So much on my mind. I don't know if thats a good or a bad thing. I've been missing home a lot recently. I don't know why really... I mean yeah I miss my mom, my brother, sister, family, nephew - hes my heart. I changed the background of my phone today to a picture of him. I miss that little bastard. And before you think its bad of my to call him a little bastard - its what I jokingly call him. Hes a bad ass when he wants to be but hes a smart kid. But its not so much the physical home, I can sleep where ever, I can be comfortable almost anywhere, things like that - its the people of course. I'm just gonna reminisce a little bit and talk about a few experiences with people I haven't seen or talked to in a while and a few people I talk to often...
Damn I wish everyone that reads this could know all my friends well. They're the best people in the world, they're always there for me and never let me fall. We all slip every once and a while but we're each other's crutches and always seem to help each other back up on our own two feet. I'm not saying theres never static but we always seem to bounce back and my friends are probably the easiest to bounce back with because they care so much. I've been through my fair share of shit, some I don't ever talk about because its that bad and other things I can joke about. I wish I could joke about all of them but its not that easy sometimes... But I feel lucky as hell to have so many who would do so much for me and I hope they, you know I'd do everything I could to help you out. Whats the point of being happy if you can't share it with those you love? Yeah thats right, there is no point. So now just sit back and read about a few exploits. Whether you laugh because its actually funny or because you're laughing at my dumbass, its on you.
I remember going to Mega Play with X and Wayne, we were a little "lifted".... if you don't know what that means then just ask me but we decided to play some laser tag. It sounded like the best idea in the world... the only bad thing was we spent most of the time trying to get into the damn inflatable space ship bouncy thing where you're suppose to play in instead of actually playing. The guy running it knew what was up, he had his fair share of laughs but then reset the clock once we finally got in. It was so damn fun in there, so dark... and I was just geeking from it all. The bad thing about falling in a bouncy thing when you weigh as much as I do is that you don't bounce back up you hit the damn floor. I never really noticed the bruises until the next day... But it was fun none the less.
I remember going back home this past summer for birthday. A bunch of people got together with me at applebees. Kristin and Mike D hooked me up with a poster of myself that is hanging in my living room at home haha. Tony and Stubbs had all you can eat something or another. It was nice. Alright this idea isn't going to work. Theres too much to write about with my friends. The times just sitting around talking with people, playing games down in Erin's basement until the early morning, talking to randy, chad, chris, brandon and spending a New Years down there, kicking it with L doing nothing but driving around talking and making her listen to my music haha. All the experiences with the more than just IU crew - they're awesome. But the point is all of you have been awesome...
Something I noticed with Ant today was the two growing trends in clothing: urban and vintage. The one thing I think is that the urban throwback obsession has definitely been the catalyst for the vintage thing going on. I also need to buy more things like I use to, meaning like more ... ahh I hate calling it ghetto or urban because its just the shit I like, don't categorize it but you get the idea. I don't know what separates me from the other people I grew up with, how people are more comfortable talking to me than some of my peers growing up. Don't say it isn't like that either, its cool - its the way things are but someone tell me what separates me? Thinking about that sometimes drives me crazy, I don't even know why. Whats so different about me? I mean shit I'm someone separate from everything. I've heard comments about how I'm the "nice mexican" and how I'm not scary... I don't know though.
Enough about that, I had a good weekend and found the perfect hat I have to buy sometime this week.... To make things even better Chappelle Show Season One comes out on DVD this Tuesday. This week I get to drown out some thoughts with a hat and some DVDs, thats pretty shitty huh? haha well if you want to make my week a little better than sign the GUESTBOOK!
Song of the Day: "I Ain't Mad At Cha" by 2Pac
"Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha"