Man-Card

Ever man should watch this. You are not a man unless you watch it. :]

Disclamier; Every man must watch this movie to receive man-card.

Problems. Problems. Problems.

This is life, isn't it?

Self Taught Enlightenment

Is it possible to gain self-taught enlightenment by the words of another?

No More Mister Nice Guy

Well, back home, there was two school districts; L***** Independent School District and United Independent School District. I used to go to LISD.

Well, LISD was an innocent little place, the only profanity I knew at that time was "damn" and well, yea I was innocent. I went to LISD all the way to about mid-7th grade before I had to relocate to UISD ending 7th beginning 8th.

Now, moving to a new school, no friends, no sense of how this school system works. I had no trouble standing out. Especially being so 'damn' innocent. It was known pretty quickly I didn't have an intensive sailor's tongue.

Which brings up the actually story. I remember I had this class, where their was a police officer of some sort come in and talk to us for a month or so. He'd show us the usual of reports, the evil ways of drugs and alcohol, and effects. But one the first day he came to speak, when he was leaving, he told us he liked humor, so that we should each write a joke for him for the next time he came.

Well, sure enough I was a good little pupil, doing my work, I started writing all these jokes in a extra spiral I had. So, every time he came around and (a lot) of people didn't have jokes, they went to me to get one or two. Well, he never called on me throughout the time he was there.

On his last day of speaking at our school, he told us he heard some great jokes and was very happy to speak at the school. He told us humor is a good trait in a person and that if you know someone who can get a laugh from someone without the expense of another, thats the kind of person you want to be around with.

His speech went on for another 15 mins before his ending remarks were... "Remember, humor is a great trait. But, your jokes have to be clean." When I got home, after my homework and such, I spent the remainder of the day looking over my spiral pages, making sure there were no stains so the jokes were clean...

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing

What are 'friends' for?

"Oh well, you're their problem now."

-Thanks.

Nerdy Nerd Nerd

This Must Be Just Like Living In Paradise

Every time my phone vibrates, the sensation of overwhelming pain and joy shooting up, flowing past my clothes, through my skin till it penetrates onto my heart causing it to awake, beating faster, and ache at the same time; knowing I had to tell you those words that cut so deeply.

My heart has been yours for over 3 years Ohio. Honestly, since I first started talking to you, I started to have feelings towards you. Only until we stopped talking did I truly realize how strong they were. Being apart from you... I fell for you. But when we started talking again... my love, love, grew for you with each passing day, each smile. Look at us now, completely in love with each other.

This is true love, I can never doubt my feelings for you. I don't hide behind a mask, I'd do anything for you. You are the one, the only, my Queen, my Princess, my Soul, my Heart... my one True Love.

The Soul Reason

You ever just wake up and think, "Is this worth it? Is this all really worth all the bullshit and suffering I'm going through?"

No. It's not. Countless upon countless of reasons not to put up with any of this. Reasons, if weighed, no Iron-Man could ever possibly lift. No one could carry the burdens of the world, the world itself can't carry its own. Yet, this enormous weight is upon my shoulders, buckling my back, weakening my knees; blood, sweet, and tears are flowing - a great river of the mixture. Nothing could be worth this much pain that one has to endure...

Until I found you. You, my sole reason to continue, to breathe, and slowly try to handle and balance the weight. Teaching me, loving me, to see it as something insignificant as opposed to our love. Showing me that no matter how tremendous it is... I can see to it to make it smaller, break into fragments off my shoulders so my arms are free to wrap around you. My knees able to bend again to lift you in my arms and spin you as that smile continues to open my eyes to the beauty around the world.

Only you can show me all those things. Only you will be the only one I'll ever need. Only you can show me the truest, purest of loves... You are the reason of my existence. The reason I stand, not in front of you, but by your side as your equal.

To The One I Call My Own

Falling Lower

3:00 p.m. I'm not happy unless I'm alone with you. I really can not stand my life anymore Ohio. I hate everyone and everything around me. The only time I feel any sense of peace is when I lock myself away from the world in complete darkness. Though that only lasts for so long before I begin to feel painfully alone until I hear from you. Honestly, I've thought of ending it all, one way or another. Dying is easy, living is hard. But I'm tired of "living" with you only being a thought or a voice behind a phone call. I don't care if its selfish of me. I need something physically tangible of an interaction to exist between us. I need to be able to hold you, kiss you, let you out of my arms only to realize how much that hurts and pull you back closer. I honestly don't know how much longer I can fake this smile or keep pretending I'm alright.

My body can't keep up anymore with the pains of work. My mind has left me a long time ago. Talking to you is holding the last bit of sanity that really keeps me alive. Between not having the girl of my dreams and the ignorant individuals that parody around me daily, I don't see how I'll ever fit into this demented world. How I captured your heart, I don't know. I'm just beyond ecstatic to know I'm madly in love with you and you are in love with me; me, someone who honestly doesn't deserve anyone's time of day...

The Small Moments In Life

You never responded to my messages as to why my last post made you really sad? I'm sorry that it saddened you. Babe, I never want to know or see you cry. I apologize but those are just thoughts I've had. I want to be completely honest with you. I always have and always will.

Is this love that I'm feeling,

Is this the love, that I've been searching for

Is this love, or am I dreaming

I do all this so I can get to be with you faster. Start our life together. Never leaving each others arms. You are my heaven, my paradise on this unholy soil.

4:30. I wish I was there right now, hearing your soft breaths as you sleep, the beautiful sound of your heart serenading me and warming my heart. Leaning in I'd kiss you softly as you stir. Then, as the night begins to disappear, your beautiful smile waking up the sun to shine upon us as we hold each other tight. Kissing your forehead then your nose, I'd tell you I love you, how beautiful you are, and how you mean the world to me; I'd kiss you softly back down till we are lying together basking in the morning sun, I'd know how lucky I am to have you in my life. Your heart beating its beautiful melody for me. My heart, belonging only to you. That is the morning I dream about. The morning I live for. To have those moments with you. For the rest of my... our life.

We Don't Have to Get Married... But I'm still In Love with You

The Bearer of Bad News, as always. Ohio, just because I talked to the manager that I wanted out doesn't mean I'll be able to. They still need to find someone to replace me before I can stop doing overnights; until then I have to continue. Sadly this damnation can continue for months before anyone might be willing to go through this.

Almost 2 a.m - 3 a.m. and you are awake messaging me. It is painful for me to know that even though I never wanted to hurt you, I am. I'm making you worry and stay up and it cuts through me slowly with a dull blade tipped with poison. I feel like poison who is just slowing going to eat at us both. It is already starting. I'm bringing you down and its hurting me to know that.

Hearing from you being up made me cry. God I miss you so much. This job keeps me from you. I can't stop crying. It hurts to leave you. If this paper were to make it to your hands, you'd see where the words are smudged and ran with my tears. Is it weak of me to cry? How can I not when I can't hold and kiss the woman of my dreams. the one and only. My beautiful wife. I hate these words, but forgive me for speaking these daggers that cut so deeply into you... Yet again I have to leave you. As I try to hold down my tears once more. My love, I'd be completely devastated if you left. I don't believe, honestly, I could live. Nothing would seem beautiful to me. Everything would be dead to me, just how my life was before your beautiful smile and true love entered my non-existing life.

My Last Moments with You

11:00 p.m.
Just saw a guy buy those animal silly rubber bands you told me about that you bought/wear. I got both happy and sad at the same time, my heart lightened my life yet brought the realization back. I should be home right now talking to you. Not here at work doing overnights. Sometimes I wish I got fired so I HAD to go back home and school...

5:50 a.m. Finally a break. Tonight/Morning has seriously dragged. Every time I looked up I hoped for those magical numbers 8:00, hell even 7:00, that's when the next person comes in. Sadly every single time I'd look up, only minutes would pass. If I was lucky, perhaps an hour. To think I have to continue this till the end of the month before I get a chance to even try and get my sleep pattern back. Will I last that long? I've already been close to having a breakdown in and out of work. How much more can I take? How long before my fake smile doesn't work? [Yesterday] Lynda asked me who I'm going to live with when the lease is over. That is funny because Danny already made it clear it'd be them and Lynda's brother in one apartment and Tony, Michelle, and I in another. I'm not entirely sure Lynda knows about Danny's intentions. Oh well. What I'd wish to be able to say I have a dorm already waiting for me at Kent State.

/sigh 3 mins before I have to go back to this hell. I love you Ohio. Only you. Forever and Always. Those are the last words I'd say if I only had those moments to live.

I'll Be Your King, and you... You will be my Queen

All that I'm after is a life full of laughter

As long as I'm laughin' with you

I'm thinkin' that all that still matters is love ever after

After the life we've been through

'Cause I know there's no life after you

You and I, right or wrong, there's no other one

After this time I spent alone

It's hard to believe that a man with sight could be so blind

Thinkin' 'bout the better times, must've been outta my mind

So I'm runnin' back to tell you

All that I'm after is a life full of laughter

Without you God knows what I'd do, yeah

All that I'm after is a life full of laughter

As long as I'm laughin' with you

I'm thinkin' 'bout all that still matters is love ever after

After the life we've been through, yeah

Know there's no life after you

How is it possible I could care for you or, in time, the kids? I can't even control my life right now. I have a nowhere job. No schooling. No positive habits. I'm 21 years old with nothing to show for my life. I can't help you or even my mum. She is back home struggling to stay on top of things. I'm here doing the same. How can I help her when I can't do anything except the same thing she is doing? I came here to go to school, I've only stepped in college once, and it wasn't even to register. I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of only working. I hate to spend the whole day sleeping only to get up and go to work. I need my life in control. I need to know I can take care of you, my mum, and the kids. I need to know that truth. I really do, Ohio.

5:15 a.m. Finally a break, only 3 more hours and 15 minutes till I get to tell you I love you and miss you again. I was fixing stock around the store when I walked by the Father's Day aisle. I got a bit teary eyed thinking about our family. I want to be theirs and your rock. The foundation. I want them to be able to rely on me when things get hard. Most of all I want them to never have the life I had. I don't want them to know that life. I want them to have a better life. I need to control this life for them and you. I can't give you a Castle, but please, be my Queen?

Its Cold Down In The Bottom

My dear. I hate this. They already made the schedule to the end of the month. I am overnight. I am beyond aggravated. The manager who controls the schedule is on vacation so I can't tell her to take me off overnights. As much as I enjoy the sense of peace and quiet that comes with working overnights, not being able to talk to you or my mum greatly outweighs its tranquility. This week that I had off, I tried as much to talk to you, but I felt hellish all week. Got headaches, body aches, sick most of the week. My mum had called me during the week, but I was either asleep or cranky/sick to talk with her. I know you mean well when you push me back to school...

Ohio, I know nothing about Literature or Writing. How can you think I'm good at something I don't fully understand? I know nothing about conjunctions, adjectives, adverbs, the difference between an action verb and a verb. How can I possibly become a journalist or get a degree in writing when I don't even know the basics. Forgive my pessimism, but I just can't see a way out of this hole I am continuous digging myself into. I will not blame others for the roadblocks I've set for myself. If you could live with me, would I really be selfish and let you? I honestly believe all I'd do is bring you down with me. I've spend countless sleepless hours lying in bed with that thought. I will not let myself sink you with me...

The Gods will Shed a Tear in Our Grace

Even though I couldn't see you, I could see how hurt you were when I told you I had to leave. It pained me to see that image. I know everything is hard, but I will try as hard as I can and as long as I have to to make sure you only have a smile on your face. I don't want a fake either, Ohio, you never have to hide anything from me. I want us to continue saying whats on our mind. Our love to be enveloped by truth and trust. I can't imagine ever lying to you, even a small white lie. You trust me so much, I know by the actions you've done.

Everything you've done sends so many messages to me. Your trust for me. Your dreams are my dreams. Your life is my life. I'll do anything for us. For you. Us. Our children. All of you mean everything to me. I can't wait to fulfill all my promises to you. Us traveling, rawring, living, enjoying all sorts of sights, taking beautiful pictures. We might need another closet solely for our pictures. Unless we get a dark room and keep them there. We might have to build our own home. A closet for your outfits, a gun room, dark room, possibly another closet where I'm sure you'll fill up with something. A living room, kitchen, den, dining room, our bedroom, guest rooms, the Boo's rooms...

5 a.m. Finally a chance to write to you. Forgive me for making you cry Ohio. You know I never want that. My dearest, if we were closer, I honestly would raise hell till I got the schedule I wanted or I'd find a new job where I'd get to spend time with you. I know I've told you countless times, but I can honestly say, I've never attempted to push you away. I've been completely honest with you the moment I meet you to when I told you I loved you up to now and forever. We were meant to be? Someone so beautiful as you who could put any Goddess to shame could love me. Why you don't believe me that you are beautiful baffles me. How you can't see the beauty I see, I don't know. But I'm going to try my hardest to make our wedding as pure as our love and try to get it even a hint of your beauty. It aches me to know that after a long tiresome day, you lie in bed shedding tears because of me.

I promise to forever be by your side in anything you do because that is the vow I take. To be your life partner, only yours. I found the one and only who has shown me the beauty of the world in her eyes and smiles. The sweetest of melodies in her voice and heartbeat. The realization that something so complicated as love exists between two people who love each other unconditionally.

Nothing But Love Between Us

3:30 a.m. Break Time. Half Time. Sleep Time. All sorts of things happening at different continuous, infinite space of time. Do we really understand the concept behind space and time? What if everyone perceives time differently, who's correct in the matter? How interesting I'm on my break, which happens to be about halfway through my shift and you are sleeping soundly. Again, would life be easier or harder for both or either of us if we were finally together.

As hard as it is right now for both of us. I truly believe if everything was the same, except us being closer, would be much harder. Would you really want to finally be able to see me for a a split second before I tell you I have to leave for work? Would or could I withstand telling you I have to leave your side? Could we really live with one of us rising up while the other finally gets to shut their eyes? If that was our life, I'd leave my job to be able to be with you. Even if I had to find something with less pay or benefits, it'd mean us being able to sleep and wake together.

That is the most important vision I have. Waking up to your slow, soft breaths. Wanting to kiss your lips so early morning. Never wanting to leave you. Falling in love all over again every single moment with you.

Good morning Ohio... I read your message. I pray you are okay... What would become of me if anything happened to you. If I am already doubtful of people and secluded to myself, what kind of human would I become if the one person I trust and love the most was lost to me? Would I even be human anymore or would I rock Hollywood's thoughts of the living dead? I wake up and fall asleep every time thinking of you. So many thoughts about you race through my mind, "is she okay? Did she sleep well? at all? Does she know how much I love her? Did she finish her work last night? I hope she eats breakfast. Has a good day today. Will I be able to talk to her today?"

God I miss talking to you, terribly. It breaks my heart, and slowly a piece of me is dying. I miss waking up hoping I could send you a kiss and message before you beat me to it. I miss you having to get off the computer, but still messaging me. Even though you could get in trouble. I miss dialing your number and hearing the sweetest melody in your voice when you answered. I just fell in love with you all over again thinking about those things. I wish I was home right now, hearing my favorite song till its slow beautiful rhythm sent me to a place I was safe with our arms wrapped around each other.

Inner Sinner

First overnight shift and even before going in I'm in a sour mood. I worked late last night. I should have slept in, but I didn't. I figured I'd wake up to be able to talk to you. That wasn't the case at all today. I understand you had your exam(s) and I'm proud of you for putting school first, but you knew I started overnight today. All day today I've gotten a handful of messages from you. Now, at the movies, you say you text, but I've gotten nothing. I send you close to 3 to 5 messages for your one response.I love that you are having fun with your friends and having a life. Maybe it's about time I cease bothering you and try to control mine.

Whether this overnight was a good idea, I don't know. I go in at 10p.m. Thats 11 your time. and I don't get out till 8:30. I would like to work simply in the morning so I'd have the afternoon and evening to spend with you, especially now with classes ending. But perhaps this is a good thing. You won't get tired of me as much and I'll learn to continue to cope without you.

Living states away from you is hard, but would living near each other make it easier? How much harder would it be to bare if you were hours, minutes, away but we'd have completely different lives. That pain seems to be exponential compared to how we are today. The pain I feel from your mum is insignificant right now, but I know it'd tear through me if I was closer. Knowing she doesn't like me, or want me near you. I shutter at the thought that if we were together, finally, you'd have to hide me from your family. Like a burden, hiding me from the gaze of your watchful mother. It seems like I'm a burden anywhere I might call home. I'd have to be hiding if I was with you. I'm out of place here, everyone here has someone or another. Back home, yes I'd have my mum, but would I be the same person I am right now? Can I swallow my pride and move back, or is my pride going to be my own undoing? Will I continue to move, changing this or that for a temporary relief till these feelings consume me completely, till it drives me to the verge of insanity; where I drink or smoke to escape reality for a few minutes.

Am I already heading down that path? Is it possible for you to redeem me from my current actions? I know I've become dependent of you emotionally. I can't focus without hearing from you. I don't know if it is bad, and if it is, how much of a threat is it?

"Anyone can be an island; you don't need a significant other to be happy."

I've lived all my life with that quote in my mind. I've shielded myself from all the relationships I've had, built a wall to block out anyone from getting too close. Why don't I have one for you? Why didn't I make one, why? So many unanswered questions tearing at my mind and emotions...

How long till a word is just... a word?

Dearest, forgive me for my actions earlier. I'm sorry. It's just now I hardly hear from you. You have school in the morning and your activities then I have to work at night when you are fast asleep. It is already taking its toll on me. I become agitated easily, lethargic, unbearable. I can't function without you. I miss you terribly, but I need you to put school first. If I can't go back, promise me you'll finish, please. I'd give anything to be in school right now. I need to go to Kent. But for how long would we be together before you go off to whatever school you desire. I wouldn't want you to stay because I was there. Especially if you had the opportunity to go to a school you really wanted to attend. Promise me nothing will stop you from finishing...

Its a new day already. It just hit Midnight and you are fast asleep. Ohio, I love that you want to talk, but I don't enjoy the thought of you losing sleep because of me. God, you mean the world to me. I simply can't live without you in my life. I was never really living until I meet you. Now, there is so much I want to live for, everything because I want to do so many things with you. So many promises I've made to you. I will keep each and every single one of them. I could and will never lie to you. I can't fathom the amount of pain I'd feel with the thought of ever hurting you. I never want to see you cry or ever be hurt again. I'd destroy anyone who would hurt you. Anyone who has.

Its The Little Things

The purpose of this letter has no significance other than the reiteration of what I've told you before. My feelings and thoughts. I can't, and won't, ever be tired of telling you what you mean to me. How strongly I feel towards you. The way I can have the worst of days possible and simply hearing from you, even for a moment makes everything disappear. I honestly don't recall the exact moment I feel madly in love with you, I do know that I still fall all over again and again every single day. I could never stop these feelings towards you. You truly are the one, my only one. I think the distance between us is the reason we feel so strongly towards each other.

Can you imagine the sheer magnitude of our feelings towards each other when we are in each others arms? The intensity will hold the world in that moment and rock the Heavens. It will show them what true love looks and feels likes; the angels will shed tears of grace upon us. We can dance in them till the moonlit guides us away and towards a sunrise the world has never witnessed. Whether you believe me when I tell you how beautiful you are, how you are my angel; it's the truth. You are beautiful, my angel, my princess, my queen, my life, my everything, my one, my only one, my true love.

Individuals spend eternity looking for that special someone. I am ready to spend that lifetime with you, in your arms. Never leaving them or your lips.

Power To The People

To Whom This May Concern:

This world isn't what it used to be. Not that it ever was, but now it's nowhere near to the possibly potential it could've been. You all see what I see. Many of you feel what I feel. Few of you understand and think as I do. Of all the people in the world, how many will do something about it? How many will be willing to risk it all for the rest of society, only to be cast out, spat on, to have them turn their backs on you; especially when you need them the most?

The handful who have indeed something to fight against the corruption and malice of this world have been labeled "out cast". Their names murdered by the pompous elitist buying and playing their pawns in the media, court systems; living in a world of sheep, owned by pigs, ruled by wolves, what could you expect from anyone but to comply and become a pawn in hope that perhaps you'll be able to get ahead. For your sake, your family's, you do what they say as they cripple you, drain the life out of your soul until you're left to rot beneath ground while they move on to your next family member.

You call them "terrorists", you shun them because they refuse to be part of the problem. You betray them when they risk it for a better tomorrow.  I refuse to stand-by as you belittle them. Cast your judgment upon them, because your too much of a coward to see this world's injustice and problems. Whether I believe their actions were right or wrong isn't in question. It's the encryption of their motives. Is this truly why they did this? Or is this what I want to believe they did these actions? Are they really your own thoughts, or have you been influenced by someone else?

You may me call me unpatriotic, communist, terrorist, a threat to the American way. Threat I am, because I refuse to feed the machine. A threat to the American people, I am not. To mankind, I find that hard to believe. A threat to corporate America who sends their sons and daughters to fight and die for profit, you can bet your ass I am. This new-age revolution has started. You'll try to destroy this rebellion before it builds its power. Realize this, you have taken it all from us, what does a man fear when they have nothing to lose?

Don't fret Big Brother. This is your own doing. You've pushed the masses once too many long enough. Count your profits (however short they may be). Now count how many pissed off sons and daughters and fathers and mothers who have their sights on you. And a thirst for Venegence like no other.

Past Due.

Wow, its been about a month since I've last posted a blog (not that many might read; more for my own viewings later into the year).

First off, its 5:15 a.m. in the morning. I tend to be a light or heavy sleeper depening on what transpired though the day. Now, this morning, early morning, I woke up at 5:30 since I couldn't seem to wonder why my phone wouldn't turn on.

After I ripped all the pieces apart and but them back together, I plugged it into the computer. APPARENTLY it was uncharged (silly me). I remember leaving it plugged all day the day before and when I was texting last night, I had a full battery life. Oh well, at least it works and I'll simply charge it today before work.

Well, yesterday I was alone, everyone had to work. Not that big of a deal. But... the day before coming home from work. Amazing. I got surprised by Lynday, Danny, Tony, and Brittany <3

Oh! Its Feb. 11th. Congratulations Erika. Happy Birthday Dory. I love you and miss you.

Is This Love? - Whitesnake

I should have known better
Than to let you go alone
It's times like these
I can't make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
An' I can't wait to see you again

I find I spend my rime
Waiting on your call
How can I tell you, babe
My back's against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me it's alright
Cos I don't think I can take anymore

Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really go a hold on me
A hold on me

I can't stop the feeling
I've been this way before
But, with you I've found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day
An' I can't wait too see you again
So I can hold you in my arms


Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming
This must be love
Cos it's really got a hold on me
A hold on me

Is this love that I'm feeling
Is this the love that I've been searching for

Waypoint Coming At You

Day 5:

So, today was my day off. Of course I didn't have to deal with society so I'm not sure if it's considered cheating or so, but I rather enjoyed it. Didn't get to work out, but did get to finish Tekken 6 Campaign Mode. Needless to say, it took me about 5 hours (I kinda wanted to see EVERY single cut-screen). It was a pretty fun game, different from the rest of the Tekken series. Not just an arcade mode, though would be nice if the Scenario Mode had 2P Mode. Would've been nice. But who am I to complain? It was a fun game :D

Day 6:

Back to work for me. Work in about 30 or so mins. So, it should be fun, I'm upstairs so again, no direct contact with people in general. Just me by my lonesome self. Question is, am I on next weeks schedule due to the fact that I'm on probation and all. I mean, if I had calls from other places I applied, I wouldn't have mind so much, even though I wouldn't want to leave that place in bad marks, but they have treated me like crap far too long. You can't claim you care about your employees one way then schedule them to the point of exhaustion. It contradicts yourself. Oh well, I'm sure most if not all places will in some way or another treat employees like that.

So it begins...

Day 3:
A few nicks. Nothing major to make me completely lose my temper. Though, I have the sudden feeling I'm not fully welcomed by many at work anymore. No names mentioned, but I'm not really greeted by those who used to anymore. I wonder... Oh well, to each their own I suppose. Other than that, I got sent home early again, about an hour early. Not for bad behavior, it was just slow. But either way, cut in my hours. Another wonder, yup; getting canned sometime soon. *sigh* blah.

Day 4:
Nothing new. I was a whore today. First, well, last night I traded my mid-day shift to open instead. Then today at 9 I opened my part and co-worker wants to switch because her throat is sore and she can't talk to customers. So I opened HER part also only to work in the part I was first suppose to. 'Tis fun opening two parts, and yet according to my General Manager, I'm unreliable. He made a funny.

Other than that, decided to try something new this year. Every week I'm asking for suggestions from co-workers, friends, anyone to try something new. [Nothing out of the ordinary or what you wouldn't do, please]. It's split into 3 categories:

Literature:
Food:
Music:

This (fun) part will be posted on my other blog: The Red and The Black.

New Year. Lets give it a shot.

Since its the New Year. I decided to try to give society a second chance and work on my rage issues towards them. No this isn't my New Year's resolution. Just, I know people don't want to be around those who are always upset or what not. So here it is, my [so far difficult] attempt to cope with people's "not so smart attributes".

Day 1:

Work was a bust. I got sent home for using a Courtesy Cup [we hand them to customers]. So, manager sees me with one in my hand and since I made NO attempt to throw it away, I got written up. They also added that I was disrespectful the other day. I only voiced my opinion that managers where being hypocrites towards some of the policies and it was always easier for an employee to get written up, because no matter what, a managers word will always be right over and employees'.

Day 2:

Work was blah. I didn't get sent home; I behaved... whatever. As always I was last to be closed down. Managers wouldn't even look at me, though they would when I wasn't doing anything. Not because I didn't want to, but because there were 6 of us back there. Everyone had something to do because they are afraid of a getting written up for standing around. So I stayed on the register. Apparently that isn't enough. I've done more than enough over that past year where I've had to carry someone else's slack. I'm not going to be a lazy person, but I'm not going to fully go out of my way to impress these people. 3 of the managers have been employees that I've worked with before. Yet, they treat us just like the rest of the managers, like we are just pawns.

Day 3. Let's see what happens today.