It has been awhile since I have posted, and through the constant harassment of SurrelExchange, I will write my long overdue post.  So, a lot of amazing things have happened in the past week or so.  First of all, I final tabled my first tournament for the summer cashing for $850.  And that is not all!  I also final tabled two more tournaments, which completely nullifies all the debt that I have obtained in the past couple of months and also leaving some nice pocket money for myself!  So moral of the story is, never give up.  Even when the times look the bleakest, something pretty good could happen.  You just have to do your best all the time!

Here is my first short blurb.  I hope you guys like it.

One day, while a young boy was watching mindless superficial drivel on television, he contracted a dreadfully annoying itch.  At first, he ignored it.  He continued attending elementary school, playing with his friends on weekends, and all the normal occurrences that happen at the age where you have insignificant worries.  Unfortunately, as he grew older, the itch became stronger.  In middle school, he no longer would “hang out” after school.  Instead he would have to attend therapy with other children with the same problem.  When high school started, it eventually completely took over his social life.  Not only did therapy take over his weekends, but the only people who interacted with were other children with the same condition.  Instead of talking about the nuances of life, he would only discuss and think only about his itch.  After college, the disease completely engulfed his life.  Instead of it being an annoyance, he has now embraced his itch.  In fact, he is obsessed with his itch.  At this time, even the social interactions with the other patients have been cut to a minimum.  The only people who he would talk too are the people who could help this itch.  More time has passed and now he has abandoned everybody.  He has come to the conclusion that nobody can help him.  Fuck the cream.  Fuck what everybody has said.  It is time for him to scratch this itch.  Day after day goes by and he would continue scratching his itch.  Harder.  Scratch.  Faster. Scratch.  Without noticing or caring, his scratching has started to make him bleed.  Faster and faster.  Blood dripped.  Harder and harder.  The blood continues to flow down his leg like a river of despair.  His family is telling him to stop.  He continues.  Oh my god, you can see bone now!  Everybody is worried.  Stop.  Stop!  Why won’t you stop the scratching!  Why won’t you stop!  The itch never fucking stops.  Why won’t it go away.  Why can’t he stop?  Then he finally scratched his last scratch.  There was nothing left.    Absolutely nothing.  Only an itch satisfied by death.

In this story, the “itch” was a metaphor for success.  How success can never really be satisfied.  We have a continuous obsession to get to that other level whether it be a better position at work, better GPA, better athletic ability.  Yet, when does it get too far?  When you want that success so much, you tend to give up things that are essential to ones life.  You give up friends and family, and everything that life is actually made of.  Instead you become overworked, and when you finally realize it, its too late.  Maybe I am just being a hater from not achieving that success.  Yet, I know that I still yearn for it, and I will still drive towards.  But, hopefully, I can promise myself that I won’t compromise my life due to it.

It is 4:13 AM and I am working on finding references in reports about conflict minerals.  I think its the best time to write a blog post.  Thus, if you know me I really enjoy electronic music.  No, not the David Guetta bullshit blasting on the radios (yes its so damn catchy though and I hate myself for liking it even for a guilty pleasure.  I really enjoy old Tiesto, Above and Beyond, Sander Van Doorn, etc.  I also appreciate electro-house type stuff thats been getting released recently.  Yet, electronic music is being commercialized just as what has happened to rap.  For example, Lil Jon was at EDC.  What the fuck.  Also, I do not want to be labeled as an elitist (because I am not nor will have the music knowledge to become one), but having a horrible mainstream rapper at a place where its predominantly electronic music, means something is happening.  Even elitists can admit thats a problem.  People may argue that I should enjoy the fact that electronic music is becoming mainstream so more of it will be released.  Even though I agree with that statement, the quality of the music will be increasingly impaired.  Even though it was hard to find music before, it will be equally hard due to the constant sifting through dirt and rocks of shitty electronic music to find the true gems.  Yet like a burning house, I can only watch as the music producers pour more fuel onto the remnants of my loved genre of music.

El oh el…life…

After many broken tables, broken mouses and broken dreams, I think its finally time to walk away from poker.  As some of you may know, poker is me.  I was never good at it, but I constantly tried through the grinds.  Yet, I cannot anymore.  I realized that I will never be Pano nor Secr.  I just do not have the mental nor emotional capacity to excel.  So when the summer ends, that part of my life will too.  I have a lot of things that I can potentially do.  I have law school, stocks/equities, and other business ventures that I can potentially find.  People might say that I am giving up too easily, and they are probably right.  Some battle in life are worth taking, this is not it for me.  So, for now during the summer, I am going to give it my all.  I will grind it out everyday knowing that at the end of these two months, it will be no more.  And, amazingly enough, knowing this has never left me in such a state of ease.

P.S: What other hobbies do you guys recommend?

The short story called “An Itch” will be coming shortly.

Every year, I feel as if I have the same goals, yet never are they fulfilled.  Empty hopes and dreams I always tell myself and always fall severely short.  This summer will be different.  Each week I will update this blog with my life regime.  My goals are:

[ ] budget money wisely

[ ] be more fit

[ ] better at basketball

[ ] make money

[ ] be super pro at the LSATs

Each week will chronicle my progress, and yes PROGRESS not lack therof.  This summer will be EPIC.

Just only recently we got close benysigloo even though I still remember the awesome Mrs. Kelly days.  And for sure we will continue to have crazy adventures.  And when I heard the magnitude of your plight, a part of me died.  I couldn’t grasp the idea that such an awesome, talented, smart, kind-hearted soul is experiencing what you are.  Like SurrealExchange, I am speechless.  All I can say is, I will be there to help you out anytime.  That is a promise.  No questions asked, if I can help you I will.  And I always keep my promises.

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