A Simple Update

The first day of school for most:

I'm such a dork because I wish I was there. Lol. I'm excited to begin school tomorrow. The sooner I start, the sooner this semester is over. I'm anxious to compete for the highest GPA with my friends. This shall be interesting.

Damn, again I haven't blogged this entire weekend. It was quite eventful, even though I didn't do nearly as much as I wanted to, seeing that it was my last weekend before the start of the semester.

I will say though... "everything is not what it seems."

Angeles Crest Fire

This fuckass fire is killing me! It's literally 3-5 driving minutes from my job, and the smoke in the entire town is far too much to bare. Everyone in here is either coughing, their eyes are burning, or they are miserable in some other way because of the effect this wildfire is having.

When I find the person who is responsible for the fire at Angeles Crest, I will bitchslap them.

Last Night...Or This Morning

I woke up out of my sleep at 5am. I have no idea why. But I woke up in the most fucked up mood imaginable. Ready to turn it up lol. So, I get up, get on my knees, and pray. I get back in the bed, all the anger and hostility that suddenly came was gone, and I went back to sleep peacefully.

Good day -_-

Appreciative

I have no idea where it came from, or why it's here, but thank God (:

Covered

More than half of my tuition paid for next semester. Yesssss.

Feels Great Being An Only Child

Just dandy. I love the fact that even though I technically have a half brother, he doesn't exist, and he hasn't in my life for quite some time now. I'm way closer to most of my friends than I've ever been to the bastard, and it's shameful. Oh well, do away with him and my poor excuse for a father. A sperm donor is what he is. Fuck them both.

Good day (:

Once You Go Whore, You Never Go Back

Lmfao-

I've only quoted Lil' Wayne twice in my lifetime. This will be the third time.

Rule #1: Don't mess with nobody girl.
Rule#2: Nobody has a girl.

The Remainder or the Week

As I was laying in the bed trying to force myself to go to sleep, I just realized that I can't because I have so much on my mind. For starters, my boss will be out until the beginning of next week, so I have to cover her stuff and my own. I have 1 million things to do already. I also just learned that I have jury duty, whack. How the hell am I supposed to serve jury duty when I have school beginning next week, and I work full time? It's humanly impossible. I'll find a way though.

Can school hurry up and start so I can finish this semester and be done?

An Irreplaceable Weekend

I haven't blogged for the majority of the weekend. Damnit. It was right when I was getting into the habit of blogging everyday -_- . Anyway, I've had such an enthusiastic weekend. I won't sit here and boast about it detail by detail, but I had a lot of fun with grams lol. I guess it's never too late to begin a relationship with your grandmother. The old lady can actually stay up later than me to watch movies! I swear she doesn't sleep.

& on Saturday afternoon I totally landed an internship at a law office, after going shopping with my grandma and eating. I couldn't have asked for more.

Now tonight, home to finish helping my bro with this 10 page research paper. At least we did 5 pages yesterday. Blah. The things I do to help my friends.

Tis' all for now.

A Work In Progress

I'm astonished at the relationship my grandmother and I have grown into. For the duration of my life, we've obviously known each other existed, but for some reason never made the effort to get closer to one another. As we were talking the other day, I realized that it was the divorce. When my mom divorced my dad, I also got divorced from the rest of the family. This would explain why I don't know anyone from that side of the family. So when I go somewhere, all I hear is: "oh my, you've gotten so tall," or "look at the nice young man you've grown into," or "you're so cute, you look just like your dad." Um, pause. I look nothing like the failure.

Anyway, I'm writing because I'm grateful that I still have a grandmother to spend time with, and I'm happy that we're establishing a relationship, and getting involved with each others lives.

Good Things Don't Last Forever

Or maybe they do? I've always questioned everyone who ever made this statement. Because if good things truly don't last forever, when the said bad things happen, don't we replace them with good over and over to heal the bad? Since good is the opposite of bad, don't we seek it when we experience bad? Meaning that since bad is constantly being replaced, good does exist forever. Right?

Anyway, point is, sleep too long, and when you wake up, you will have missed your ride. & oversleeping seems way too common these days. -_-

"Inglorious Basterds"

Is the spelling of 'basterds' wrong in the title of this movie, or is it just me?

What a surprise. I didn't fall asleep throughout the entire movie, and I went at night! Lmao. I think every single movie I've seen after dark, I've fell asleep in. As much as I thought it would be stupid as fuck, it actually wasn't bad. A bit graphic, yes.

Today Was A Great Day

Why do I have no regrets about today at all? I let go of some pointless grudges with friends, I learned how much I really rely on my phone, and I realized the significance of the relationships I have with my true friends.

I wouldn't give today back for the world.

Reasoning Behind Actions

Today made me realize exactly why I am the way I am. I am rude as fuck for a reason to anyone, and I don't give two fucks about what you think about me being rude. I show no emotion to bitches, and I have no remorse for the things I say that make you cry. Idgaf about tears bitch, suck that shit up and keep it pushin'. Cry on your way home or something.

Oh, for the record- my bad if I led you on to think that a relationship would ever come from you and I. I don't do clingy bitches that blow up your phone and suddenly think they own your text messaging inbox. Wtf, I don't even know you!

Again, the reason I am an asshole from the beginning with every bitch, is so that they get the idea. Don't expect anything from me unless I tell you that I want more. It's never safe to assume babygirl.

Good night (:
Daren

Thank You

First and foremost, I have to say thanks to all the people that read my blog regularly. Even the mass amount of you that simply go directly to the website to read it, but don't follow. That's fine too. Followers mean nothing to me. If my writing attracts your attention, and you ask me to write more, it means that I've fulfilled my duties as a writer. I've entertained my reader. So, thanks to everyone who reads, and thanks to those that will read in the future. To have so many people that are interested, it pushes me to continue.

Even More Pleased

Still feeling like I made the perfect decision. I'm now more excited than ever for Spring 2010. Continue to give me the reassurance I need to make my partial decision a whole.

Pasadena people. Lol.

Thanks.

Excellent!

Ah, I got great news today. Accepted into another school!
Spring 2010.

Life Here Is Better Than It's Ever Been

I've been so busy lately that I can't even fulfill my promise to blog often. From establishing a well-needed relationship with my grandmother, working, deciding on a school, filling out paperwork, and everything else that falls in between, it's hard for me to find the time to even blog. & even through me being so busy that sometimes it feels like death, I'm still happy with where I'm at for the most part.

Monday Blues; Or Not

Hm, so today I gave my boss my proposal for the fall semester. It was unexpected though. I honestly was not planning on telling her until the day before school started that I would not be here for 2 full days out of the week. Lol. Anyway, things turned out better than I presumed they would. She actually took it well, and approved it with no problem.

In addition to that, the fact that ugly girls want me and can't have me makes me smile. Today, someone asked me "who I was signed with?" I looked puzzled and said, "excuse me?" She replies, "I wanted to know which modeling agency you were with." I still continued to play clueless, even though at this point I knew exactly what she was attempting to do. Lmao. If she happens to find my blog, thanks, sweetthing.

On top of THAT, my day at work is going by exceptionally fast. Although I'm extremely short staffed, I'm still not stressed. I do hope that the remainder of my day goes as well as the earlier half.

Beautiful Surprise

India Arie. Mm.

From My Perspective

So, someone asked me to create a blog abiding by the topic: How the view of things from a college athlete differentiate from that of a normal college student. (Assuming that I understood the request correctly).

My response to that...

I think that the view of things from a college athlete do, in fact differ from that of a traditional college student. It adds another hurdle-so to speak to overcome. In addition to taking full time classes, working for one of the top 50 travel companies in the U.S., balancing healthy friendships, and family relationships, and completing all given assignments while maintaining a nearly perfect GPA, we still put in those long hours as an athlete.

In order to be a successful athlete, it takes hours of practice. I'm sure everyone who reads my blog is familiar with the phrase practice makes perfect. While it may not make perfection, it definitely increases the performance. I can't tell you how many hours a week I prepare (during season, and off season) in order to assure I have what it takes to compete at the college level. Ranking 1st 2nd or 3rd in all my races, I can walk away confident knowing that I did what I had to do.

The fact that I can perform greatly while managing other tasks just shows that I have more strength, determination, and will to succeed. Making sure that I'm not better at my sports, than my studies or vis versa is difficult, so don't underestimate an athlete.

Which brings me to another point- What is with teachers saying "Athlete's think they are better than everyone else because they play a sport. They deserve no extra recognition." If that isn't the most foolish thing I've ever heard. How does that even make any sense? Throughout all the existing struggles of a college student, with the stress of a competitor added only makes us stronger students. It doesn't at all mean we are expecting a free ride in a classroom because we play a sport.

Hope I answered your question, or touched on your statement fucker.

Content.

As of now, I'm content.

I finally chose my classes, which was a huge hurdle for me, because I procrastinate literally everything. On the contrary, I need to go to the school to do some last minute paperwork before I am involuntarily dropped from all my registered classes.

I am content on many different levels, ranging from relationships (friends and otherwise), work, (for now), and home life.

I will not be stressed out about the things that are so minute in life, when they are only temporary. Friends? Huh? Can I get a definition? Another one lost, more insight gained. Again, as I mentioned in one of my previous blogs, this coincides with the advice my mother used to give me about finding out a persons true colors. Even still, I try to give people the benefit of the doubt. (& I appreciate the help, but I just gotta know for myself)...A clip from a Drake song. Lol. Anyway, I'm content without the friends that don't deserve to be here.

Relationship-wise, I'm fine. I've never needed a girlfriend at any time, for any reason, and I won't start now. I'm too focused on my career to begin a relationship mid-way through what it takes to get there. I am content being single. I do what I want, with whomever I want, whenever I want to do it. Do I need a main, or a down ass bitch? No. I need nothing. In the past few months, I've met several candidates (for lack of a better word) that seem to be unqualified to even be considered for daily conversation with me, let alone anything else. I believe I've said or wrote this before, if you cannot match me on an intellectual level, then get. I won't find you attractive in any way, shape, or form, if you can't hold a conversation with me (aim or otherwise) without sounding like you were raised in the worst area of Los Angeles. Increase your intellect, or continue to not know me.

Work- Ah fuck. Everyone knows that I have a serious problem working far more than I should. This semester, I chose all classes that are only offered on Tuesdays and Thursdays, thus making it impossible for me to work 6 days a week, ranging from 50-60 hours. I have no choice but to cut down on the hours by nearly half, which I'm certain will result in focusing more on my studies.

Choosing a school- Fuck my life. I've never been more undecided on anything this much until now. I have not chose a school, I'm considering multiple, and I don't think I'm in a hurry to choose one. They all sound interesting in my opinion. Someone help?

This upcoming semester is about to kick my ass, I can feel it now. There are no more easy classes to crowd my schedule with. With that being said, away with the bullshit, and on with school! The less stress I have in my life, the better.

I am content.

Second Chance- Shinedown

Tell my mother, tell my father
I've done the best I can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I'm not angry, I'm just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance

Please don't cry one tear for me
I'm not afraid of what I have to say
This is my one and only voice
So listen close, it's only for today

What a fucking mental case.

First and foremost, I'd like to apologize to the fucks that read my blog frequently and that have been complaining to me that I suck at blogging as often as I promised too.

Anyway, I hate the situation I'm in as of now. The last two weeks have been the most fucked up 14 days I've ever encountered. I wish I can take them back. But if I take them back, the only good thing I've acquired from these torturous days will be nonexistent. I've found truth. I think that it has been more of a self realization, if anything at all. Kind of a what-the-fuck-are-you-doing type of deal.

Long story short, I've returned to normality. Ciao.