oh this reminds me of home. i never went to enough of these.
if i were not upon the stage..
Stacy tagged me to do this. Because I respect and like Stacy, I will do this. I'm glad her tag did not end with a "have ten people do this or you will come down with a fatal disease. or fall in love." [Both are the same in my book]
Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things or habits or little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!
No I never got along with life.
does anyone know where to get dwight howard's slam dunk sticker? that was the best dunk of the night. i'm going get that sticker and stick it to the net.


very well put. stop thinking i'm weird.

Do you think she owes you an explanation for everything? Like you deserve it? Cling onto what you can accomplish for your dear life.

it's what tears me apart the most. it makes me want to sell out so bad so it would ease all criticism. it really does make you feel like a nut. i need to go back to LA so i know what it's like to be superficial again.

Girlfriend in a coma
It's an interesting video on Yahoo! Sports. This whole week has been full of people coming out of the closet in my life.
cling on to ____ for your dear life. whether it's joy, faith, truth, or change. in case of some emergencies, let it override your emotions, thoughts, and ambitions. but you always need a copilot if you do that. always. you can never go through this alone and you never should.
i seriously work at a fun house. with a keg on every floor. and white russian wednesdays. at 3pm. i also have coworkers try to knock things off my desk with plastic axes.
and here i have a chance to play naive.
the bears defense must feel so bad for not being able to bail rex out of this one. like they didn't do their job right.
So I was listening to some Ivy tonight and it brought me back memories of being in high school and having no idea what I was doing with my life haha. And it made me think of a girl I liked. They sing in French and I don't understand them. Whenever I listen to any Cartel, Jack's Mannequin, frickin Jay Chou, or "My Humps", it makes me think of different parts of Hong Kong. Whenever I listen to Number One Fan or old old school My Chemical Romance I think of Washington, DC and feeling even more lost with my direction in life.
The irony of the Super Bowl is when you go to it, you miss the Super Bowl. It's a television event. When you go, it's awesome no doubt. But when you return to work the next Monday, you have lost all context around the water cooler. And it's not one of those "oooh, don't tell me what happened -- I taped it." It's over -- you are out of the loop. A cultural milepost slept through...