Legends never die

For you to take this as serious as you are right now is ridiculous. First off, everyone knows this is your program, and the mistake that I had made in no way belittles your supposed “seniority”. Your plans were alternated because I believed you were unaware of a scheduling conflict, something of which I should’ve called you to elaborate on, but failed to do because of my own time consuming schedule. I passed off the work on to someone who was obviously non-content for the job. However your attempt to son me was uncalled for. I understand though that you were caught in a moment of passion. That being sad, I forgive you.

In response to the women who chastized me for a joke to the waiter

I understand what I have said can be seen as wrong among someone who had not witnessed the event firsthand. So the following response is more so in an attempt to reconcile any misconceptions you have of me. First off I am offended by the malicious attack on my character you imposed upon me last night. When I made the comment it was as a sign of humor, in response to a standoffish gesture I received initially. It was never meant to offend or disrespect anyone; it was a joke, an arguably insensitive joke due to the circumstances where it occurred but a joke in its essence nonetheless. Secondly, I am offended at the young man for his lack of courage in actually coming to me as a man himself and telling me he felt disrespected by my meaningless comment. Even more I am disgusted at the fact that he would bring in someone totally unrelated to the event to seek for his so called justice. Personally I believe I didn’t do anything wrong except be my goofy and awkward self, I’m sorry if my 40,000 dollars a year doesn’t absolve the fact that some people may perceive me as an asshole, but I expect to be treated like an adult when I am spoken in a manner of discrepancy. You have no right to speak down to me as if I am a child who does not know any better. From this point on I can only hope you learned from our experience as I have. That some people are pussies (the sensitive waiter), some people are dicks (me for being a smartass), and that some people are assholes (you for feeling the vigilante need to defend someone you are not even connected with).

Not watching the Super Bowl.

Dead Broke.

Alone, As usual.

its not easy being me

Disappointment

Today, I and my “brothers” whom I will put in quotation marks since I question their true loyalty, were supposed to throw a party tonight at the local hole in the wall club. As usual we performed at below expectations and failed to deliver a good party that everyone had been hoping for. Unexpectedly, my ”lil sister” came, and a cloud of disappointment hangs over my head. Does she even care about me? Or is the selfishness of man so subconciously strong, that its claws are shown briefly only when in drunken stupor? And I, I failed her. I was supposed to be her protector yet I let drunken men, touch her and left her alone fend herself against these molestors as I delivered witty punchlines in the background hoping to diffuse the situation. Forgive me, and apologize to me at the same time. It is all I ask of you whom has unsheathed the weakling incased my bodily shell. I only hope I can turn things around, and now protect MY SISTER from the countless predators I claim as my brothers. Now all I can do is think over, different ways to express my view to her. I want to say “stop talking to them, it only lets them think they have a chance with you”. But that has its many connotations to the listener who hears these passion filled words. Im just sorry for not preventing what was such an obvious attack on my lil sister.

I’ve Had enough

Seriously, I’ve had just about enough of the borough of Queens. This place truly is hell on earth if hell was an urban suburban ethnic conclave with planes constantly flying overhead. What really bugs me is how everyone here thinks they are so macho, just because they grew up in this shithole. Tough shit, if you came from the neighborhood I grew up in, which is about an 1hr 30m away, you’d most likely have either ended up dead, in jail, or living under extremely shitty circumstances post high school. Face it, your not cool Queens, matter of fact had Staten Island not existed you would probably be the forgotten borough.

Fuck You —> Queens , NY

Phew, okay now onto what happened to me recently today. I and Ryan went to Steves house to hang out before going to the bar only to find out we couldn’t get in. We then walked back to Steves after realising we had no cash, to Ryan’s car where he proceeded to bitch about his cookie cutter girl problems. To make things even more unbearable he then teased me, mocking the fact that I’m not some Cassanova, as if he is! I broke it down to him. I told him pretty much hey I may have not had sex at school, but atleast I’m not getting played. He then basically ignored any comments coming from me, since he’s too preoccupied lusting after the sound of his own voice.

Sex talks make me uncomfortable. Yea i said it. I grew up in a household where sex was not talked about, and where it was also vehemently frowned upon in a non assertive way. When I think of my upbringing now I’m suprised at how normal I actually have turned out to be. The non logical process by which my mother raised me combined with hours of television blurred my thought processes on relationships. I spent a majority of my time rather imagining myself in situations instead of living them. For us kids born in the 80’s/90’s we were raised by television shows such as MTV Spring Break, Girls Gone Wild Commericals and Catdog cartoons. We were cheated out of the conventional childhood of people to people interaction. Or atleast in my case I was. So now all I can do is adapt, count my victories and move on.

Damn’it I left my hookah at Steve’s place. I hope he doesn’t break it.

Ya gotta be kiddin me

Well, it looks like im headed back to school tommorrow. I hope this next semester ends up as sucessful as my last one. Which reminds me of how I’ve spent my one month break from school doing ABSOLUTELY nothing. The disgust I feel with my own laziness would force me to go to the gym, only I am too lazy to even do that. However, it’s time to just go back to school and do what I do best, procrastinate. It will be all the easier since tow of my main partners in crime are now technically “defunct”. Jorge Jorge is currently in Europe – Rome to be exact, and Mike Brown, well Mike is just chill’axin in Portland Oregon. I guess things could be better but reality will have to take its place and set in come tommorrow morning when I’m back in Queens. Oh well, atleast I got my trusty hookah to take care of me through these bitter times.

• “Currently Watching – The Last Samurai” 5:48PM
• “Currently Listening: Armand Van Helden – I Want Your Soul“

Pics of the Hookah which I have yet to name will go up soon!

Facebook blahs blah

“Y0U C0ULD TELL iiM A DiiME FR0M A DiiSTANCE.” – The Facebook status of one of my friends from school.

My response to this status,
Technically, considering the visual texture of a dime it would actually be quite easy to confuse it with various forms of silver currency such as nickels, quarters or even silver dollars. So in a sense you kind of have to specifically state how far the distance is, so that one could whole heartedly tell your a dime.

What are lolcatz?

Lolcats are pictures of animals, usually of cats, that have funny captions. The captions usually have bad grammar and spelling. This site has lolcats. Usually, the pictures are made by me (well, I make just the captions sometimes) or submitted. If they aren’t made by me (captions) or submitted, I will note that in the post.

-http://lolcatz.wordpress.com/page/3/-

House of jealous lovers

Wow havent written in a long time. Well here are some new things.

I gotta 3.42 GPA, yay me!!!

Im back in Jersey for Christmas Break.

I gotta Hookah, yay again!!!

Mike Brown is gone for good, which sucks but i guess hes better off in Portland anyway.

Ryan finally got laid haha, and I havent *sad face*

I think I gotta job at Old Navy, too bad theres no good looking bitches working there!

I need poon. Seriously.