Life is whack attack — awesome, but there’s just too much unnecessary drama. G’night.
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Tied for the Title
Since Luckykat came up to me, and went, “hey, I’m owning you in posts right now,” I had to get my fingers back into action (hah, get it? since, I have to start typing again? yeah? Haha). Well, it is about time that I got off my lazy butt and started posting again.
The thing is, I have been writing, and I’ve written more than I have ever written on this blog. A lot of this said writing is rambled onto notes that I’m supposed to be taking during class, random pieces of paper lying around, or maybe just scribbled into my brain somewhere. I’ve been trying to compile all of these writings together, but I wouldn’t want to separate my notes or start keeping crumpled pieces of trash, you know? That would just be a little bit ridiculous. So instead, I came to the conclusion of purchasing myself a pocket-sized moleskin where I could jumble all of my thoughts, my sketchings, and just clever puns or really whatever that comes into my mind.

But the sad thing is, I “purchased” this little booklet from Amazon 3 weeks ago, but to my dismay, it hasn’t even shipped yet – -EVEN with my Amazon prime (2 day shipping) privileges, I’ve been left hanging, waiting for this little nifty booklet to ship out. The problem isn’t that it’s not shipping. It’s that this booklet has some kind of… chemical or something? that needs to be prioritized and checked out accordingly before a shipment of any kind is made. So until then, I will be writing on little scrap-lets of paper, and if chance be willing, I’ll be posting on Grinding for the Dream. Here’s to the story of our lives!
A Quick Quirk

Hello friends and readers all around the world! I haven’t said much since my birthday. Actually, I just threw in a quick post prior to my birthday, so there wasn’t an actual post on my birthday. But that being said, my birthday was quite a success. I love everyone that came out, threw me a birthday wish, or even though of me. Thank you everyone — much love to yah!
Anyways, I just wanted to throw out some random thoughts, especially since I’m currently procrastinating on a paper that I’m supposed to be writing. Haha, whoops. But yeah, I’ll be back maybe later this evening or tomorrow. There has been a lot on mind that I’ve been wanting to write about. This is a wonderful and exciting time in my life right now, and I want to document it before it fades away and just turns into a distant memory.
Blasted Birthdays

Well, my birthday’s coming up — the big two one. As we all know, the 21st birthday of any kid growing up in America is supposed to be quite the event in someone’s life — it’s a milestone that officially qualifies you into finally transitioning into an adult. With this achievement, there would be no more restrictions on life, and I’d now be legally capable of doing virtually anything. But to me, this whole twenty first birthday is just like any other ordinary birthday with the exception of a little bit more excessive drinking involved, but other than that, that’s about it.
I’ve never been that much of a birthday guy. Birthday’s don’t mean as much to me as they do to other people. I’ve stated countless times of what I’ve wanted for my birthday, and it’s this — good company and good times. I never wanted anyone to stress over items and things to get for me. All I really want is for the people I love to enjoy this special time with me. I don’t know whether this is so much of a rant or maybe a confession, maybe a little bit of both.
Buzzin’ little Bees!

So this will be my first buzzed post, and all I’ve got to say at the moment is that I’m pretty effing buzzed. AHAH, well, i had this epiphany about writing this whole inspiring post about this and that, but in reality, I really don’t have much to say — maybe I haven’t had enough to drink yet, or maybe I’ve just drank a little too much, but I guess we’ll never know.
Oh to explain about how this whole night occurred, or why I’m sitting here is because while I was playing beer pong, my teammate, ANDREW FRICKING LIU, pulled a major nooby move. Since he didn’t finish his drink, he was just standing there nonchalantly with his drink in his hand. And this is where I say that Brian Jude Devela is pretty clutch. Instead of aiming for a cup on the table, he sinks the cup that Andrew was holding — WHAT A BITCH, RIGHT?!?!? Anyways, time for a rematch. LET’s GET THIS GOING!
Drowned of Drinks

As most of you know, I stopped drinking alcohol early in February due to the reason that I wanted to shed a new light on life. I wanted to lead a healthier lifestyle and on the lamer side, I kind of just wanted to — (how do i say this?) — salvage my drinking virginity? HAHA. I dunno. Well, my goal was to stop drinking until the day I turned 21. Err.. well, at least within a day or twos range of it.
I lasted until last night — I gave into self-destruction, and I drank until my hearts content.
And! for what it’s worth, I congratulate myself! I lasted from February 8 to July 21st. I might not be able to feel the full enjoyment of accomplishing my goal, but I’m actually quite content with myself for having lasted this long. A good 5 and a half months? To me, that’s quite the accomplishment! And to look at it another way, I won’t be missing out on anyone’s birthday’s anymore. I’ll be able to celebrate birthday shots with the great company of my friends. Though that sounds immature, I’m pretty glad that I’ll be able to drink with them. I’m young, and I should be enjoying life as much as I can. And if that means damaging my liver in the process? Then let it be — let the good times roll.
(Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not an alcoholic, and I certainly don’t plan to be one. But it definitely is nice to enjoy activities with the people I love.)
Relationshits
Most of you know that I’ve never been the ladies man — nor have I really been the expert at relationships. I never had a girlfriend in high school, and it wasn’t until my second year of college that I finally developed an actual ongoing relationship that’s surprisingly lasted until this very day. We’re going for one year and almost seven months now, and it’s quite the feat for me. I’ve never maintained anything for that long in my life, except my laziness.
It’s actually really hard for me to find a girl that I like, or for any matter, a girl to like me. For one, I’m picky as shit, so to just find a girl that fits my criteria, she has to be something special, and two, if she does fit my criteria, she’s likely out of my league. Simple as that. I came into this post with the intention of raging on and on about the fights I’ve been having with my girlfriend, to complain about this or that. But in retrospect, it’s not worth it. I should follow my own advice and look at the good things in life — to be optimistic about situations, and to savor what I have instead of bitching and whining about the things that I don’t.
So girlfriend, this one’s for you. I love you. And as much as we quarrel over insignificant things, we’ll always overcome it. We are just that damn gangster.
“The night is always darkest just before the dawn.”
MAN-ception Crush

So, I have a mancrush on Jospeh Gordon Levitt. Not only was he able to shoot an amazing film and have numerous amounts of intimate scenes with Zooey Deschanel (one of the loves of my life), but he also played quite the time/gravity defying maestro in the Christopher Nolan masterpiece, INCEPTION. Many have yet to see the film, so I’m not gonna critique it or anything — well, maybe just a little bit. 😉

And whatever preference anyone has about the movie, it is all solely based upon opinion. Nolan directed this movie in the aspect to leave open-ended questions and to have people think for themselves. Truly, there is no right or wrong answer. If you’re left thinking for yourself in the end, then the movie did its job. But if you end up arguing about who’s right or who’s wrong, then you haven’t learned anything through life, and you’re just disrespecting others’ imaginations and perceptions. So to anyone who has a strong opinion to the movie, just chill — enjoy this masterpiece for what it is.
New Radicals
As we all strive towards the unknown, every one of us is one step closer to our future destinies. Though we have no idea what we’re heading towards, it’s the idea of the uncharted that keeps some of us going. Like I stated in an earlier post, I really have no idea what I’m going to do for the rest of my life. But I do want to be recognized for something. I keep believing and trusting in the terms of “You get what you give.” But it’s as if the people who get the most, don’t give anything. Think of all the big shots that have gotten to where they are now. They’re selfish, self-loathing pricks. If that’s what it’s going to take to make it in this world, then I personally don’t believe that this life is worth the hundred and ten percent that some of us are giving.
(okay, scratch that — this was an anger post that I was ranting about some time ago. I was pretty angry for some reason, and this is definitely not my ongoing attitude of life.)
I do like to believe, that “I get what I give.” It’s my own way of dealing with karma and my destiny as a human being. It’s also my own interpretation to never give up and to keep pursuing for your dreams — to shoot for the moon. Well, this is an old post that I never really got to finish, and I kind of forgot the point of it; but in a nutshell, let’s all just listen to New Radicals – You Get What You Give.
Growing Old

I might be too young to say anything about growing old, but it’s ridiculous how fast time is coming along. I’m entering my 4th year of college right now. I have to start thinking about what I’m going to be doing in less than a year. My life as I know it will change dramatically. I’ll be out in the world (hopefully), making the money, grinding, maybe start saving for a house. How ridiculous is that, right? I’m only a month away from being 21, and the real world is less than a year away. Questions of how I’m going to make a living, questions of whether I’ll be able to make it on my own. Forget any of that, even the question of whether I’ll get a job with my low gpa, and lack of internships. There’s nothing differentiating me from the rest of society. Bah, I dunno. We’ll see. I’m going to cut this post short. Growing Old Pt. 2 coming soon!