Thought #6

What happened yesterday?

...

seriously, wtf?

Thought #5

What happened yesterday?

Cool, im 19.

With great age, comes great responsibilities...sometimes. Since this is the spawning of my 19 years breathing onto the earth, Ive decided to make a little change to myself.

1. DON'T LIE
2. Smile more
   
3. Be more true to myself, as well as others.
   

Those are just 3 i can think about right now, but it will all come to me naturally. The day of my birthday was awesome, for one i spent it on the phone with someone i truly adore, someone who i can call "my love". love you. Then i got up at 10, went to the dentist. To me it wasnt a dentist, it was like a fucking massage parlor. Everyone was touching me complimenting on how handsome i was. It was a bit eerie. But i got my teeth cleaned today which was the benefit. After that me and moms went to Giant Tiger where i saw long time never seen in a while friend Kate Mata. We bought some things and went home. peas out.

Thoguht #5

I wrote this as my status on facebook.


If YOU read this, i love you.
(you know who you are, if you decide to go back and read this)

On another note. I encountered a tool on the bus today. He was screaming, telling everyone he liked to suck cock. Like really now?, why the fuck would you say that. I totally understand that there was girls on the bus(which were your friends), but it came to the extent to make them laugh by telling them you suck cock? and that your a guy too? Well, fuck your life then faggot. Now, at this point i turn around glare at him and his friend. His buddy buddy said "dude, i think he's scared". YEAH FUCKING RIGHT! i replied post haste! "shut the fuck up, you fucking faggot". I think i turned the table, in which they would be scared. I was disgruntled. So as soon as i get off the bus, i yelled a tremendous roar. A roar that would emabrass him, infront of his friends, and his friends that are girls. I yelled "FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!" stepped off the bus and ended the bus ride like that. Looking back at the bus i see a girl giving me the middle finger, i laughed. Fucking faggots.

Thoguht #4

Pushing words aside, going for you.



Thats all.

Brutal Out Boy? Somewhat.

Butter

This is my baby, Butter. Ive had him for about almost a year now. He is a Chilean Rose Tarantula and obviously cool looking. He is the 4th of all tarantulas i have had through my life. Rest In Peace to Syd, Tiki, and Jabba. Butter is the sickest one, most chilling, most gnarly, and most handsome. For anyone that is interested, yes he is still single and likes to mingle.

Describe the taste of water

Thought #3

Im pissed off. Thats my only thought, theres only so much to say.







But i choose not too. To private. So I decided just to let you all know that im pissed.

To Sit and Think

To sit and think is to sit and think.
To think critically about a situation is to think more about the situation your in, and what your going to do about in the mere future. To think about what your going to do in the mere future is to set a goal. To set a goal you must sit and think about the goal, then pursue.
In order to pursue that one goal, you have to sit and think.

I thought while i sat, and i think i like writing now.

Thought #2 (the bus ride)

Bus rides. i took a bus ride, (in which i disobeyed my godbrother). i took a bus ride to markham to give her stuff back, in which she asked back. This all inclusive package including notes,random stuff we made, and gifts(t shirt, and a custom hat). i took a bus ride thinking, i took a bus ride reminiscing, i took a bus ride. i took a bus ride to settle everything, anything, and to stop. i got off the bus ride, skated to her place. i reached the 4 steps, settled the box on her chair. i looked back and never looked back again, this was the last look, the last trip, the last goodbye. This sacrifice was meant for good, for me, was meant for me to forget, for me to stop. i skated to the bus stop, took the bus ride home. The bus ride.

EPIC.

But there was also some other thought on the bus, the one oh fucking two markham. im on the bus at highway 7, settled on the high seats sitting near the window. i sat there to show courtesy for others to sit. i crack open my english decide to read(got it done mother fuckers). But then as soon as i got to sheppard, i realized no one sat beside me. The bus was full. To my pint of view i was awed by the fact that no one sat beside me, for once i felt weirded out by the fact that no one sat beside me. Usually i fret when someone sits beside me, but today no. I felt nice to the world of bus riders and this is what i get, a smack in the fucking face. Im sitting there back straight with a book, looking highly educated in my perspective. But what would be ones social perception towards that, in which they would have the cognitive not to sit beside me. Is the new scary look consists of reading a book in a slender position? i dont think so, i would be glad to sit beside a educated person opposed to a scary sketch looking fuck on the bus. Thank you very much for NOT sitting beside me asshole, im that scary. Just be scared that im more smarter looking and more handsome than you. Fuck you.

lol

Picture says it all. Nonetheless, with my time travelling around i had alot of random blurbs in my head that wished to be unleashed. One, tetris. Tetris is the most sickest fucking game you can ever play on your mobile device(cell for all the youths). One thing i encountered was that as soon as you level up the blocks drop down faster, which to my point of view eliminates the factor of thinking of where to place them, and in hesitation you just drop. i know, lol. Secondly and i think last random ock blurb is that...when my music is playing i pay no attention to it during the playing of tetris, but when the tetris game playing is at a sudden halt, you then would notice what song was playing. During my encounter with this certain situation i came upion the most gayest song in my ipod, "Thats What You Get - Paramore". ironic thing it was on full blast. FML

Forgetting Sarah Marshall

This movie is just too sick guys. It came to the point where i had to do 2 random ock blurbs in under what 10 minutes? This movie goes out to everyone who is in crisis in a dreaded break-up, i highly suggest this fucking movie...just because. Not to rant about me again(although this is MY blog) but it opened my eyes and left my God brothers house with a smile and a different point of view. Thank you Forgetting Sarah Marshall, you'll be in my prayers tonight.

Thought #1

This has been in my had for a couple of weeks now. The shit that has been happening to me has been really fucked. To ones point of view people might say "dude, its just a phase", "bro, forget about her","fuck man, move the fuck on". In doubt i have moved on, but not to the extent where i found love again. Not too sound like a little bitch, but dude...she was my first love, she was everything in my eye, the sun to the fucking moon. But realizing the shit i did to make her leave, and the shit she did to make me no believe was just fucking pointless. "Fuck dude" was all in my head throughout this "phase" i was going through. I went to my friends who comforted me, but i also went to my trustworthy God brother(whom i love dearly) to help me man the fuck up again(which worked, thanks dude). So my overall experience with love was gnarly, but at the same time...to sort of say, "fucked". It was a wild ride, but never again I will find another like her.



yeah fucking right.