Keep your head up, Japan

Before I start a rant on anything, let’s keep continuing to keep up our support for Japan, and send them our prayers. What’s going on in Japan right now is some scary shit. I’ve been watching a lot of news lately, and it’s nice to see that there are people out there that are walking away smiling. Honestly, through this scary-ass ordeal, they’re able to step into the sun smiling, thankful they’re alive. Keep your head up, Japan. We’re praying for you.

Now, on to more critical topics. If you’ve been watching the news lately, you’ll have seen a number of trending topics depicting whether United States’ nuclear power plants can withstand an earthquake of similar nature to Japan’s. And the reasoning that the US has been producing, is pure utter bull shit. Japan was far more prepared than what we are now, and there’s nothing they could have done to prevent the catastrophic impact that’s occurred. Now, people have to stop being so ignorant and get their heads out of their asses. I feel like this is mother nature’s way of saying, humans are not kings.

ALEX’S ZUNE IS MISSING!!!!

ALRIGHT GUYS, MY ZUNE IS MISSING

NAME: Zune_on_a_Moon

Date Purchased: September 15th, 2009

Date Missing: February 7th, 2011

Unique Characteristics: A dent where the zune jumped in front of a bullet to prevent it from hitting my femoral artery. Actually, I have no idea where or how that dent came to be, but it’s there!

 

Okay, but honestly, I really miss it. And since a zune app has finally been released for Apple Computers, my life would have gotten 100x’s easier. But it seems as if fate has something against me, and the second this amazing app comes out, my life enters a stage of shambles, where my zune just happens to disappear on me. This has got to be the worst timing in the world. (Yeah, all monster hyperboles, but there’s truth in what I say) Anyways, try to keep a look out for me! Thanks, everyone!

It looks like that. (courtesy of Amazon)

Friends

So lately, I’ve been noticing a lot of people referring back to high school to recount a story or something. I’ve realized it’s been quite a while since I’ve been in high school. And for some reason, people including myself always brings back stories from high school. “When I was in high school, I was super close friends with them…” this or ‘When I was in High school, we used to do…” that. Well, it’s been almost 4 years since we’ve been in high school, and a lot of things have changed dramatically — maybe for the better, maybe for the worse, but you’ve got to admit, the people you know now aren’t exactly the same as the people as you once knew — and that’s not a bad thing.

Now to the point in my story. I hear a lot of people say, Oh, I’m just hanging out with some high school friends. Well, to me, it’s not really like that. To me, the people I hang out with, are my friends. Yeah, I’ve been their friends since high school. But, they are my friends. Maybe if I were to run into somebody that I haven’t seen since high school, yeah, then they’d be a friend from high school. But for now, I don’t want to say that this is a friend from college, and that is a friend from high school. All of these people that I spend my time with are my friends. And not only that, but some of the best people I know and probably will ever meet.

 

herp. derp. derp.

Inspirations

For all you pessimists, and “it’s me against the world” types out there, realize how lucky you guys truly are. Yeah, we go through hard times, and yeah, everyone has their own problems. But honestly, we can help improve ourselves and the world just by having a more positive outlook on life. I was reading an interview on Joe Rogan earlier, and an interviewer asked, “is it awesome being you? And what makes you who you are?” And instead of just paraphrasing what he had to say with my crappy writing abilities, I’ll just include the entire excerpt for you. Enjoy!

“I’m an incredibly fortunate person. I appreciate it each and every day, and spend a good deal of time concentrating on enjoying my good fortune as much as possible, and putting out as much positive energy as possible. I’m not exactly sure what this life is all about, but when I think correctly and focus my energy correctly it’s incredibly satisfying. I’m just lucky as fuck. One of the things I really appreciate is that people enjoy the things I do. I think that’s one of the main keys to happiness; doing something that makes other people happy. We’re all connected in some strange way that we can’t really understand, and can’t quite put our finger on, but for me at least it all starts to tune in when other people get enjoyment out of the things I’ve done. Again, it sounds like more hippy bullshit, but the things that have made me really happy are what I’ve done to make other people happy.

That’s also why bombing feels so bad, and why having a dispute with someone you love sucks so much. We are in this realm to put out as much positive energy as possible; in the form of your chosen work, in the form of your friendships and your family, in the form of the things you say and the words you write. The more I can inspire, the more I can provide enjoyment, the more I feel it back.

So, yeah. It’s awesome. It’s supposed to be awesome for all of us, we just have to get our connections right.”

From the Ashes

From the ashes I have returned as an immoral asshole speaking deep thoughts that I would never condone (i.e. release) on my other blog.  So in a way, this will be my Yang to my Yin, where for this I can entertain the masses, while the other inform, motivate, and all that bullshit they feed you in a motivational forum.  So, currently what takes up a majority of my time is the soul sucking applications for law school.  The constant revisions of my ineptitude to create a decent personal statement amuses me due to my obvious narcissistic tendencies.  Essentially I am perplexed on how I cannot seem write about myself.  Yet, thats a whole other issue that I need to resolve by myself instead of divulging to the masses (or at most five people) that read this blog.  Yet, I have a more dire situation that hopefully someone can give me an articulate answer.  The question being:

“Can you die from eating too much Chick-fil-a?”

Now you think that this is all a sarcastic joke, yet I earnestly want the answer to this.  After my first indulging of this delicacy, I was instantly hooked.  For the past four days now I have been eating (without fail) a spicy Chick-fil-a sandwich with BBQ sauce and their godly criss-cut fries.  Why with this obsession?  Well, other than that it being completely obvious whoever has tried Chick-fil-a, there are three reasons why I wholly support this place.

1) They prepare food FUCKING fast.  Right after I order, I barely have time to text message that I am in heaven (ironically Chick-fil-a is a Christian run institution), when I receive my food.

2) Their variety of sauces and endless supply is intoxicating.  Like any Asian, I hoard shit.  A lot of shit.  So, seeing that there are at least 6 different fucking sauces available for my taking, my Asian-ness takes a whole new form.  I am putting three sauces of each (who knows maybe I will have a sudden craving to eat their Polynesian sauces, whatever the fuck that tastes like).  And who knows, maybe there will be a sudden crisis, where someone forgot to get their godly BBQ sauce, when lo and behold, I am their savior (yup, that was another pun).

3) Most importantly, their lemonade is godly (man I should stop).  I have tasted a lot of lemonade from a variety of fast food places, but this place takes it, hands down.  Even if its made from concentrate, I do not give a fuck.  Their lemonade tastes fresh.  Not Tropicana Fresh, but more like lemonade street hustler stand lemonade.

I think I will continue my routine of the Spicy Delux sandwich each day until (God forbid) that I get tired of it or it kills me from being too damn fucking good.