how is this fair?
it's not.
i have to learn to live with it.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
[ GOAT ]
he looked at me and said
"there's no i in team"
i looked back at him and said
"you're right. there isn't. there's an i in win"
"stop looking for the next michael jordan. you ain't gonna find him"
"there's no i in team"
i looked back at him and said
"you're right. there isn't. there's an i in win"
"stop looking for the next michael jordan. you ain't gonna find him"
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
[ weather forecast ]
one last thing before i go.
made a comment yesterday about how i'm feeling.
"like the sky outside - grey, gloomy, and a chance for showers at anytime"
i thought it was clever. so how am i feeling now?
"like the sky outside - pitch dark, waiting for the sun to rise up, but in the end, anticipating for nightfall again"
eh? eh? i think it's pretty good.
fuck i'm such a sad sack of shit. cheer up terry. please? i would really like that to happen. make life so much easier for yourself and everyone around you. yeah. cheer up you selfish bastard.
and i take my bow for the night.
i think anyway.
made a comment yesterday about how i'm feeling.
"like the sky outside - grey, gloomy, and a chance for showers at anytime"
i thought it was clever. so how am i feeling now?
"like the sky outside - pitch dark, waiting for the sun to rise up, but in the end, anticipating for nightfall again"
eh? eh? i think it's pretty good.
fuck i'm such a sad sack of shit. cheer up terry. please? i would really like that to happen. make life so much easier for yourself and everyone around you. yeah. cheer up you selfish bastard.
and i take my bow for the night.
i think anyway.
[ gradient ]
just looked back at posts from 2008, even 2009.
they were so much more cheerful, so much more carefree back then.
what happened terry?
...
hiro nakamura, please go back to the past and bring it to the future. it's a much smaller task than yknow, saving the cheerleader and saving the world.
...
i'm making heroes references again to my own life. perhaps it's time for me to go to bed.
they were so much more cheerful, so much more carefree back then.
what happened terry?
...
hiro nakamura, please go back to the past and bring it to the future. it's a much smaller task than yknow, saving the cheerleader and saving the world.
...
i'm making heroes references again to my own life. perhaps it's time for me to go to bed.
[ crest fallen ]
i may actually have had one of the most unfortunate day of my life (so far)
- wake up 15 minutes past my alarm - my fault
- get caught completely unprepared for the weather for a sitewalk of a 30 story building - granted that was my own fault again
- get back to the office and probably redo the same schedule 5 times because of little discrepancies
- receive some messages that didn't bring the best of news
- learn that my best friend may be doing something that i would frown upon anytime else, but struggle to turn against him and convince myself that he's much better than his actions say he is (and i still stand by that)
- see her after work only to get yelled at after making a small suggestion
- slip and fall in a puddle of mud only after scoring an own goal in a friendly soccer game, completely making a fool of myself
- caught pantsless (literally) as we pull out of the soccer field area all the while passing by parents of the soccer team
- get lectured on how i'm cheap and how i'm an asshole, 3 hours after being told i'm the greatest
- witness a complete turn of emotions half an hour after talking about how birth control fucks with hormones and turns girls bipolar (the common definition of the word)
just not a good day. oh. it's 2 in the morning. work is at 8 tomorrow. best thing is, i'm wide fucking awake.
really? give me a fucking break.
and i'm sorry to all those people who have had worst days than what i just reiterated. what i went through today wasalmost certainly not even remotely close to what some people go through everyday. guess that's another indication of how spoiled, immature, and ignorant i am huh?
maybe it's just another series of unfortunate events for a day. here's to hoping tomorrow is any better, if that's any consolation at all.
i want to write a happy post in this blog. i really, truly, honestly do. but seriously, i don't feel a need a vent or rant whenever something good happens to me. because when that happens, i like to keep it inside, where it's safe, where it can be kept forever. these shitty days, posts, whatever have you, i feel a need to get it out. i feel a need to get it out because it brings me down when i keep it inside. i guess it just makes me feel better typing it all out, and saying it all out in my head. because i guess it makes me feel like somebody's listening.
the irony in all of this is that i'm really just talking to a fucking keyboard.
peace.
- wake up 15 minutes past my alarm - my fault
- get caught completely unprepared for the weather for a sitewalk of a 30 story building - granted that was my own fault again
- get back to the office and probably redo the same schedule 5 times because of little discrepancies
- receive some messages that didn't bring the best of news
- learn that my best friend may be doing something that i would frown upon anytime else, but struggle to turn against him and convince myself that he's much better than his actions say he is (and i still stand by that)
- see her after work only to get yelled at after making a small suggestion
- slip and fall in a puddle of mud only after scoring an own goal in a friendly soccer game, completely making a fool of myself
- caught pantsless (literally) as we pull out of the soccer field area all the while passing by parents of the soccer team
- get lectured on how i'm cheap and how i'm an asshole, 3 hours after being told i'm the greatest
- witness a complete turn of emotions half an hour after talking about how birth control fucks with hormones and turns girls bipolar (the common definition of the word)
just not a good day. oh. it's 2 in the morning. work is at 8 tomorrow. best thing is, i'm wide fucking awake.
really? give me a fucking break.
and i'm sorry to all those people who have had worst days than what i just reiterated. what i went through today was
maybe it's just another series of unfortunate events for a day. here's to hoping tomorrow is any better, if that's any consolation at all.
i want to write a happy post in this blog. i really, truly, honestly do. but seriously, i don't feel a need a vent or rant whenever something good happens to me. because when that happens, i like to keep it inside, where it's safe, where it can be kept forever. these shitty days, posts, whatever have you, i feel a need to get it out. i feel a need to get it out because it brings me down when i keep it inside. i guess it just makes me feel better typing it all out, and saying it all out in my head. because i guess it makes me feel like somebody's listening.
the irony in all of this is that i'm really just talking to a fucking keyboard.
peace.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
[ fml ]
49 months. exact.
more on this later. maybe when i'm a little bit more taped up, bandaged, and repaired.
but more or less
just fuck my life.
nothing ever goes right. never have an easy moment. never can i be in good standing with everybody. never can i have love without having hate.
hope your life is happier than mine.
more on this later. maybe when i'm a little bit more taped up, bandaged, and repaired.
but more or less
just fuck my life.
nothing ever goes right. never have an easy moment. never can i be in good standing with everybody. never can i have love without having hate.
hope your life is happier than mine.
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