Friday, April 24, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
If you feelin' like a pimp ***** go on brush ya shoulda's off
I haven't posted to this for a really long time. Initially I had started this to enhance my brain power and creative skills, some article on Yahoo! recommended I give it a try (Yahoo! knows everything, of course). It then became an online journal, reflecting my inner thoughts and feelings about personal matters that were going on in my life. I later remembered it was on the World Wide Web and took off every post that showed "too much" (sorry snoopers!). I have also been using my blog to document all of the articles I write for The Torch and will continue to do so, so that others can read my work and I can reflect upon it in a easy way as well.
Now I am going to continue to blog about what ever the hell I want. Just not as... personal as before.
Anyway, the title for this entry is totally stolen from a Jay-Z song, but I took the lyrics into a different perspective and view it at a different angle. There comes a time in your life when you really do need to brush the dirt of your shoulders to walk a straight line again. For me the time has come over and over again and I'm finally doing it. Winter term was a crash and burn experience for me and I am still trying to fix the devastating effects it has left behind. One way I'm doing that is by looking at the people I surround myself with. I believe the famous saying "you are what you eat" also applies to the people you spend your time with. The people I spent my time with only wanted to be around me when I had a party to go to and a drink in my hand. Thank god those people are gone.
Health has become a concern for me as well. I'm striving to make my life more healthy and clean in every which way possible, with what I eat, do and... well, what ever else there may be! Maybe I should start checking up on Mr. J's "Healthy Habits for Healthy Human's."
I've always thought life is like a roller coaster. I always thought I was ready for the ride. Now I really feel like I'm ready to ride again, in a way I never have before.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Sorry
Is the most made up pathetic word in the English dictionary. If some one was truly sorry, they wouldn't have done what they were sorry for in the first place. This word means nothing to me now, I'm not accepting any more apologies and I'm not granting people forgiveness. Once some one messes up with me there's no chance of redemption. It's done.
Anyway, besides all that crap things have been pretty well. For me at least, it seems like a lot of people are loosing their jobs and their homes. Eugene's downtown streets have been known to house a lot of homeless but there's so many now. And they're everywhere. I've seen some really handsome men holding signs on the side of the road lately and I feel so bad. Not because they're good looking or anything, but I can tell they don't belong there. They probably got laid off...
I really hope this economic slump straightens itself out soon. No one has healthcare, everyones sick and broke, tons of people are homeless and out of work. If everyone's struggling and the government knows this then why are they still evicting people?
It times like this that I realize I have a lot to be thankful for. Like this beautiful home, I hope the homeless have something to be thankful for too, or at least something to hold on to for hope.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Boys, boys boys...
Boy don't try to front... I know just what you are
Seriously, out of everything in this world I could have liked why did it have to be boys? They're smelly, stupid and gross. I've had so many bad experiences with them and so little good ones, but it's the good ones that really make up for it.
I thought I wanted a bad boy at first, if you read my "Ten Commandments to Mr. Right". Yeah, I was wrong. I finally met "Mr. Right" and found out he wasn't right for me after all. Bad boys are hot but bad.
Men have two heads but the ones I've met only seem to think with the one that's closest to the floor. Honestly is sex all that important? Don't get me wrong sex is great, really great but you have a hand. Damn, use it!
Anyway, I was in this sort of relationship over the summer. It started off rocky and ended cold and hard as stone. In five days. I haven't been with anyone since then. No relationships or hookups and it has made my life so much easier. But there are options out there. I'm not looking for any but I always seem to run into them. And they always seem to fuck it up.
Heres a good thing to know boys: if you like some one don't tell them about your sex life before you even get to know them. I will seriously puke, and run away. You think Road Runner was fast, wait till you see me jet for the door.
Guys aren't honest. It's not like they lie but they don't tell the whole truth. It drives me crazy... I hate it when I can't trust the guy I care about. Or anyone. I'm sure there's good guys out there, I just haven't met any yet. Come on, is it that hard to be a good, stable person?
I wish I was into bestiality. Then I could train my dog and not have to worry about a damn thing. You can't train a boy, they're to stupid and to... manly. Okay, I don't really wish that but... damn this is aggravating.
I love myself, my mind soul and body. It's taken me a long time to get to that point and I'm not throwing myself out there for a man who can't respect those qualities in me and himself. Maybe I'll never be with anyone again, maybe my hand will be my lover for ever but you know what, at least that way I wont have the urge hack some one up with a machete.
Phwew... well back to my news story!
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