Is that a paintbear.....yes...a paintbear...

Man Takashi Murakami is a madman! i love his art, and my mom has gotten really into the LE Louis Vuitton collection. definitely a must that you guys take a look at more of his work.

Who was she?

today i saw one of the most beautiful girls i have ever seen in my entire life. She came up like the sunrise, and left as quickly as a flickering light. I dont care, it only took a moment. I heard her speak and from that moment I knew I wanted to be with her. as she walked away in those boots I clearly remember saying " thats the girl, the girl im going to spend the rest of my life with."

--- see how easy that was to sound so cheesy and poetic?! mannn i gotta be careful! some1 mite confuse me for a heartbreaker :P

Gravy on my cake?!

Yesterday i was watching the food network and they were talking about "sweet gravy", this intrigued me so I did some research and found a recipe! I tried it out this morning and poured it on some left over pineapple cake my mom made, and dammmm its good as hell. The best way to describe it would be like imagine a vanilla ice cream sauce.
Here's a link to the website where i found the recipe, i think the next time i make it ill add hershey's chocolate syrup to the finished product and see how that goes.

Sweet Gravy

damm all this talk is making me hungry for more! i mite have to go make some, but while im making the deliciousness here's some music to stay classy to

UMF!!!!

fuck i completely forgot about UMF! dammm!!!! i didnt even plan for it at all!! its ok...ill get it next year!
what im missing out on!

I guess being asian isnt all that bad

so i just saw Ong Bak 2 and damm tony jaa is a baddd man! this picture doesnt even come close to showing off the badass-ness of the movie and yes he broke through the pot, grabbed the dudes throat but im not gonna tell u what he does with said throat. ok go watch it now.

stay classy till next time

Early Morning Thoughts

Ok so maybe 9:15am isnt that early to some people, but it is to me! I actually woke up at 7 cuz i had to drop off a buddy at the airport. good note, i got mickey Ds breakfast! :) i havent had that in like forever. bad note, I have no idea what to do this early!! 400 channels and nothing is good on TV, i cant go back to sleep, and i JUST let my xbox live account expire!! well i guess ill review something on here, lets see how it works out.

ok so lately ive been going back into my old addiction of shoes. its terrible... but not really... and although ive been fiending mostly nikes, the Reebok Shaqnosis are one of the few exceptions. They arent that special as far as shoe structure goes, i mean u cud buy a pair of AND1s that literally have the same shape. What makes the shoe so desirable aside from the fact that its a kickheads collectors item, is the unique design that anyone will notice a mile away. One look at these shoes and anyone who grew up in the 90s will think back to days when the big man was breaking backboards and blocking the lesser of his kind. I had a pair of Shaqnosis when i was younger and ill tell u rite now, these are some comfortable ass shoes! i dont really remember how comfortable they were per se, but i know i wore the fuck out of them. I played ball in them, ran around in them, and wore them through many a snowdays. Very durable! Well, i definitely hope to find a good pair online somewhere, ill keep u guys updated on my hunt!

until then, stay classy

Finished!

ok, so i just finished posting all the " Greatest Story Never Told". I know its unorganized and short, but i enjoyed writing it and it was a great way to vent. so dont be a douche bag and tell me to learn how not to suck at writing!

Endlessly//Story Time 4

Late at night you called on a phone,
We talked about the day,
When you found out he was cheating.

the lyrics echoed through his ear...Jim continues to listen on..entranced..

And I know I've always just been your friend,
But if you look my way,
I'll make sure you'll never hurt again.

his heart stops..

Do you know I exist, just to promise you this,
Endlessly to be true to you,
And if you answer my prayer,
I cross my heart and I'd swear
Endlessly to be true to you,

his brain stops..

And in my sweetest dream,
You've learn to put your faith in me, endlessly,
Sometimes the thing you need,
Is the one thing you can't see
If you put your faith in me,
How beautiful you and I would be.

his lungs stop..

And if you'd only see
How beautiful you and I would be, endlessly

his pain stops...

just then everyhing stopped for Jim; the crying babies, the fat guy at the video store, the couple sharing an ice cream, the world...it all stops..except one thing... Jim's smile never stopped for one minute. Just then he hears in the most angelic voice God has ever created " thats our song, it makes me think of you and i wanted to dedicate it to you." Where was it coming from? Jim looks at his phone, bewildered..like a deer caught in the midst of an oncoming car. Those 10 numbers meant somethng, they were the keys to communicating with an angel. He smiles again..and replies "thanks vicki."

This was routine now, Vicki called Jim, Jim called Vicki..eitherway they were always on the phone or holding hands. Although the "Normal People and official Rules for dating" handbook official sanctioned them as still just friends, they became inseperable, neither one cared about titles. The only thing they cared about was the undeniable fact that they had each other. No matter what kind of luggage from the past the two carried they never changed their feelings towards each other. This was truly the rescue Jim needed. Just months ago he was at his wits end, barely above water when from the mist a savior came in a "dinky white toyota avalon" boat and pull him up from the murky doom he was so ready to accept.

It was now the time for Jim to do his part. He knew he needed to ask her the most important question of his life. The "do or die" moment as they say. He had dreamt about this moment for so long, he was ready. Locked, Stocked and full loaded. He prepared himself, he was going to ask Vicki to not only be his girlfriend..but he wanted Vicki to know that he intended on making her the only girl he ever said "i love you" to.

Here he goes...out of the water, and into the fire...

::::Part 5 coming soon!:::::

**Disclaimer** Dont be a douche and copy my writing :)

The End of the Story

Ok soo fuck this, im not gonna write this fucking story anymore, im just so disappointed, discouraged, n fucking angry how certain people who were the inspiration of one of the characters turn out to be such a failure. Its soo fucking funny how things turn out n i dont wanna think about it anymore or care.

but ill leave this,

its something we read together once, a long long time ago

10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior Year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.

"Night"

something random and stupid i thought of last nite.. lol i would have put it up but i was a bit impaired at the time {{SKEEZERSSS :P}}

As the world sleeps,

My mind awakens like a locomotion,

taking thoughts-to letters- to words on blank sheets,

more commotion,

the silence of the darkness fills the room,

my favorite noise,

i embrace her,

she fills me with cessation,

her only thought,

to consume the illumination,

like fluid, the darkness makes its way towards me,

hungry,

ready to engulf the shape created by the opaque glow of a computer screen,

this is my night,

a constant battle between shadow and light,

a microcosm of success and defeats,

as the world sleeps.

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I found my Angel // Story Time Part 3

so there she was..alone..in a room full of faces, a sheet of bodies. From the moment i saw her, i couldnt help but be drawn to her. We caught eyes, and at that moment... she smiled the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. From then on all i could think about, all i could muster up, every ounce of me thought one thing..."perfect". It was like a dream, NO, better then a dream..cause dreams eventually fade and at some point must end...this was something more. The stuff dreams dream of being. For the first time in my life i wanted to embrace life and at the same time i wanted to end it, end time..keep this moment forever. Right away she notices me, we approach each other slowly. I still cant believe i was afraid. I've never been afraid of conversation with a female, but for the first time...i was scared. We come face to face, she's more beautiful up close and an amazing smell lingered around her; like an aura of divine grace. I try to be cool. "Hi my name is Jim". She smiles, and replies in the cutest voice i've ever heard "Hi im Vicki". She was an angel, and i knew i needed her....

"Get your head out of the clouds kid"// Story Part 2

As they would say, nothing in life ever comes easy; applying for college isnt easy, running a 10 mile marathon isnt is, and telling a girl you have nothing in common with that you think the world of her sure as hell isnt easy! "Imagine waking up everyday knowing you're bound to see something you can never have. It's as if your living life behind a glass window, and whenever you try to get pass the window it gets thicker and thicker. Fate is only a river's cross away, unfortunately there's no bridge to be found." "Dammit Jim, get your head out of the clouds!""Fuck is wrong with you man? You sound like a fuckin emo!" Of course you would never understand,you're more concerned about what's "in" rather then what you feel "inside". When there's something you hate, you hate it...when there's something you like, you like it... but its not that easy. It's never that easy. For some people life is just a car idling, but for others its one transmission problem after another. The farther and farther you get, the more distant and secluded you feel, you wanna push forward but you're reluctant. why? Cause the gripping lips of fear tell you otherwise, they tell you to get your head out of the clouds and stop analyzing life. Which in some cases is good, a true and happy life is that lived without boundaries, but; only a moron would go about not analyzing every situation. There are too many paths and outcomes. "So i'd rather keep my head in the clouds, it gives me a better view on the world from the heavens, and ill feel like i know exactly where i need to go when i get back down" --Jim

It was a cold night, definitely not a night for a party... but none the less, filipinos loved to gather. Jim generally didnt go 2 such things, his "white-washed" attitude filled him with disgust at the idea of going to a place full of "FOB{fresh off the boat}" filipinos and having to cater to girls he had felt no absolute attraction for. Dont get me wrong, he sure as hell loved being filipino, but let's just say it wasnt his "scene". This particular party though, it was at a close close close close family friend's house, and at the urging of one of his good filipino friends Jim decided to bundle up and head out. Jim feels no different, just another place to make an appearance to...say hi, eat food...drink here and there..leave...standard routine.

He gets there, its the usuals, except this time...there are two girls in the kitchen playing cards. Jim decides, why not..."hey". They smile. He begins his usual conversation methods. {Lets get it straight before the story progresses, though Jim maybe confused about life, I never said he wasnt social, in fact..he was quite known for being very good with communicating with the opposite sex :)} After awhile, he decides they're on the boring side and progresses to the garage to greet the men. Nothing new. Time flows by, slowly... Jim finally feels like its time to be heading out, when all of a sudden...she walks in

PART 3 Coming soon...please don't copy and/or redistribute this poorly told story with its numerous grammatical errors...thats a douche bag move!

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Story Time Part 1

you know, instead of talking about how my week is or what's being going on in the life of [john] i think i'd much rather tell a story... im more in a "story telling mood" anyway.

its about a guy, and what story wouldnt be complete without a girl...now we need a timeframe, lets say...here and now...ok soo all we need is a place and some names! how about, the story takes place in north carolina and we'll call the boy jim and the girl Vicki. works? sure.

Now this story should be just like every other "boy-meets-girl" story out there -rite- boy meets girl, boy loses girl, sad sad sad, better better better, happy ending.. good? nahhh how about:

This is the story of Jim, Jim isnt like every1 else...sure he goes through all the same ankst and dilemma's that a normal teenage boy goes through.. but he's lost. Not Deep Space 9 lost, just "lost". From the world, from reality, from love, ...from himself... Now everyone at his age goes through a stage when realization hits and they dont know what comes next..thats lost.. but Jim seems to be worse. It seems like everyone else is paddling through the oceans of life in a row boat while Jim struggles to stay above water. Of course there are people that have it worse...starving children, abused individuals, and hoodrats.. but what did Jim know about them? just because he wasnt in that situation didnt mean his troubles were any less... pain is pain... as Jim would put it " when the hurt takes you to the point where you cant take being alive anymore, then it doesnt matter what caused it..ur pain is as serious as any other."

So there goes Jim, floating by life, letting the debris of livelihood drift past him no urge to pull anything in, embrace life, just getting older.. a vessel..watching the world pass... until one day.. he met Vicki, and from there on out... life no longer drifted pass Jim.

Part 2 coming soon! i gots to get some shitsss done

*Disclaimer- by choosing to read this, you agree to not reprint any of the following passages for personal gain and/or claim the property as an original work..dont be a douche

Prologue....sort of...

Im gonna be posting the story i was working on b4, i kinda ended up but its ok, here's the little lead up to the story:

Just Like Heaven

have you ever met some1 so amazing that you couldnt help but fall for them? and i mean the kind of falling where you don't even care where you land cause you know they'll be there no matter what. the kind that lasts forever but happens in the blink of an eye. I think i've found her..only problem is:

(lol n there's always a fucking catch dammit!)

i cant be with her, and i really mean I CANT BE WITH HER the reasons are probably endless, but mainly cause it'll complicate the hell out of things and by this i mean family-wise, our "group" wise, and because of promises and bonds that ive made. I wont get too into detail, but damm mann, if it were only as easy as saying "i love you, be with me.." but i guess it never is huh?

*********************SIDE NOTE************

i havent written in this shit at all! i keep forgetting! ive been soo busy! well actually, not really... n im suppose 2 be uploading videos dammit! lol of Franklin St after UNC won, of titus n nico's performance, n just other shit!! well ill probably get 2 all that eventually

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ok, on second thought, i think i mite tell her... i know itll never turn out rite, n i know itll probably be bad n shitt...but wateverr if anything i can always run off to the philippines n live on the beach lol godd dam i miss the philippines!

Eye Candy

Im Alive!

well, i decided to come back to this site, after my blog on friendster crashed for the gazillionth time, soo in the next few weeks ill be busy sorting thru my random friendster blogs n transferring them over here. what will i be transferring over u ask? my stories, and other assorted goodies i feel i need. In the mean time, look at the yummy pair of kicks i plan on getting! OMAR SALAZAR ZOOM SB!