Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Neon "underglow" underlights xD and stuff!

I recently bought purple underglow for my car and guess what? EVERY SINGLE TIME the website "PROCESSES"  my damn transaction, it keeps getting declined....The first time I tried it, I thought it was because I didn't have enough money on my card, because I really didn't. I put more in today and guess what? It STILL didn't work!!!! I called my bank and they made me feel so stupid. For the billing address, it's supposed to be the address my bank company has under. I thought I put it in there, but for some reason the word BATMAN was typed in the address line. I don't know how that happened but I felt so stupid lols. I finally bought it and can't wait to put it in.

At first I was choosing between turquoise or purple neon underglow. My car, Sophie, is blue so I wanted more of a blue color on it. In the state of Georgia, blue, red, and orange neon is illegal since they are emergency colors. I took a huge survey asking if turquoise was considered blue to them. 98% of them all said yes. I asked girls only though, only because girls see colors in a TOTALLY different way than guys. The guys I DID ask, were part of the 98%. Sucks haha. Purple looks nice on my car anyways. The fact that it sometime looks purple depending on the lighting xD

I took my final today for Chemistry lab. I don't know if I did well on it or not, but oh wells! After that, the lover asked for me to write her a couple of poems for her to choose from so she could enter them as hers on some site lols. Is this cheating? Nahhhhhhhhhh haha.

Well here are the pictures I promised, especially to the two followers I have haha. I have TWO! xP Beat that!!!

Presents!!

I put that pillow there for effect xP Nice, huh? haha

I wonder who the big present is for....xP

The big present has hello Kitty!! How nice....-_- lols

Sunday, November 28, 2010

A Crispy Dorm Room xD!!

Took a while for my roommate to finish cleaning up but oh wells lols
We both got new bed sheets and all that good stuff and made our room look great xP. We got a little Christmas Tree and put presents underneath it!!! Too cool for school haha. I took a few pictures xD. Not all the presents are under the tree because I'm not done wrapping but, I wanted to post them up. When I'm done wrapping the presents, I'll take another picture of them and post it up! xD Here are the pictures so far haha:

Yes...this is my bed haha

Pandas xD

Nice room, huh? lols

lols

Christmas Tree!!!

I should have turned off my lamp.

Ignore the pictures of my girlfriend lols

Silent Night.....

Holy Night...!!!!
My dorm room looks pretty nice, huh? haha. Yup!!! I won't forget to post up the rest of the presents haha ttyl!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thanksgiving!

My Thanksgiving was pretty great. I never actually had an actual Thanksgiving where any of my family comes to eat with me, mom, and dad. Every year since birth, it would always be like any other day. My brother came and brought my nephew, niece, and two cousins. We actually had a great time. We ate chicken instead of turkey, only because my sister-in-law didn't want to be the Americanized woman she is lols. The kids sat in the living room watching movies and ate together. The adults sat in the dining room talking about gossip and family and friends. This was one of my happiest moments ever. I would never trade my family in the world for anyone else, no matter how hard times are for us. Like the saying goes, " Compared to the wealthy, only the lower classes know true happiness within the family". Here are some pictures:


This is one of my cousins. We made fun of him saying he was watching porn haha

To the left is my nephew. He's only 2yrs younger than me...the right is my other cousin

Yes...this is my room...lols

My cousin and niece.

The lil dining room xD

The one standing up is my sister-in-law. Then old man is dad. Then mom is hiding behind my brother.

My sister would totally kill me if she saw this picture lols. She looks fat in this xP

xD

Cheesin' haha




This was my best and ONLY Thanksgiving dinner I've ever had. I would totally cry but I'm A MAN!!! WOOF!! lols. So homo haha.

Black Friday also happened of course xD!!! I got myself some clothes from Express and Polo shoes. I got me a hat too!!!! I got my girl some pumpin' kicks too. I'm telling you....I can pick my shoes....hookups everywhere!! I got ALLLLL this stuff for no more than 80 bucks lols. I told my girl to do the money walk with them fye kicks. Hope she does the money walk right and doesn't look like she's limping lmao xD

Friday, November 26, 2010

lalalla!

I was very bored, so I was looking through some videos in my laptop and found this lols!:


My friend and I were really bored, so I started playing the guitar. I don't know what was wrong with him but he just started singing all of a sudden. So guess what? Being the good friend I am, I ASKED if I could record him haha. He said yes and this was what we did all day haha

Monday, November 22, 2010

What Hurts the Most...

Have you guys ever thought about being homeless, or living day by day without enough money, knowing that you and your family could becomes tattered and corrupt?
Have you and your family ever been evicted from a home, possibly sent back to where you came from? You know how it feels? Embarrassing. It's humiliating and emotionally shattering to see all your belongings thrown out into the street. To see everything you've ever owned, flying everywhere from the wind. You begin to feel alienated and exposed. It seems like the whole neighborhood knows your business. But guess what? They don't give a shit.

Now homeless, and back where you came from such as your country, you spend your whole day searching for hot meals, a place to sit without being told to move. You don't have a place to keep your things; it's not safe. The opportunities you have...ha.....there is none. Getting water is difficult. No one wants you around. You can't wash, so you smell. You don't look appealing to people, not even to a dog. Your only mode of transportation is to walk. There are no means of public transportation - it costs money, the money you don't have.

In so many ways, you're constantly reminded that "you're nothing without money".
No one chooses to be poor or homeless. Those who sleep on the streets are guarding only one thing - their personal freedom. Even their dignity is gone. You face obstacles, day by day, and it picks away your self-esteem. Your personality withers, disintegrates. You become scared, frustrated, and you trust no one.

But guess what? Somehow there's a miraculous event that you get to become what you were. Having a home. Having food. Having another chance at something you tried so hard to keep. There's only one catch though. The struggles faced to get to when you were happy...well...you have to repeat that struggle.
In the process of getting back up there, your parents work again and you have a home. The home isn't great, but you have it again. It is still hard though. You're not old enough to do anything to help provide. Everyday you eat the same thing. Everyday you wish you could have something else. You can't. It lasts for a good long time, but your family manages to have a house. You get to go to college and make something of yourself.

There's another problem though. It happens again. When you think life is going good for you, it happens. Only one of your parents work, but on the brink of losing it. You are asked to drop out of your future to work. Having not much, you fear that the struggles are coming back. What can you do? The only thing there is to do is to pray. Will the prayers be heard? You don't know....

Parents.....

You know what can eat my shorts? Well..nothing. BUT! What I don't like sometimes is a parent's lack of judgment. You know how when you bring home a friend or someone you like, your parents just don't like them "JUST BECAUSE"? It's usually the clothes that the person wears, or what they look like. I find it stupid. I understand, though, if a girl brought home a guy who talks funny, acts all twitchy, and ears clothes like he just got out of jail; I would smack the living daylights out of MY daughter. Actually, I would never let my daughter date. This is my sex talk with her:
Me: "Honey, what do you know about sex?"
Daughter: "I don't know, dad. Is it the dance people do in movies that you and mommy watch and tell me to go to bed?"
Me: " Hehe....no honey.....just know this. Sex is something you do after you're married. It's something you do to make the marriage valid. But in order to have sex, you need a license for it. You have to be 30 to get it. But in ORDER to GET a license, you have to take a test. You have to be at least 40 to take the test. And if you fail the test, you have to wait 6 years. You got it honey? When you want to have sex, I'll let you. You just have to get your paperwork to do it. You don't want to break the law, do you?"
Daughter: " I don't want to break the law. I understand you, daddy. I can't have sex until I die, right?"
Me: "That's my girl xD"

Anywho.... Why do parents make those assumptions? They also go through all the trouble of asking others who know OF the person, about the person. Why can't they just find out? Are they afraid their judgment is wrong? Is it because they just don't' like how they look, and it would make them look bad so they try to find bad stuff to pin them? Make their child not see them? Such stupidity. Parents know better, but sometimes they find their opinions based on how they used to live. How before, you COULD actually know what a person is by the clothes they wear, how they speak. You can't do that now. That's why people say that they love his or her PERSONALITY. It's character that counts. Parents should suspend their judgment, unless they have a real reason. Until then, we learn and grow up to be better parents than our own. Our parents may be the ones doing everything they can to provide for us, and give us what they never had; but as their children, we learn from them as well.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

You...

She's no regular girl. She's not like any girl. Why do I say this? I say this because she's the only girl I am attracted to. I'm attracted to her with passion. I'm attracted to her with full emotions. I'm attracted to her because she loves me. When you have a person and can say you would want to spend the rest of your life with, would you really? Would you be able to take his or her nagging? Would you be able to take the little things that would annoy him or her? Would him or her annoy you, or would you annoy them? If you are able to truly say yes to this, then I applaud you. The girl I'm with, she turned my life around. She picked me up when I was down. Before her, there were things I still have done that would be an eyesore to others. Being with her keeps me away from the bad. Being with her, to put it simply, makes me happy. All my life, I prayed for someone like you, and I think I finally found you. You're my one and only. You're the only I want to share the rest of my life with.

I am not thinking to far ahead in my future. Some say thinking that far ahead would make your relationship bad. The question I say back to them is, how? How can thinking of the future be bad? Matter of act, it should be good for you. Helps you find a road to stay on in your life.

I really love you. Everyday. Every minute of the day, all I can think about is you. I hope I am with you forever. I hope our love will last until we find out if it is true. I want it to be true. You know, when I think about you; do you know what I'm thinking? First I think of your face and how it is flawless through my eyes. When I see your eyes, I see that you are looking at the person you would never want to lose, which also keeps me happy. You don't want what you have to be gone because it's something you have longed for for a long time. When I see your lips, I see and feel the attraction. The attraction of my lips being lured to yours. And when our lips meet, our eyes close; and when our eyes close, our lips are filled. When you smile....girl...that smile...it's something I want to see for a long time. When that smile makes a wrong U-turn, and frowns....I will try my HARDEST for your smile to go back on the right direction. Your smile is what tells me, " I love you. I smile because I want you to know that I am happy with you. You make me happy, so I will always be with you". For you to stay with me, I will keep that smile. There are times we fight and sadness becomes the scenery, it's fine. We come back into a hug. With that hug, I cherish it for as long as I can until the next.

With these feelings that I contemplate, I feel that it is true. You and I are true. Our love is true. True is us....being together. True is that....I really love you...

Monday, November 8, 2010

Our Friends

When you're with your friends, or even living with them for any reasons, such as college or apartment sharing, are you guys always cool with each other? If you say yes, then you haven't gotten to the "being mad at each other" times yet. Tell me this, if your friend (let's call him Jay) has juice in the fridge, and you take one out to drink, would Jay get mad? Do you THINK he should get mad? Apparently he does. But guess what? 3 minutes ago he had set plans for some friends to go out and eat. It was HIS idea to go. It was HIS decision to pick the time. Friends come over, he doesn't want to go anymore. Why? It's not principle. It's not because of anything else. It's because I drank his damn juice. When you have food or anything, and your friend eats or drink from it, I don't think you would get mad. I'd understand if your friend ate ALLL of it, you'd be mad. But from the 420000000, 1 is consumed.

You go eat with your friends, WITHOUT Jay. You come back. Jay is just sitting there looking like a sad dog. You're pissed off because Jay would always become this sick sad looking like he is about to be put down pet when it comes to small petty things. You leave to go do homework and come back a couple of hours later.
You talk about it with your other half before entering though. You feel a little better because talking helped. You come back seeing Jay asleep trying to do the same homework. Do you feel bad for him? Yes. Because you know he doesn't know how to do it. Because you know he's struggling with it. Do you want to help him? Yes. But you're still mad at him. You want to be the bigger man though. Except there's one thing that's stopping you right now. It's the awkwardness you have between him right now. You too have bad vibes towards each other, so space is what is needed. I do not really want to help Jay right now, but I will eventually. What I really want him to do though, is speak first. I know it's lame, but that's what I want. I want him to know that his part was wrong and to either try to look pass it, or man up and get a new sack of balls.

Our friends can be bad to us at times, and those times you get really pissed off because it becomes an annoyance. They are still your friends. You don't want to ever lose them. They're there for you. Always.

Friday, November 5, 2010

Deep Emotions...

There's one question at hand when dealing with a lot of things in life. And in life, sometimes there is hurting, tear shedding, happiness, anger-feelings we have to cope with day by day. Every hour, every minute, every second of the day one can only look forward to seeing the ones we love, the ones we care for. Everyday I would see people post things up saying that they keep getting hurt. They're done with boys. They're done with girls. People, in life, can only do but hurt one another. How can you prevent the hruting and sorrow if you keep on believing this? There's a saying, " What you look for, you will find". So if you always search for the sadness and negativity in people, you WILL find it. You will not like it, but who's fault is that, really? Is it actually the other person's fault if they said something bad to you? Or is it not ourselves for believing it? At times, I would only want to get away from this world and find a better place. There is no better place. You can go far away to contemplate and compose yourself in thoughts, but you cannot and will not find places to be away and be happy forever.

So what am I trying to say? You cannot only be happy if you find it in yourself to take what others say, what others do and ask yourself,
" Is this really me? If not, I do not need to fix myself. And if it is, is it something that I have to change? Or is it people just trying to put me down?"
The only true way to find true happiness is if you find love. Love is all around you. You just need pull it toward and grasp it. Feel it. Only then will you feel the real warmth in the heart like a fairy tale.

In our lives, we were created to do what? To find love. Everywhere you go, everyone wants love. Everyone doesn't want hatred, do they? Prove me wrong, and I will praise you. When two people get together, they are happier than before. When tose two break up, they are filled with more sorrow than anything before. If someone wants that sorrow, then they are not human. Any characteristics that that person has to a human being, would be just pure coincidence. Think about it. What kind of songs played and written are usually about? Love. The number one seller. The number one emotion.

With love, though, follows sadness. Even with those love songs, there would always be the songs about hurt and pain afterwards. From happiness like "My Boo" by Usher all the way to hurting, " Let It Burn" by Usher. The love could be welded back together, but the feelings might not be the same as before. It could either be more of a passion, or it could be just hard to look at. You could break down and cry, or you could be glad and think the person is the one. You could think nothing is better than you and the other half.

That's the thing about life. You yearn for love. You search for it. You find it. Then.... you could.... just lose it. It'll hurt, but believe that everything will be fine. Believe that that love will come back. It will be difficult. It will be harder than anything in the world overcome, but you eventually will.

Now if you never lost it, or most likely you won't ever, then you should be happy. There will be rough times, there could be jealousy, there could be very emotional times, even on the rig of seperation. Don't worry about it. You will cope. And when you do, you will come to realization that your other half is really...well, your other half. Your lover, the one you will forever cherish and love til the clock reaches 00:00. Every moment of each adn everyday, your other half will always come to mind. Cherish it. Hold it. Then spread your love with everyone in your life. Muahs xD

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Scary Movies

In scary movies, why do the black people always die first? I find that weird. Do producers just try to make themselves seem not racist by throwing a black man in a movie? Well it DOESN'T HELP by making the black man die so there could be no more black people in the movie! Scary movies are RACISTS!!
Not only that, I find it stupid how in scary movies, when a person runs away from a monster or something, they always look back. That's how you DIE!

"Oh no!!! Run!!"
" A monster is chasing me! I shouldn't look back because most likely I might trip or something, but I'll do it anyways."
" AHHHHH!!!! I tripped over a twig because I looked back!!! Why did I look back!??!"
" Now I'm crawling on the floor, but guess what? I'm STILL looking back!!"

Guess what happens next? The person got either eaten, killed, or anally raped. So stupid... This is why I'm never afraid of scary movies. It's predictable which makes everything less fun. It's fun seeing other people get scared though. lols!!! People jump and scream and pee in their pants. I went to watch the Red Eye in theatres once, and oh man....some girl I do not know just jumps on my lap screaming like she saw a mouse. After the movie, I said it would be fun watching a movie about people WATCHING scary movies. She gave me her number too, of course xP. ( This was a long time ago!! So, girlfriend....shhh!! )

By the way, I ended up telling her about my blog. I suck at keeping secrets....lols

You know what's funny, that I remember? Niggas is Saggin backwards lols. haha. hehe. teehee. heehee. hoho. lol. lmao. rotfl. rotffl. rotfflol. rotfflmfaool ( Rolling on the f***ing laughing my f***ing ass off out loud )

xD



Blahhh

It's 4 in the morning right now and I'm studying. I'm taking a break but I find it funny how the stereotypes of girls seem to be very accurate Lols.
When a guy asks," what's wrong?", and a girl says," nothing"; they do NOT mean nothing xP
Unless they really DO mean nothing. Actually, I don't even know anymore. My rant is now become stupid. I must be studying too hard. I'm going to eat now. Whee.....

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

School sucks

You know what sucks? School. We complain so much about it to the point that everyone says the same thing around the world. 


"I'ma drop out of school because I'm tired of it."
"School hates me."
"Fuck school..."
"....."


Guess what though? We end up doing our work anyways. Whether if it's the right way or not lols 


Now to my main point of why school sucks....ELECTION DAY.....


Why is it that the elementary, middle, and high schools get a day off and college students don't?!?!?


The kids who can't even vote yet gets out, but the students who are old enough still has to go to school. I don't care if some of the schools are needed for adults to come in and vote, but that is SOME schools!!! The government might as well just use libraries for that. College students who probably WANT to vote probably CAN'T since they have CLASSES throughout the day. 


Though I may just be saying this because I don't get a day off, but it DOES suck! xP

Monday, November 1, 2010

Some thinking...

I was writing a letter to the lady, so I might as well just post it since I don't want to write my thoughts down again lols. I'll just change up a few words, like names and whatnot.


"You know what I was thinking during Church? I was standing in the
back behind the chairs my friend usually sit at. He sits next to the
special kids with the disabilities to watch over them. There are four
of them usually that sits in that area. I stood behind three of them.
One kid wore glasses and couldn't walk, so he had a wheelchair; the
other one didn't talk much but he liked to sing along with the choir;
the kid that stood out the most was the one being watched over a lot.
He would yell and cry very loud making a lot of the kids in mass look
back. You know what, though? We're lucky. The only reason those
special kids are like that is because they can't use their mind fully
and we can. Humans can only use, so far, 10% of our brains but those
kids did not make it to that number. I wonder how they will be when
they grow up to be adults. Like foster care, the orphans are only
taken care of til they are 18. When they turn 18 though, they can get
jobs and take care of themselves. The special kids can't. They grow
up, what can they do? Because of being handicapped, where will life
take them? What are they living to strive for? Just to survive? They
can't do the things they would wish to do. If they had dreams, it's
even more difficult to reach it, to grasp it in their hands. I
understand God wants us to all be different, but why did he make it
for those three kids to live like that? They don't feel it, but I
know the people around them feel embarrassed for them, they feel
sorry for them, they have pity for them. That's not what those kids
want. It's not what anyone wants. When mass was over my mom told me
how I would have been like that. At the age when she had me, there
were a lot of problems for her. I don't know what exactly but she
said it could have led me coming out, well, retarded. She told me
that the doctors recommended this procedure to check if I would come
out handicapped or not, but there could be a chance of me BEING
retarded FROM the procedure. My mom told me she said no. She would
rather have me come out handicapped than to be handicapped because of
the procedure. When I came out, I was choked by the umbilical cord
and was not breathing. Not only that, my whole body was red like a
tomato. I weighed 6lbs and might not live. My ass was smacked a
couple times, but an hour later, I started crying. Everyone,
including my mom, was relieved. To this day, I'm grateful for me not
only to not be disabled, but to be alive; especially to have You by
my side...But for the people who ARE disabled, there's one question I
want to ask God. Why? Why did you create them to live such hard
lives?"

 

For Mr. LB from Mrs. LB

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