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[Oct. 10th, 2006|08:55 am] |
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uw back in the top 25? hey now. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2006|12:37 pm] |
Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate the people who love us. We miss out on so many beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to be enslaved by our own selfish concerns.
Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with the man you love but with the man who loves you more. The best lovers are those capable of loving from a distance far enough to allow the person to grow but never too far to feel the love within your being.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but is also setting yourself free from all the bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your heart. Do not let the bitterness take away your strength and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with wisdom in bearing it.
You may find peace in loving someone from a distance not expecting something in return. But be careful, for this can sustain life but can never give enough room for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past, but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today.
There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and beautiful and we just find ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves.
You don't have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving.
Don't let your heart run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.
If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that the tears wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past has left with you.
Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime.
There are two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
--Albert Einstein |
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[Aug. 2nd, 2006|12:39 pm] |
The clouds are a big change of pace from constant 90 degree weather. I can definitely feel the effects. The weekend was dope. Friday: Got off work. Then, an afternoon hustle to grab Brycee a present and get ready for the night. Had dinner with the homie over a bottle of pinot noir. Took a quick trip to Barnes and Noble to learn about our signs and then it was off to the after party. Brycee was on a good one when I got there. The environment was reminiscent of the great Ravenna parties of the past. Wine and hard-a aren't a good mix. I was stuck in the back yard when that shit hit me. Instead of stumblin' through the house to get to my room, I took a shortcut and hopped the fence to my front door and went straight to my room. I dunno how I avoided breaking my neck. I think I strained my hamstring though. Saturday was a day long hang-over--the kind when you have the munchies all the time. Set up for Tupada then off to Jai Thai. That place on a Saturday night is a no-go from now on. 10$ pad thai is straight up ridiculous. Tupada was crackin'...in my opinion, our most successful one yet. got home at 6...ate...then it was slut out till the next morning. Called in sick on Monday. Just couldn't do it. Ate Todai with the fams. Nap time. Then ballin' with the fams. It was good to have them here for the weekend. They all grown up and the young ones are starting to kick it. I'm not thinking much of it...they all smarter than me when I was their age. I so proud! I can't wait till they're all done with college and we're all kickin' it again. I'll be 30...fawk. The house is empty again...Harry's moved out and it'll just be the three. The rain and clouds are on the way and things are bout to slow down a bit. So its good that I'm planting seeds now...
Sometimes I just gotta straight up tell myself that I'm tired and separate the physical from the mental. |
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[Jul. 20th, 2006|11:14 pm] |
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i'm back home and it feels real good...yakima is a weird city...it turns to a ghost town at 7pm. i worked it though...i think i made a good impression. i'm done with week 2...'got 4 more to go. then its off to vegas to visit the brother...i miss that guy. life's healthy...i can't complain. doing things in moderation, however thinking about the possibilities is always nice. i realized that we western washingtonians only have a handful of weekends to enjoy the sun. sleeping in on a saturday isn't an option. hiking, camping, and mountain biking is mos def in the near future...so is cooking her dinner...oh whaaaaaa! |
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[Jun. 30th, 2006|12:15 am] |
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it doesn't really hit me until it hits home...i love you bro. the sound of change is silent. i think the "do" would be a good look for you but personally i enjoy your long hair. you're exactly what i thought you would be. limitations keep me from intimacy and its running me in circles. but typically i would think that one line of thinking dominates over the other, otherwise you would just run yourself coo coo being a cynic and romanticizing over the best possible scenario all the time. the tragedy and beauty of being a gemini. ha. simplicity provides a fine line between elegance and plainess. i'm down. july is gonna be a crazy month. 4 weeks straight working onsite. vegas/bay to follow. then the slopes will be a month or two away. |
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[Jun. 29th, 2006|11:58 pm] |
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it doesn't really hit me until it hits home...i love you bro. the sound of change is silent. i think the "do" would be a good look for you but personally i enjoy your long hair. you're exactly what i thought you would be. limitations keep me from intimacy and its running me in circles. but typically i would think that one line of thinking dominates over the other, otherwise you would just run yourself coo coo being a cynic and romanticizing over the best possible scenario all the time the tragedy and beauty of being a gemini. ha. simplicity provides a fine line between elegance and plainess. i'm down. july is gonna be a crazy month. 4 weeks straight working onsite. vegas/bay to follow. then the slopes will be a month or two away. |
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[May. 31st, 2006|10:52 am] |
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tragedy and tragedy
get used to being...
all good. aged a quarter century.
sex is over rated. making love is the shit.
the effects of death is still distant.
even when it happens in my back yard.
never seen a dead body before.
and she's the closest person that's ever died.
r. i. p. ate silvi.
'cept maybe nick woods.
r. i. p. nick.
can't complain, but things can always be better.
pickin' and choosin' my poison.
i like making things.
weekend projects make life seem longer.
days are long these days.
life is a constant process of refinement.
or growing up.
some people just need to grow up.
take time to organize your life.
details aren't overlooked as often.
i ain't trying to sound like...
but ... just inspired me.
i gotta conscience
and i don't wanna pee on a dwarf.
1st world lifestyle desensitizes us to the paranormal.
in the philippines ghosts walk the streets.
gotta quit slippin'.
life is a constant process of refinement. |
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[Apr. 21st, 2006|10:38 am] |
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great week. signed da lease. advancement. easter. prime rib. marley. up'ed the pace. dinner. signed da sublease. joey's. our waitress. 4/20. good stuff. music hits harder when you're on a good one. bobby valentino was the soundtrack of the week. "she's probably wondered the same thing..." you think? marley comes back this weekend. yay. |
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[Apr. 12th, 2006|10:41 am] |
congratulations arnold and iraine. love you guys. that guy has had his shit straight ever since i met him. 'inspires me make the most of myself professionally and be a person of integrity. he's the first out of my immediate circle of friends to do the damn thang...i'd be lieing if i said it didn't put a lil bit of pressure on me. sa'll good. i've been eating healthier the last couple weeks. its not that bad. i feel real good after a meal. last night i ate some pizza hut and 'didn't taste the same...almost tasted gross. 'slike smoking a yos after a week or so of layin' off. pepperoni looks kinna gross when looked at up close. i need new pillows or something. i seem to be able to fall asleep anywhere except my bed. actually my bed has historically been an uncomfortable place. 'always been a place that harnesses my anxiety. its a mind over matter thing. the sun makes downtown crackin'...its the second day in a row i've seen an unexpected familiar face. she used to go to my high school and was going out with a sucka at the time. saw a ring on her finger but saved the inquiry for another day. downtown, however needs more public common dining areas. then it'd be odegaard all over again. ha! found mp3 clips of jin the mc on freestyle fridays. dood got talent. we may never know if his rhymes are pre-written, but some of that stuff must come off the top the dome. regardless, he had raw battle instinct and knew how to throw shots depending on what was thrown at him. he dominated. the dood that had anything to decent chance got tore up with, in my opinion's jin's best 60 seconds on the show.
2nd week: jin vs sterling
(notorious big - one more chance)
you wanna say i'm chinese son? here's a reminda
check your tims they probably say "made in china"
don't make me get on this tip and straight kill ya
his name is sterling cause all he rocks is silver
dude, you, stop followin trends
your girl must love alcohol cause she be swallowin' jin
yo imma bout to flip the script when it's comin' to it
ay yo you see me spittin on the block you runnin to it
this is 106 and park, i'm a hard act to follow
you a amateur, you go to the apollo
cause i'm freestyling know when i'm done
son, you ain't a baller tell the audience the truth
i saw him breakdancing for spare change on 40-deuce |
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[Apr. 11th, 2006|10:04 am] |
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fasa conference was dope. we ended up 2 hours off schedule, but drank made time fly. we all funny-ass mofos. i appreciate that stuff. actives rocked it. good to see bryce doing his thang. 'hella proud already. LTAs are good folk. its good to catch up with folks. i don't remember 25% of the conversations but impressions are lasting. i hope the best for all ya'll. harry never ceases to impress me. thank you kuya jo for steppin' in the name of love. the mc was a knucklehead and voltaire is funny. biscuit cafe in the hollywood district is the hit. fluffy country fried steak and a mountain of corn beef hash. the gravy was a trip...its applied not poured and can be peeled off if you use too much. you can also roll it in a ball and bounce it off the wall or flatten it out, fold it over, and make fart noises. that stuff is floatin' around in your stomach. sleven is a good movie. lucy lui berry nize. jeez crize. good to see her in a more friendly role. i'm still hangin' on to shiz that i thought i'd let go by now. the equation is a myth. my adaptability is takin' its toll. 'gotta think twice when i tell myself to be down cause talk will always be cheap. and respect is often overlooked. the new pad is gonna crack. my manager from urban got promoted and she's moving to denver. she offered to rent out her house to me and the brothers. 2 level, 3 bed, 23rd and Jackson, clean outside, phat-ass deck, and fenced back yard for marley, 5 mins to downtown. with gas prices getting way passed ridiculous a short bus ride or long walk will be real nice. holla. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2006|09:36 am] |
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i'm looking forward to the weekend even though nothing's been planned yet. i'm looking forward to a lot of things. looking forward to drinks with homies. catching up. planning for the summer. ballin'. runnin' greenlake. saturday nights in the summer. happy hour at joey's which is pretty much every hour at joeys. marley in the new pad. school. my truck. her. gameday decisions to safeco. golf. football. fishing and camping. sgonna be crackin'. even though the ball isn't rollin' yet, i know that i'm over that hump and the road ahead is gonna be down hill for a second. apple juice and bread is better than coffee. i'll keep that in mind. grand opening of URBAL ESSENCE @ toi...this friday. i think a lot parts of my body is broken. the pain subsides for a minute but is easily aggravated by running, slight twisting and her scent from my pillow. the new pad is gonna be crackin'. just in time for the summer. the captain needs to come back for one more run and do his thang. for the good times. i'm turning 26. jeez cryz. me and my homegirl from back in the day said we'd get married if neither us had anybody by the time i turned 26. she's married and with a kid. my how time has passed. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2006|10:46 pm] |
its always been bout the homies and the good times.
alpizzle, roo-kie, oochie and the captains.
the new language was born in hot box 201 and 207
as signs of affection.
not to be cute.
we was partyin' cause it was 1999.
around that time they was bout 12.
its always been bout the homies and the good times. |
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[Mar. 28th, 2006|10:39 pm] |
its always been bout the homies and the good times.
alpizzle, roo-kie, oochie and the captains.
the new language was born in hot box 201 and 207
as signs of affection.
not to be cute.
we was partyin' cause it was 1999.
its always been bout the homies and the good times. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2006|02:25 pm] |
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my lack of sleep is affecting my mental health. something's missing. i'm making an effort to keep addictions/habits in check, but the effort hasn't been the most honest. wednesday is not the day of the week to go out anymore. can't wait to hit the slopes again. |
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[Mar. 7th, 2006|09:49 am] |
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family guy always washes the monday blues away. i was traveling all week for an onsite investigation. 'took hella energy out of me. had two scotches and a stella's after work on friday and passed the fuck out. heard tabella's was crackin'. i miss vito's. stay tuned for resmedia's new look. worked saturday. sick of urban but i ain't sick of the scenary there. chose war room over element that night. any place is crackin' with a couple of drinks in ya. always been a fan of good music. you can catch me groovin' with a smile on my face, most likely near a cute breezy hoping to catch a soul clap and groove together. it's all smiles and body rolls. gotta stop drinkin' that scotch at the cleezy though...'get's me fucked up but is game over once i hit the bed. missed a lot of important text messages 'cause of it. sunday hit the slopes with willyum. team atomic alibi vs. burton custom. i always ride better after lunch. sprained my wrist and elbow i think. a month and a half of boarding and i'm proud of my progress. just gotta commit. wish some folks would use that same strategy in other aspects of life. commitment will always be a fantasy. the hopeless romantic struggles to keep afloat thinking he's in deep waters...but if he just stands up he'll realize he's in the shallow end and walk out. |
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[Mar. 6th, 2006|07:58 am] |
Board: Atomic Alibi 149
Boots: Burton Hail, Size 9.5
Bindings: Burton Mission
Stance: Regular
Stance Width: 19 inches
Stance Angles: Front 15, Back -3 |
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[Mar. 2nd, 2006|08:59 am] |
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You know what I really wanna know?
Where do all the good girls go...
What clubs they hang in? |
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[Feb. 27th, 2006|01:42 pm] |
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monday's suck, but life is good. ride the ebb and flow with confidence and the wave will only rise higher. that girl is spoiled. don't ever lose your swagger. boarding is my new addiction. its worse than drugs. 30-40 bucks a pop and damage to the body is indefinite. 3 plus bills to get you a starter set of needles. but good times with folks, a solid escape from reality, and the feeling of accomplishment at the end of the day is priceless. my new board is filthy. it smells like a porno video store in the office. not that i know...i heard they smell like this. |
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