
joe has a powerful set of lungs. soundproof doors were not soundproof when he sang
jenn has mad runs and a tone that surpasses anything i've ever heard on the radio
tonight's artist to cover of choice was Ne-yo
not everyone can pull off Ne-yo's "sexy love." the two of them did, but i failed. :]
today:
-sbarros with my girlfriend
-sketchy ass extortionists with septum rings, big gauges, and even more piercings
-naps in the car, wasting gas
-picked up sister
-naps at home
-woke up
-drove my ass to anaheim
-met up with jenn p
-played our sets at house of blues
~crowd does not budge there
-jammed out with jenn and her friend, joseph diaz: http://myspace.com/josephdiazmusic
what i like about jamming out:
especially when it's strictly freestyling songs over 4 generic chord progressions, improvising is so much fun. when things click, they click heavenly. when they don't, just shrug it off and try again.
joe has a powerful set of lungs. soundproof doors were not soundproof when he sang
jenn has mad runs and a tone that surpasses anything i've ever heard on the radio
tonight's artist to cover of choice was Ne-yo
not everyone can pull off Ne-yo's "sexy love." the two of them did, but i failed. :]
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
stretchmarks, among other things
i kicked it with the two biggest fronters i've ever met. the three of us combined made the unholy trinity of things that your mother only warned you about when you were younger.
we are the biggest kings and queen of lurking, fronting, and conniving sobs you would ever have the chance to meet, and, in napp and my eyes, this is the sole reason why today just seemed chill and we all clicked. from thai words to temple visits, from fronting about having fixies, to fronting about kid cudi concerts that none of us attended, it seemed that we would rule the fronting world. napp dubbed it, "Front Mod." I guess it was short for Fronting Modern, but I dont know. I could probably think of something better. of course, i'm fronting again.
RDN
quotes:
'cause she gotta front
pr pr pr pr-r!
there's you, face on the wall...oh! your jacket fell off
ugh, there's more. but napp's right, he threw so many quotable things at me, that i forgot all of em. fuck you.
we are the biggest kings and queen of lurking, fronting, and conniving sobs you would ever have the chance to meet, and, in napp and my eyes, this is the sole reason why today just seemed chill and we all clicked. from thai words to temple visits, from fronting about having fixies, to fronting about kid cudi concerts that none of us attended, it seemed that we would rule the fronting world. napp dubbed it, "Front Mod." I guess it was short for Fronting Modern, but I dont know. I could probably think of something better. of course, i'm fronting again.
RDN
quotes:
'cause she gotta front
pr pr pr pr-r!
there's you, face on the wall...oh! your jacket fell off
ugh, there's more. but napp's right, he threw so many quotable things at me, that i forgot all of em. fuck you.
Monday, March 23, 2009
So far..
This has been the most random start of spring break to date.
I ran into everybody today.
First, it was spotting Shadd's car at creekside. I do remember telling myself (i should hit him up later after church since he's in the area)
2nd was Arthur. He was a mute back in the days of Oswalt Elementary School. He just chose not to talk, and as I saw him again for the 1st time in about 8 years, i still don't know the tone of his voice. I guess he chose not to talk all of middle school and high school. He did sorta grow to become the cutie. (No Homo, unless you're james ashley, tru b, or napp)
3rd was Randolph. He was tripping out because he thought a random toyota avalon was racing him (my lola's car in which i was driving). I rolled down the window and he said...OHHH wth! wsuuuuhh. then sped away. that guy is too much of a superstar now to kick it with a lowly me.
4th was Aaron and Shadd. I was doing my thirty minutes of thinking i do each day at the yogurtland parking garage when they popped out of nowhere. Shadd was taking fixie pictures and aaron was being aaron. I knew i was gonna spend time kicking it with them today, whether or not i was gonna hit them up.
Tomorrow will be more planned out, i'm hoping.
I ran into everybody today.
First, it was spotting Shadd's car at creekside. I do remember telling myself (i should hit him up later after church since he's in the area)
2nd was Arthur. He was a mute back in the days of Oswalt Elementary School. He just chose not to talk, and as I saw him again for the 1st time in about 8 years, i still don't know the tone of his voice. I guess he chose not to talk all of middle school and high school. He did sorta grow to become the cutie. (No Homo, unless you're james ashley, tru b, or napp)
3rd was Randolph. He was tripping out because he thought a random toyota avalon was racing him (my lola's car in which i was driving). I rolled down the window and he said...OHHH wth! wsuuuuhh. then sped away. that guy is too much of a superstar now to kick it with a lowly me.
4th was Aaron and Shadd. I was doing my thirty minutes of thinking i do each day at the yogurtland parking garage when they popped out of nowhere. Shadd was taking fixie pictures and aaron was being aaron. I knew i was gonna spend time kicking it with them today, whether or not i was gonna hit them up.
Tomorrow will be more planned out, i'm hoping.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
I've always said...
don't fuck with musicians when it comes to normal people things. i'm emphasizing on friendships and relationships. the only thing they know is how to fuck you up in the long run, and how, if they're a song writer, they would know exactly what to say to break you.
however, when it comes to musicians giving other musicians advice, they are straight forward, candid, and, most importantly of all, helpful.
here's me being a bitch, and a fellow musician helping a n*gga out.
me: i am quitting (music) soon anyway. so i'm trying to book all the shows i can before the summer ends:
jenn paglinawan: quittting!!!
omg you cant quit on music!
me: well not quitting music. just being one of those myspace personalities people only know through...well..myspace?
jenn paglinawan: well. at least you're getting your priorities straight.
me: yeah. i got nursing, and there's other factors involved.
jenn paglinawan: elaborate..?
me: ts not like i really want to explode and get all aj rafael status.
its just when people listen to people our age's music. and those people become sorta "known." these people place you as role models in their lives. YOU are their "inspiration." and i can't live with that. i'm not a perfect person, ya know? hahahah. i barely met you, and i'm venting ...buuuut w/e. thuglife :]
jenn paglinawan: but still people understand mistakes..
no matter what your out there already..
and you dont know it but your inspiring so many ppl out there.
so dont call it quits!
haha
me: gahhh you make perfect sense. i'll take it into consideration.
jen paglinawan: cool beans
lol @ cool beans
but damnit. i got this far, i guess i'll keep continuing this shit. this girl knows whats up.
however, when it comes to musicians giving other musicians advice, they are straight forward, candid, and, most importantly of all, helpful.
here's me being a bitch, and a fellow musician helping a n*gga out.
me: i am quitting (music) soon anyway. so i'm trying to book all the shows i can before the summer ends:
jenn paglinawan: quittting!!!
omg you cant quit on music!
me: well not quitting music. just being one of those myspace personalities people only know through...well..myspace?
jenn paglinawan: well. at least you're getting your priorities straight.
me: yeah. i got nursing, and there's other factors involved.
jenn paglinawan: elaborate..?
me: ts not like i really want to explode and get all aj rafael status.
its just when people listen to people our age's music. and those people become sorta "known." these people place you as role models in their lives. YOU are their "inspiration." and i can't live with that. i'm not a perfect person, ya know? hahahah. i barely met you, and i'm venting ...buuuut w/e. thuglife :]
jenn paglinawan: but still people understand mistakes..
no matter what your out there already..
and you dont know it but your inspiring so many ppl out there.
so dont call it quits!
haha
me: gahhh you make perfect sense. i'll take it into consideration.
jen paglinawan: cool beans
lol @ cool beans
but damnit. i got this far, i guess i'll keep continuing this shit. this girl knows whats up.
Friday, March 20, 2009
All Day
She personified living art. Maybe it was the way she talked and the matching swag that backed her words up that got my attention. Or maybe it was the way she breathed the hustle and bustle of the streets, rhythmically in unison with the flashing lights of the night sky that had me wrapped around her concrete fingers. Yes, the spotlight was on her, and I was her audience. I was transfixed at her persistence at being the best, only putting on for herself and leaving those who can't keep up in the dust.
I was the Lonely Artist who needed a muse. I vaguely remember meeting her when I was younger, and we parted since then.
A decade later I find myself in her arms again.
She personified Living Art. I'm just proud to call her my Lady.
I was the Lonely Artist who needed a muse. I vaguely remember meeting her when I was younger, and we parted since then.
A decade later I find myself in her arms again.
She personified Living Art. I'm just proud to call her my Lady.
eng121 creative writing.
last minute changes to my school schedule so i can work more flexibly at my job.
visit me. glendale,ca
visit me. glendale,ca
Monday, March 16, 2009
emcee battles dont make friends. but shit like this, does
"there's certain people i like to surround myself with- those who are SINCERE towards others, those who are OPTIMISTIC throughout their life, those who are HUMBLE, and those who are ORIGINAL. I like to surround myself with these kinds of individuals with those particular characteristics in hopes to attain those characteristics as my own."
god. me and lloyd have to hang out more often. this guy spits only truth.
god. me and lloyd have to hang out more often. this guy spits only truth.
Done with Fucking Phil250 Symbolic Deductive Logic take home final
and here it is:
(* Title: FOLP/ex/Intro.thy
ID: $Id: Intro.thy,v 1.1 2008/01/27 19:08:02 wenzelm Exp $
Derives some inference rules, illustrating the use of definitions.
*)
header {* Examples for the manual ``Introduction to Isabelle'' *}
theory Intro
imports FOLP
begin
subsubsection {* Some simple backward proofs *}
lemma mythm: "?p : P|P --> P"
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule disjE)
prefer 3 apply (assumption)
prefer 2 apply (assumption)
apply assumption
done
lemma "?p : (P & Q) | R --> (P | R)"
apply (rule impI)
apply (erule disjE)
apply (drule conjunct1)
apply (rule disjI1)
apply (rule_tac [2] disjI2)
apply assumption+
done
(*Correct version, delaying use of "spec" until last*)
lemma "?p : (ALL x y. P(x,y)) --> (ALL z w. P(w,z))"
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule allI)
apply (rule allI)
apply (drule spec)
apply (drule spec)
apply assumption
done
subsubsection {* Demonstration of @{text "fast"} *}
lemma "?p : (EX y. ALL x. J(y,x) <-> ~J(x,x))
--> ~ (ALL x. EX y. ALL z. J(z,y) <-> ~ J(z,x))"
apply (tactic {* fast_tac FOLP_cs 1 *})
done
lemma "?p : ALL x. P(x,f(x)) <->
(EX y. (ALL z. P(z,y) --> P(z,f(x))) & P(x,y))"
apply (tactic {* fast_tac FOLP_cs 1 *})
done
subsubsection {* Derivation of conjunction elimination rule *}
lemma
assumes major: "p : P&Q"
and minor: "!!x y. [| x : P; y : Q |] ==> f(x, y) : R"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule minor)
apply (rule major [THEN conjunct1])
apply (rule major [THEN conjunct2])
done
subsection {* Derived rules involving definitions *}
text {* Derivation of negation introduction *}
lemma
assumes "!!x. x : P ==> f(x) : False"
shows "?p : ~ P"
apply (unfold not_def)
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule prems)
apply assumption
done
lemma
assumes major: "p : ~P"
and minor: "q : P"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule FalseE)
apply (rule mp)
apply (rule major [unfolded not_def])
apply (rule minor)
done
text {* Alternative proof of the result above *}
lemma
assumes major: "p : ~P"
and minor: "q : P"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule minor [THEN major [unfolded not_def, THEN mp, THEN FalseE]])
done
end
(* Title: FOLP/ex/Intro.thy
ID: $Id: Intro.thy,v 1.1 2008/01/27 19:08:02 wenzelm Exp $
Derives some inference rules, illustrating the use of definitions.
*)
header {* Examples for the manual ``Introduction to Isabelle'' *}
theory Intro
imports FOLP
begin
subsubsection {* Some simple backward proofs *}
lemma mythm: "?p : P|P --> P"
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule disjE)
prefer 3 apply (assumption)
prefer 2 apply (assumption)
apply assumption
done
lemma "?p : (P & Q) | R --> (P | R)"
apply (rule impI)
apply (erule disjE)
apply (drule conjunct1)
apply (rule disjI1)
apply (rule_tac [2] disjI2)
apply assumption+
done
(*Correct version, delaying use of "spec" until last*)
lemma "?p : (ALL x y. P(x,y)) --> (ALL z w. P(w,z))"
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule allI)
apply (rule allI)
apply (drule spec)
apply (drule spec)
apply assumption
done
subsubsection {* Demonstration of @{text "fast"} *}
lemma "?p : (EX y. ALL x. J(y,x) <-> ~J(x,x))
--> ~ (ALL x. EX y. ALL z. J(z,y) <-> ~ J(z,x))"
apply (tactic {* fast_tac FOLP_cs 1 *})
done
lemma "?p : ALL x. P(x,f(x)) <->
(EX y. (ALL z. P(z,y) --> P(z,f(x))) & P(x,y))"
apply (tactic {* fast_tac FOLP_cs 1 *})
done
subsubsection {* Derivation of conjunction elimination rule *}
lemma
assumes major: "p : P&Q"
and minor: "!!x y. [| x : P; y : Q |] ==> f(x, y) : R"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule minor)
apply (rule major [THEN conjunct1])
apply (rule major [THEN conjunct2])
done
subsection {* Derived rules involving definitions *}
text {* Derivation of negation introduction *}
lemma
assumes "!!x. x : P ==> f(x) : False"
shows "?p : ~ P"
apply (unfold not_def)
apply (rule impI)
apply (rule prems)
apply assumption
done
lemma
assumes major: "p : ~P"
and minor: "q : P"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule FalseE)
apply (rule mp)
apply (rule major [unfolded not_def])
apply (rule minor)
done
text {* Alternative proof of the result above *}
lemma
assumes major: "p : ~P"
and minor: "q : P"
shows "?p : R"
apply (rule minor [THEN major [unfolded not_def, THEN mp, THEN FalseE]])
done
end
Sunday, March 15, 2009
i feel sorry
after last night's party.
it must be really really exhausting for guys on the prowl all night. especially if they're maddd ugly.
props on the persistence though!
it must be really really exhausting for guys on the prowl all night. especially if they're maddd ugly.
props on the persistence though!
usually
when the mystery subsides, interest is lost. unfortunately i'm the curious type, and although i wouldn't really characterize my personality as any level of mysterious, i believe the more i learn about myself, the more.. well you get the idea
hm. the hot water must be back on.
time for a shower.
yes, i'm that ghetto.
hm. the hot water must be back on.
time for a shower.
yes, i'm that ghetto.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
i have a date with
miss interpretation
i'm the master of misinterpretation. luckily, i'm getting better at reading between the lines
drinking my night awayyyyyy
i'm the master of misinterpretation. luckily, i'm getting better at reading between the lines
drinking my night awayyyyyy
ohhh pt 2
filipino girls and viet boys. yuck
no offense. actually.
eh. nvm. i take that back.
philintheblanks!
no offense. actually.
eh. nvm. i take that back.
philintheblanks!
ohhh.
correction, it was 27.5 out of 25 on that last exam.
and a 47/50 on that lab practical.
oh thank heaven for eagle rock.
and a 47/50 on that lab practical.
oh thank heaven for eagle rock.
Monday, March 9, 2009
astrological tendencies
so an observation today:
virgos tend to leave suspiciously and unannounced from time to time when hanging out in a fairly large group of people.
example:
ichiban absence (i went to l&l instead of getting some sushi, which would've gotten me sick)
americana disappearance (the last sighting of regina smalls was at 10:12pm. her whereabouts are still unknown and police are on a lookout for a 2002 nissan xterra in the san fernando valley area of southern california)
the few odd eccentricities virgos, such as myself, exhibit, make us seem less plain and dull than we normally are. (and thank god for that)
26/25 on bio quiz. wsup? whasgood?
my day overall would more or less be that same grade.
glendale/eagle rock 4 days in a row? this must be heaven.
virgos tend to leave suspiciously and unannounced from time to time when hanging out in a fairly large group of people.
example:
ichiban absence (i went to l&l instead of getting some sushi, which would've gotten me sick)
americana disappearance (the last sighting of regina smalls was at 10:12pm. her whereabouts are still unknown and police are on a lookout for a 2002 nissan xterra in the san fernando valley area of southern california)
the few odd eccentricities virgos, such as myself, exhibit, make us seem less plain and dull than we normally are. (and thank god for that)
26/25 on bio quiz. wsup? whasgood?
my day overall would more or less be that same grade.
glendale/eagle rock 4 days in a row? this must be heaven.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
iJerk
i'm so into this type of dance. i know, this song is a bit too much, but fuck. jerkin is sooooo freaking fun.
i like the steeze of most jerks too.
another good song for jerking is "i eat the p*ssy"
soooooo bomb.
i'm making a new youtube channel of my jerking videos. yes i have jerking videos
i like the steeze of most jerks too.
another good song for jerking is "i eat the p*ssy"
soooooo bomb.
i'm making a new youtube channel of my jerking videos. yes i have jerking videos
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
3 am again?
there's the people that you know.
there's the people that you think you know.
and there's the people you want to know.
knowing nothing about this person, i assume he's not a lurker, so he'll never read this. but i'd like to know gregoire felipe because you only find a personality as genuine as his once in a lifetime. and even if this was all a front, even if this was all a facade, even then, you can only find an act as persuading and compelling as his once in a lifetime.
there's the people that you think you know.
and there's the people you want to know.
knowing nothing about this person, i assume he's not a lurker, so he'll never read this. but i'd like to know gregoire felipe because you only find a personality as genuine as his once in a lifetime. and even if this was all a front, even if this was all a facade, even then, you can only find an act as persuading and compelling as his once in a lifetime.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
i look up to the guy behind
Owl City
if i were to really love electropop music so much to make it perfectly, i believe I would model my music to the music produced by Owl City; his shit is ace. I just feel sorta sad for him with so much 14 year old adoring girls wanting to make love with him, 14 years their senior.
If you get into making catchy, corny, and electronic music, your cut-off age is 21. no joke.
if i were to really love electropop music so much to make it perfectly, i believe I would model my music to the music produced by Owl City; his shit is ace. I just feel sorta sad for him with so much 14 year old adoring girls wanting to make love with him, 14 years their senior.
If you get into making catchy, corny, and electronic music, your cut-off age is 21. no joke.
uh..
lo siento. usted es exactamente la persona pasada que tendrÃa quise oÃr de cuando desperté esta mañana y le vi haber comentado respecto a mi nota. estoy pasando a través de una corrección áspera en mi vida ahora, pero nigga,
you can only wish you were as happy as me.
you can only wish you were as happy as me.
cracking the code
it's those nights where you stay out until not too late (at around 2am or so) that make you wonder how much of an impact you truly make on people's lives. of course i didn't start this blog entry with the intention of writing about this in mind, but when it comes to speaking my mind and just letting it all out and flow, i think i'd take the gold medal.
in the course of my life, i can honestly say i've met a shitload of people, and you can probably guess where this is entry is going, so i won't say it.
it all boils down to the question, "am i significant?"
sighing as i type, i will need to think of a new tune to hum while i don't hesitate to be lured into a more peaceful state of consciousness.
on a lighter note, happy 20th month together francesca.
in the course of my life, i can honestly say i've met a shitload of people, and you can probably guess where this is entry is going, so i won't say it.
it all boils down to the question, "am i significant?"
sighing as i type, i will need to think of a new tune to hum while i don't hesitate to be lured into a more peaceful state of consciousness.
on a lighter note, happy 20th month together francesca.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
bus rides
are never fun in dreams.
period.
they always start off innocent and sweet, but they always end up sketchy as fuck by the time you wake up or when the bus misses a turn and drives off a bridge of some sort.
for real. these dreams, i've noticed, only happen when i sleep after 3am.
period.
they always start off innocent and sweet, but they always end up sketchy as fuck by the time you wake up or when the bus misses a turn and drives off a bridge of some sort.
for real. these dreams, i've noticed, only happen when i sleep after 3am.
twitter fiending
study weeks are bittersweet. the upside is the fact you get to study and chill with good people at places which can be potentially new. (ie eagle rock, highland park, alhambra kick it spots) the downside would include your lack of time to be with friends, family, and the gym. surprising to me, i didn't gain any weight this week. however, i'll need to work out tomorrow because study week is happening sooner than expected.
twitter has been keeping my outbox full for the past couple of days, but it's aiight.
twitter has been keeping my outbox full for the past couple of days, but it's aiight.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
a kid called hyphy
They can't comprenhend
They even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was borin they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speakin kind words
Then maybe it would be ok to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with
They even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was borin they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speakin kind words
Then maybe it would be ok to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Taking it Easy
I didn't get to go to Ihop's free pancake day in support of national pancake day, so I was sorta bummed, but at least I have until friday to get on the Denny's buy one get one grand slam, get one free deal. That's probably going to be more satisfying. Of course, if plans pull through.....lol
Right now I'm chillin in the 3rd floor of the Palmer Wing in the library, and I found out that I left my chem syllabus at home, leaving me with a lack of options on how I should spend my time here. I can't do my homework, but I can do blogspot, and that's good. Twitter is a reliable source of lurking; speaking of which, i have written a song called "The Lurkers' Anthem." I sorta kinda want to premier the song at Liberty Park in Cerritos on March 28th, the day of audacity. It's dope and is comprised of recycled chords i've used for every other piano song i have ever written..except with a more funkafied, percussive rhythm to the progression. I am on a roll with songwriting. I have a right to feel a little bit worried about not getting an A in bio, but it's all good. If the units transfer...I'm fine.
Happy peanuts soar
over chocolate covered mountain tops
and waterfalls of caramel
dancing nougat in the meadow
sings of songs of satisfaction
to the world....
the world
later days!
Right now I'm chillin in the 3rd floor of the Palmer Wing in the library, and I found out that I left my chem syllabus at home, leaving me with a lack of options on how I should spend my time here. I can't do my homework, but I can do blogspot, and that's good. Twitter is a reliable source of lurking; speaking of which, i have written a song called "The Lurkers' Anthem." I sorta kinda want to premier the song at Liberty Park in Cerritos on March 28th, the day of audacity. It's dope and is comprised of recycled chords i've used for every other piano song i have ever written..except with a more funkafied, percussive rhythm to the progression. I am on a roll with songwriting. I have a right to feel a little bit worried about not getting an A in bio, but it's all good. If the units transfer...I'm fine.
Happy peanuts soar
over chocolate covered mountain tops
and waterfalls of caramel
dancing nougat in the meadow
sings of songs of satisfaction
to the world....
the world
later days!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
dubstep
i am on a music mood swing. earlier this morning i was listening to a rocket to the moon, but i am a dubhead now.
shoot me if i ever start making this type of music though. promise me, because if you don't do it, i'll probably have to do it first. it is just that hypnotizing.
shoot me if i ever start making this type of music though. promise me, because if you don't do it, i'll probably have to do it first. it is just that hypnotizing.
one oh one
talk to me i'm torn
i could can get lost in a voice like yours
tell me if i'm wrong or right
tell me i can stay tonight.
it's in the way the way you fool everyone
when you're falling in love again
so tell me how does that....
cause no one knows you like i do
they don't see you as i do
oh man oh man oh man. senior year music all over again.
i could can get lost in a voice like yours
tell me if i'm wrong or right
tell me i can stay tonight.
it's in the way the way you fool everyone
when you're falling in love again
so tell me how does that....
cause no one knows you like i do
they don't see you as i do
oh man oh man oh man. senior year music all over again.
100th post
Took long enough, no?
I find myself, when I hang out with the CSULA peeps, exhibiting a certain behavior in which I feel is very reserved of me. I'm just glad my girlfriend was there to keep me company in what would've been an awkward, quiet, and, for lack of a better term, "lubberly" outing. Manna's was great, as usual. It was even better since she was there.
Korean hospitality was better this time around. However, a little bit more ricewrapper would've made the entire experience ace. Sipping on a green tea at the moment, I revisit the events that happened only a few hours ago. And it's safe to say that I am happy.
As recent posts I've made suggest, I am quite comfortable now. Everything else was merely a distraction.
I find myself, when I hang out with the CSULA peeps, exhibiting a certain behavior in which I feel is very reserved of me. I'm just glad my girlfriend was there to keep me company in what would've been an awkward, quiet, and, for lack of a better term, "lubberly" outing. Manna's was great, as usual. It was even better since she was there.
Korean hospitality was better this time around. However, a little bit more ricewrapper would've made the entire experience ace. Sipping on a green tea at the moment, I revisit the events that happened only a few hours ago. And it's safe to say that I am happy.
As recent posts I've made suggest, I am quite comfortable now. Everything else was merely a distraction.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I'm getting somewhere
44th most listened to unsigned emotronic artist out there in the united states.
7th in california.
2nd in socal.
1st in the following cities:
- diamond bar
- la puente
- cerritos
- hayward (norcal)
:]
7th in california.
2nd in socal.
1st in the following cities:
- diamond bar
- la puente
- cerritos
- hayward (norcal)
:]
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
sentimentalism *checks for redunderline* oh shit, it's a real word!
yeah, anyone who knows me knows that i'm hella nostalgic when it comes to certain things. i put up a front for certain things though, such as drumline, band, and being a hypebeast, pretending that i never was actually really into those things. i kid. i kid.
anyway, today marks the chillest day i have ever spent at csula. hopefully there are more days like these to come. it started with a fire alarm, then some carne asade fries, and a random trip to the santa anita mall. while riding passenger seat, i put san marino as one of the places i'd like to live when i start making bank.
the only thing that got to me, however, was how reminiscent this was to days at riverside. oh those lazy lazy days. damn those lazy lazy days.
this got me to thinking that i will obtain full competence only when i learn to appreciate what i have.
edit:
i'm easily easily impressed when people make an effort towards creating/writing music.
i get very very giddy when i hear vocal runs when someone's singing
i like feeling that i'm not the best at something i truly truly love
there is always always always room for improvement :]
anyway, today marks the chillest day i have ever spent at csula. hopefully there are more days like these to come. it started with a fire alarm, then some carne asade fries, and a random trip to the santa anita mall. while riding passenger seat, i put san marino as one of the places i'd like to live when i start making bank.
the only thing that got to me, however, was how reminiscent this was to days at riverside. oh those lazy lazy days. damn those lazy lazy days.
this got me to thinking that i will obtain full competence only when i learn to appreciate what i have.
edit:
i'm easily easily impressed when people make an effort towards creating/writing music.
i get very very giddy when i hear vocal runs when someone's singing
i like feeling that i'm not the best at something i truly truly love
there is always always always room for improvement :]
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Every culture has beef...
all puns included.
As I was saying, every culture has beef towards American food corporations murdering signature cultural dishes and/or creating an entire new dish and slapping on random race in front of the food's title in order to cater to ignorant people who do not know anything or care to know anything about the culture that is wrongfully represented. Examples would include "Thai" Cashew Nut Chicken from Panda Express or the sorry excuse for actual Chinese food that is served at Pick-Up Stix. Chipotle even boasts that their steak is "adobo" marinated. First off, what does that even mean? In a literal sense, being "adobo" marinated would simply mean that their beef is marinated with soy sauce and vinegar (which i guess doesn't sound too appetizing or "exotic," if that was their pitch). Anyway, I'm over exaggerating the latter part of this list because everyone knows that chipotle's shit is bomb anyway.
I digress. In frustration, I thought of ryan and napp and wondered about how they would feel about this if the topic was ever brought to their attention. i know napp would probably agree, and ryan would say something like, "so derek, you're opening a restaurant," but i can't help but feel this way. and i only thought of them two because i know that they're gurus of cooking.
it was at yogurtland's parking garage that i thought of making an amateur concoction for myself and slapping on my race in front of the food's title. expecting the worst, the result was surprisingly appetizing and fulfilling.
I now introduce "Pilipino-Style" Peppered Ground Beef w/ Rice & Egg
Although not very original and it having a striking resemblance of the already known filipino dish, "sisig," I'm very proud of myself. However, if I find this on the menu of P.F Changs or Panda, I will have to kill somebody.
As I was saying, every culture has beef towards American food corporations murdering signature cultural dishes and/or creating an entire new dish and slapping on random race in front of the food's title in order to cater to ignorant people who do not know anything or care to know anything about the culture that is wrongfully represented. Examples would include "Thai" Cashew Nut Chicken from Panda Express or the sorry excuse for actual Chinese food that is served at Pick-Up Stix. Chipotle even boasts that their steak is "adobo" marinated. First off, what does that even mean? In a literal sense, being "adobo" marinated would simply mean that their beef is marinated with soy sauce and vinegar (which i guess doesn't sound too appetizing or "exotic," if that was their pitch). Anyway, I'm over exaggerating the latter part of this list because everyone knows that chipotle's shit is bomb anyway.
I digress. In frustration, I thought of ryan and napp and wondered about how they would feel about this if the topic was ever brought to their attention. i know napp would probably agree, and ryan would say something like, "so derek, you're opening a restaurant," but i can't help but feel this way. and i only thought of them two because i know that they're gurus of cooking.
it was at yogurtland's parking garage that i thought of making an amateur concoction for myself and slapping on my race in front of the food's title. expecting the worst, the result was surprisingly appetizing and fulfilling.
I now introduce "Pilipino-Style" Peppered Ground Beef w/ Rice & Egg
Although not very original and it having a striking resemblance of the already known filipino dish, "sisig," I'm very proud of myself. However, if I find this on the menu of P.F Changs or Panda, I will have to kill somebody.
as i wait for my tea to cool
i'll write this.
i tried looking at my blogspot, but my entries don't show unless i click on the entry title links on the right. i found that sorta cool, only because it seemed that i had put some privacy settings on this shit.
i'm only kidding myself when i can pull through this mess. i flip coins, and make bets with myself, you know, those times where you try to shoot a crushed piece of paper into a trash bin saying, "oh, you're gay if i make it. haha!" except, with my bets, i have the power to alter my very future, or, my demise. however, i wasn't planning to make this one of my dark posts, so let's get back to the front-ful style of writing that this blog is usually accustomed to: cryptic messages no one but i know and/or song lyrics who's author will not be revealed.
k
the seasons change, but some things never do.
i tried looking at my blogspot, but my entries don't show unless i click on the entry title links on the right. i found that sorta cool, only because it seemed that i had put some privacy settings on this shit.
i'm only kidding myself when i can pull through this mess. i flip coins, and make bets with myself, you know, those times where you try to shoot a crushed piece of paper into a trash bin saying, "oh, you're gay if i make it. haha!" except, with my bets, i have the power to alter my very future, or, my demise. however, i wasn't planning to make this one of my dark posts, so let's get back to the front-ful style of writing that this blog is usually accustomed to: cryptic messages no one but i know and/or song lyrics who's author will not be revealed.
k
the seasons change, but some things never do.
Monday, February 16, 2009
recovery.
it's funny to me that in my 2nd year of college, i am still not used to the mid-quarter nervous breakdown that usually happens in the winter term of the school system. with that said, i can honestly say that the way i'm coping now, is hell of a lot more beneficial to my well-being than how i used to cope. and with THAT said, i'm a much healthier person mentally and physically.
however, i can't help but find my disposition awkwardly intriguing, and i mean this in a darkly humorous sense. anytime the shit hits the fan for me, it rains, and when it rains, it pours, and when it pours, i drown in an ocean of emotions, partly due to the skyrocketing rates of cortisol production thanks to my fully functional endocrine system. meh, it's all hormonal, right? well i can't honestly i hate my hormones, just cortisol, albeit the fact that cortisol mixed with thc is pure bliss. it's a shame that i ain't duckin at the moment.
it took me five chemistry homework questions, three songs, two disney videos, one video song cover, and one short story on facebook to get me up to par with my machinery, and i'm feeling a whole lot better now.
derek portea does not fuck up, and i plan to keep it that way.
however, i can't help but find my disposition awkwardly intriguing, and i mean this in a darkly humorous sense. anytime the shit hits the fan for me, it rains, and when it rains, it pours, and when it pours, i drown in an ocean of emotions, partly due to the skyrocketing rates of cortisol production thanks to my fully functional endocrine system. meh, it's all hormonal, right? well i can't honestly i hate my hormones, just cortisol, albeit the fact that cortisol mixed with thc is pure bliss. it's a shame that i ain't duckin at the moment.
it took me five chemistry homework questions, three songs, two disney videos, one video song cover, and one short story on facebook to get me up to par with my machinery, and i'm feeling a whole lot better now.
derek portea does not fuck up, and i plan to keep it that way.
school tomorrow
and that is lame.
justin timberlake is gay?
he writes this song in the perspective of a girl, so it might mean he's producing for some one else. good stuff, jt.
valentines day was fun :]
justin timberlake is gay?
he writes this song in the perspective of a girl, so it might mean he's producing for some one else. good stuff, jt.
valentines day was fun :]
Saturday, February 14, 2009
rancho cucamonga addendum
I hate how everytime i drink gatorade, my body gets very cold.
but to reflect upon the show, i thought it was a really good show for me. i liked how all the stuff was set up. the audio sounded nice, and i actually played and sang well and i think i connected with my audience, who got all my indoor drumline references about dutting, monica and emily yang. lol.
fun stuff. i made about 21 dollars off of cd sales.
today was definitely a good good day.
but to reflect upon the show, i thought it was a really good show for me. i liked how all the stuff was set up. the audio sounded nice, and i actually played and sang well and i think i connected with my audience, who got all my indoor drumline references about dutting, monica and emily yang. lol.
fun stuff. i made about 21 dollars off of cd sales.
today was definitely a good good day.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
as i'm waiting for my microwavable pizza to cool,
i reflect upon my day.
i learned today that anything that is give between two people when the object that is being given is coming straight from one backpack/purse/handbag/etc directly to another backpack/purse/handbag/etc looks suspiciously sketchy.
i learned today that i'm not the only people down for practical jokes. (insert UCLA/USC story here)
midnight rides only feel cold before the actual riding occurs.
i'm getting more and more comfortable playing music in front of people, and that is a good thing.
i learned today that anything that is give between two people when the object that is being given is coming straight from one backpack/purse/handbag/etc directly to another backpack/purse/handbag/etc looks suspiciously sketchy.
i learned today that i'm not the only people down for practical jokes. (insert UCLA/USC story here)
midnight rides only feel cold before the actual riding occurs.
i'm getting more and more comfortable playing music in front of people, and that is a good thing.
Monday, February 9, 2009
my bike's on craigslist
find it.
anyway. talks are always fun. however it always becomes awkward when talking to a person by the name of hannah. i don't really talk to her nor i particular enjoy talking to her, but i do get a good laugh at reflecting on how such different people manage to pull a conversation.
*where you going?
~*gestures* i don't know. probably to lab.
*oh. not the student union?
~*shrugs* oh, is that where our counterparts are currently situated at?
:moment of awkward silence:
*who the fuck says, "currently situated at?"
good talks today. good talks.
oh yeah, i saw a magazine entitled "Young Money," I thought of Napp, and laughed.
anyway. talks are always fun. however it always becomes awkward when talking to a person by the name of hannah. i don't really talk to her nor i particular enjoy talking to her, but i do get a good laugh at reflecting on how such different people manage to pull a conversation.
*where you going?
~*gestures* i don't know. probably to lab.
*oh. not the student union?
~*shrugs* oh, is that where our counterparts are currently situated at?
:moment of awkward silence:
*who the fuck says, "currently situated at?"
good talks today. good talks.
oh yeah, i saw a magazine entitled "Young Money," I thought of Napp, and laughed.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
it's an 80 to 10
probability that i will transfer to WCU by next quarter.
i know nobody from CSULA reads this, so I'm fine putting it out here.
i won't even say i'm leaving.
i've been really sleepy lately.
eh.
good night
i know nobody from CSULA reads this, so I'm fine putting it out here.
i won't even say i'm leaving.
i've been really sleepy lately.
eh.
good night
Friday, February 6, 2009
blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a
alcohol.
too much partying. however, i did receive an A on the chem midterm. ucr put on some work on me, that's for sure.
too much partying. however, i did receive an A on the chem midterm. ucr put on some work on me, that's for sure.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
stepping it up
i've never seen anyone step up as much as napp did today. he's new to riding fixies, but he learned and manhandled skidding and one foot skidding in a matter of 10 minutes....on franz's bike. that's skill, not to mention determination. so props on that. and in celebration of tonight's napp's coming of age miracle, i decided to put hiro-kun's theme song from bust a groove on my blogspot. i'm sure he'll appreciate it and come to an understanding that this song is how i believe napp's mentality of himself is...always. anyway...i'm too tired to fix the grammar on that last sentence.
today was a good day. just hopefully i could get that smell out of my car... lol
today was a good day. just hopefully i could get that smell out of my car... lol
Thursday, January 29, 2009
bust a groove
had some serious tunes.
hiro kun's theme "natural playboy," is catchy as fuck.
hamm's theme "i love burgers," was my favorite back in the day.
bust a groove 2 disappointed me. shorty got cuter though. she had a bomber song in that game, only in japanese though.
hiro kun's theme "natural playboy," is catchy as fuck.
hamm's theme "i love burgers," was my favorite back in the day.
bust a groove 2 disappointed me. shorty got cuter though. she had a bomber song in that game, only in japanese though.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Took a stroll
in the "new student union."
i went by to the pit and noticed that the new fitness center was open. and damn. :]
i'm going tomorrow to work out for 4 hours. then bike to little tokyo to get me some kogi bbq.
i went by to the pit and noticed that the new fitness center was open. and damn. :]
i'm going tomorrow to work out for 4 hours. then bike to little tokyo to get me some kogi bbq.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Ryan Basilio, Kenny Wong, and Bryan Kim
would be or would not be pleased to know that I'll become at least a couple of hours nearer to them.
SJSU
SFSU
Sonoma State
=
non-impacted nursing schools.
:]
SJSU
SFSU
Sonoma State
=
non-impacted nursing schools.
:]
Monday, January 26, 2009
derek portea
a) fails at life
b) never tells a lie
c) is a twitter fiend
d) does not fuck up
final answer.
credits to slumdog millionaire.
b) never tells a lie
c) is a twitter fiend
d) does not fuck up
final answer.
credits to slumdog millionaire.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I still have no love for LMFAO
but for MSTRKRFT, all of the love in the world. The utilization of distorted e-piano using contemporary pop chords in their remix of Love in this Club by usher is just plain amazing.
just putting that shit out there.
just putting that shit out there.
Glendale Galleria and Americana
Yo.
Outdoor malls are great. Romanticism comes to mind when architects plan to design this shit. When it comes down to nighttime urban shopping in these malls, especially in LA with The Grove and Americana, I feel a sense of something I can't explain. For sure.
Americana takes the cake for me. Something about glowing fountain shows and the unification of our generation with generations past makes me feel all tingly.
Despite of what Shadd said, who works at Boarders in the Glendale Galleria across the street, Americana trumps over Victoria Gardens, albeit considering the notion that Americana is about half the size of the reigning powerhouse of shopping of Rancho Cucamonga.
I realized after tonight that the more I experience LA and the surrounding areas, I fall more and more in love with the city and state of which I was born and raised. Olympic to Kerry. Ktown to West Covina. I will never forget my roots.
Outdoor malls are great. Romanticism comes to mind when architects plan to design this shit. When it comes down to nighttime urban shopping in these malls, especially in LA with The Grove and Americana, I feel a sense of something I can't explain. For sure.
Americana takes the cake for me. Something about glowing fountain shows and the unification of our generation with generations past makes me feel all tingly.
Despite of what Shadd said, who works at Boarders in the Glendale Galleria across the street, Americana trumps over Victoria Gardens, albeit considering the notion that Americana is about half the size of the reigning powerhouse of shopping of Rancho Cucamonga.
I realized after tonight that the more I experience LA and the surrounding areas, I fall more and more in love with the city and state of which I was born and raised. Olympic to Kerry. Ktown to West Covina. I will never forget my roots.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
ABDC
cheer up! you know who you are.
on a brighter note:
i like how napp and i can successfully predict what songs will be used on the show through our blogspots/myspace music.
on a brighter note:
i like how napp and i can successfully predict what songs will be used on the show through our blogspots/myspace music.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
March 28th
I'm playing with some big names at Liberty Park in Cerritos, CA.
JR Aquino
RuSoul
Adrian Williams Project
Friday February 13th
Jennifer Chung
Tin Cagayat
Gabe Bondoc is a maybe
Derek Portea is not hyphy
I've come to the conclusion that I'm only hyphy if i play at venues such as The Wire, The Alley, and Chain reaction as I used to, but if it's acoustic, I drop the hyphy. Lame, but whatever.
JR Aquino
RuSoul
Adrian Williams Project
Friday February 13th
Jennifer Chung
Tin Cagayat
Gabe Bondoc is a maybe
Derek Portea is not hyphy
I've come to the conclusion that I'm only hyphy if i play at venues such as The Wire, The Alley, and Chain reaction as I used to, but if it's acoustic, I drop the hyphy. Lame, but whatever.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
my friends are doing big things
aj rafael with his music video
randolph permejo and olivia thai collab
lydia paek and abdc
it makes me smile that they're all making a name for themselves through their passions. it truly inspires me that things can happen for anyone with a dream. i love all you guys.
on a sidenote regarding this early morning's post:
i think i figured out why i had the urge of trying something new today, and it hit me while walking to my car from the bus stop. well, i didn't actually figure anything out, but i thought of some epiphany-provoking coincidence.
america tried something new today, as i was urged to do earlier this morning. all those pictures i posted earlier were all within the past 8 years, and maybe, just maybe, that means some sort of significance.
:]
randolph permejo and olivia thai collab
lydia paek and abdc
it makes me smile that they're all making a name for themselves through their passions. it truly inspires me that things can happen for anyone with a dream. i love all you guys.
on a sidenote regarding this early morning's post:
i think i figured out why i had the urge of trying something new today, and it hit me while walking to my car from the bus stop. well, i didn't actually figure anything out, but i thought of some epiphany-provoking coincidence.
america tried something new today, as i was urged to do earlier this morning. all those pictures i posted earlier were all within the past 8 years, and maybe, just maybe, that means some sort of significance.
:]
I'm sleeping again real soon
There's just something about sleeping at around 11 and waking up at 4am that gets you in the mood for blogging. Agree?
I just woke up with some sort of sense that I should go out and do something new. This is weird because this usually only happens if I feel that I'm fucking up somehow with life, but no, in this case and in this point in my life, I feel content and confident that I am keeping up with everything I should be (and usually were) worried about.
*goes out and steal one of dad's gatorades*
It's funny. This is only the second time this has happened to me lately. Last time I biked to the gym, worked out for an hour, and then watched the sunrise. I never really watched the sunrise before then; it was usually the other way around.
So much for detailed blogging. I'm going to stop here. There's been a lack on continuity on my part.
I remember when I used to be so into this shit. I remember when Franz rocked me when he lost weight.
This picture, as fucking old as it is, looks recent. Sophomore year.
Simpler times
old franz old me steeze
old in general
FUCKING 170. Summer before freshman year. RUFIO/spillcanvas show show
circa 2004-05. Wings Of Sorrow. This was before Maymeetsjune or Reminisce the Fucking Dream
chain reaction 2005. no one ever really threw down as hard as we did. ever.
i used to throw silly birthday parties.
:]
this was a random throwback that i didn't expect to do. it made me realize that people that just met me since the beginning of college don't know shit about me other than what they have witnessed growing up with me this past year and what i allow them to know about me. and this is the same with my knowledge of people i've just met since the beginning of college as well.
I just woke up with some sort of sense that I should go out and do something new. This is weird because this usually only happens if I feel that I'm fucking up somehow with life, but no, in this case and in this point in my life, I feel content and confident that I am keeping up with everything I should be (and usually were) worried about.
*goes out and steal one of dad's gatorades*
It's funny. This is only the second time this has happened to me lately. Last time I biked to the gym, worked out for an hour, and then watched the sunrise. I never really watched the sunrise before then; it was usually the other way around.
So much for detailed blogging. I'm going to stop here. There's been a lack on continuity on my part.
I remember when I used to be so into this shit. I remember when Franz rocked me when he lost weight.
This picture, as fucking old as it is, looks recent. Sophomore year.
Simpler times
old franz old me steeze
old in general
FUCKING 170. Summer before freshman year. RUFIO/spillcanvas show show
circa 2004-05. Wings Of Sorrow. This was before Maymeetsjune or Reminisce the Fucking Dream
chain reaction 2005. no one ever really threw down as hard as we did. ever.
i used to throw silly birthday parties.
:]
this was a random throwback that i didn't expect to do. it made me realize that people that just met me since the beginning of college don't know shit about me other than what they have witnessed growing up with me this past year and what i allow them to know about me. and this is the same with my knowledge of people i've just met since the beginning of college as well.
Monday, January 19, 2009
it takes a bit of inspiration
to get me up and working on a new song.
i had a dream, and this is what came out of it.
"Movie of Our Lives"
It all started on a sunday afternoon
the summer breeze told us that we just couldn't do
all the regular things that we ought to
like kids in love, since growing up is just way too soon
that's when i threw in the idea
we should make a movie that started off like this:
Once upon a time
bridge
i'll work the soundtrack and you do the lights
but didn't know what secrets you had inside
it turns out the plot had a twist
it turns out that my luck is either hit or miss
chorus
she wrote the script of the film that i
stole all the rights of this movie that was our lives
romantic comedy turned horror flick and i
held her tightly as i watched her die
this is the part where the hero comes:
saved her life, took her away from my arms and i..
should've pressed rewind
to the part where our lips intertwined
and pressed pause
/song
i guess it's not yet finished. we'll have to see what happens in the next dream or what happens in real life in riverside, inside the entourage house, in napp's bedroom. ;]
i had a dream, and this is what came out of it.
"Movie of Our Lives"
It all started on a sunday afternoon
the summer breeze told us that we just couldn't do
all the regular things that we ought to
like kids in love, since growing up is just way too soon
that's when i threw in the idea
we should make a movie that started off like this:
Once upon a time
bridge
i'll work the soundtrack and you do the lights
but didn't know what secrets you had inside
it turns out the plot had a twist
it turns out that my luck is either hit or miss
chorus
she wrote the script of the film that i
stole all the rights of this movie that was our lives
romantic comedy turned horror flick and i
held her tightly as i watched her die
this is the part where the hero comes:
saved her life, took her away from my arms and i..
should've pressed rewind
to the part where our lips intertwined
and pressed pause
/song
i guess it's not yet finished. we'll have to see what happens in the next dream or what happens in real life in riverside, inside the entourage house, in napp's bedroom. ;]
Sunday, January 18, 2009
i'm restraining
myself to put Chromeo's "Bonafide Lovin" as my blogspot song as of this moment.
Notable things to recall/quote from the last two days:
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Dancing to Jason Mraz's "Make it Mine" at Hollister TWICE
* "Barack Obama!"
* "tb?"
* First time ever playing beer pong
* Random Black guy cipher
- "My rhymes are kinda thick, like missy elliot. and i'm like an illiterate literate work sorta like T.S. Elliot."
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Fixie cranks broke
* Me becoming broke
* Not having Fabianne to kiss me on the cheek to get to Riverside
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Bowling
-owing Napp 5 bucks, and him forgetting about it or at least being nice enough to not bring it up on the way home
* Getting on my way to beat Napp before some people ruined it
* HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL LE
* "Yeah, Diampat."
* "Yeah, my sister rides."
* Heart to Heart talks Greatest Hits compilation with Napardet and Katrina
* big
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* "HANG LOOSE!"
* "RAWK ON!" *hand gesture*
* "You just can't find that."
Notable things to recall/quote from the last two days:
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Dancing to Jason Mraz's "Make it Mine" at Hollister TWICE
* "Barack Obama!"
* "tb?"
* First time ever playing beer pong
* Random Black guy cipher
- "My rhymes are kinda thick, like missy elliot. and i'm like an illiterate literate work sorta like T.S. Elliot."
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Fixie cranks broke
* Me becoming broke
* Not having Fabianne to kiss me on the cheek to get to Riverside
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* Bowling
-owing Napp 5 bucks, and him forgetting about it or at least being nice enough to not bring it up on the way home
* Getting on my way to beat Napp before some people ruined it
* HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL LE
* "Yeah, Diampat."
* "Yeah, my sister rides."
* Heart to Heart talks Greatest Hits compilation with Napardet and Katrina
* big
* "NOTORIOUS!"
* "HANG LOOSE!"
* "RAWK ON!" *hand gesture*
* "You just can't find that."
Thursday, January 15, 2009
i decided
that in order to really step it up, you have to step down for a bit and accept your flaws and all the little intricacies that make you who you are.
i decided that in order to achieve self-actualization, you have to absolutely know what you want and what you need and distinguish the difference between the two.
i decided that in order to be happy, you need to be happy for others.
i decided that in order to be human, you have to live first.
i decided that. and i decided to be me for once.
i decided that in order to achieve self-actualization, you have to absolutely know what you want and what you need and distinguish the difference between the two.
i decided that in order to be happy, you need to be happy for others.
i decided that in order to be human, you have to live first.
i decided that. and i decided to be me for once.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
riverside dreams, cavalier cream
shit on me all you want. i ain't stinkin
faggots wanna talk but i ain't blinkin
lamers wanna ask if i'm ever gonna change
hah, bitches ain't thinkin
i'm harder than hood
-napardet (my inspiration)
faggots wanna talk but i ain't blinkin
lamers wanna ask if i'm ever gonna change
hah, bitches ain't thinkin
i'm harder than hood
-napardet (my inspiration)
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
all this nothing i got
is all that's keepin me tough.
fixie haters. hah.
anyway. i'm on top of my thing. only thing i wished was a better lab time slot.
fixie haters. hah.
anyway. i'm on top of my thing. only thing i wished was a better lab time slot.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Wednesday
Hopefully Franz or anyone from BMOB doesn't see this:
http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=2468198
Rowland Ramen Ride with the Aboyz.
http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=2468198
Rowland Ramen Ride with the Aboyz.
Last Kickback of The Break
Kickback, it was. Lame, it also was.
To straighten things up, yosh was imperative, and yosh served me well tonight. 4 dollar chicken bowl and 3 dollar wings, and I can't complain. My freestyle after the meal was mad diesel too.
Anyway. I need to fix my lower bracket on my one piece cranks :[
I'm selling my bike anyway. 300 down.
To straighten things up, yosh was imperative, and yosh served me well tonight. 4 dollar chicken bowl and 3 dollar wings, and I can't complain. My freestyle after the meal was mad diesel too.
Anyway. I need to fix my lower bracket on my one piece cranks :[
I'm selling my bike anyway. 300 down.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Fixed
I was at yogurtland today for 3 hours. It only took 15 minutes for me to learn how to skid and another 15 to master it. My bike's not fast like Franz's though. I can't complain though. My first ride in the rain was pretty chill too.
F.S. stand up.
F.S. stand up.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
2009
i vow to not fuck up.
health wise
academic wise
relationship wise
familial-relations wise
my new years resolution is to be the best.
the best son
the best brother
the best bro
the best boyfriend
the best musician i can be
the best friend i can be
the best period.
bring it on 2009. fuck you.
:]
health wise
academic wise
relationship wise
familial-relations wise
my new years resolution is to be the best.
the best son
the best brother
the best bro
the best boyfriend
the best musician i can be
the best friend i can be
the best period.
bring it on 2009. fuck you.
:]
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