'You gotta stop lookin at the wackness in life. Me, I look at the dopeness'
If there ever were words to live by for me, it'd be those (or something along those lines). Not only because its from one of my favorite movies, but also because of the message behind it I guess.
On my last post I was pretty heated to say the least. Now, I guess I calmed down.....waay down. Yea, I'm still pretty pissed that I can't enjoy using the internet from the comforts of my little rented out basement room but in hindsight, I downloaded the shit outta that bitch when I had it...ahaha. Something along the lines of 14 movies and 8 full albums. No wonder her internet bills were soo high..ahaha. And as I'm continuing with the theme of looking at the dopeness in situations rather than the wackness, I turn to a comment from my dear friend, and one of the few ppl who actually read my blog (LOL!) Ms. Carmela Not-Exposing-Her-Last-Name. (WHAT UP CARMELA?!) She basically said at least I'm getting exercise from walking 15 minutes to and from the library almost everyday. And at the current rate that I eat (gorilla-like) I need all the exercise I can get.
In other news, tomorrow is the start of the weekend (yay!) and I have a half day at work (double yay!) Not really planning anything much, prolly just the usual. And if you know me, you know what the usual is...ahaha.
Thats it for now, BE EASY! I'm out like the swine flu. PEACE
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Soo cheesed I'm fromaged
*DISCLAIMER: I USE BITCH ALOT IN THIS BLOG BUT, IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM, HATE WOMEN. IN FACT I LOVE AND RESPECT EVERY WOMAN. I LIVE WITH 4 OF THE BEST ONES AT HOME (IN MISSISSAUGA AT LEAST) AND LOVE THEM TO DEATH. HOWEVER, WHEN YOU GET PUSHED PAST A CERTAIN POINT, YOU DESCRIBE EM HOW THEY REALLY ARE
'house full of bitches like tila tequila'
Who ever thought weezy's lines will describe my life in Barrie so perfectly. At first it was all well and good, even if my landlady does remind me of Debbie Mathers (Eminem's mom) with the drinking, smoking, blond hair and all around hideous-ness. But now, shit just dropped to a whole new level. But really, weezy's line couldn't be more accurate to describe my 'home life' in Barrie.
For one, the mom is an alcoholic chain smoker who has no job and does nothing but drinks her shitty Laker light (GOTTA CUT BACK ON THE VITAL EXPENSES!). She is also ignorant, hard to talk to and naieve as shit. Ex. 1: She knows JACK SHIT about computers and tried to tell me about plugging the modem in and shit? Damn, no wonder your husband left you.
Bitch number 2 or 'bitch to be' in definately her daughter. Holay, she's going into grade 1 or 2, could barely spell her name (its 4 letters long btw) and is giving ppl attitude? The apple doesnt fall far from the tree... She not only has that spoiled, only child attitude that some only children have, she also acts like shes better than you. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that she'll be a hugeeeee bitch when she hits her teenage years considering her home life (her dad that left her and her mom is a crackhead looking motherfucker too)
Finally, the third and smallest bitch of all is their dog. At time's like this I wish I had Michael Vick on speed dial...This is easily the most annoying dog I've ever come across in my life. You open the dog, she barks. You walk upstairs, she barks. Hell, if you take a shit, she'll follow you till you close the dog and start barking from there. I'm pretty cool with dogs, but whenever I see this one, I wish I'm part of the Bad Newz Kennels. (google that)
but now, my new beef:
The past week I've been pissed that my internet was talking forever. I thought I had spyware or sumtin. Turns out my landlady changed the internet plan on me without telling me beforehand. Classy. She called Rogers and they apparently told her she has only a really small amount of internet left and she's gonna save it FOR HERSELF. I offered to pay the amount I go over the limit in straight cash. 'NOPE, NOT GONNA DO IT!' .....talk about considering every option thoroughly.....I made like 2 friends in Barrie (and they're the ones that cut my hair) but none that I talk to on a regular basis like most of my friends, so the only way I converse with ppl I like is through MSN, facebook, and my blog. But now, all that shit is gone seeing as how my internet has left the house the in same way my landlady's husband left: fast and silently. I also need the internet for other important stuff such as watching movies, downloading music and the occasional assignment for school/PD2. Not to sound all nerdy and shit, but the internet is basically like my life in Barrie...lol. So, to adjust to this, I'm walking 15 minutes to the public library to connect to the internet. GREAAAAAAAAAAAT!
In other not-so-pissed off news, a big congrats to Roy Halladay of the Blue Jays and Tim Lincecum of the San Fransico Giants. Those two are easily my two favorite pitchers in baseball (maybe favorite players at that) and deserve to get the start. Halladay had all the compliments about his game written about him so I won't get into that aside from sayin good job hommie. Tim Lincecum, on the other hand, is downright NASTY. Most fans dont know of him seeing as how he pitches in the other side of the states and for a shitty team. But his numbers, and Cy Young award, dont lie. Besides, TIM LINCECUM IS PART FILIPINO! Granted, the dude looks like Tom Higgenson, the front man for the plain white T's aka the poor dude who made a song about some hot chick and didnt get her.
Top pic: Tim Lincecum, San Fransisco Giants pitcher, part Filipino and nasty stuff
Bottom pic: Tom Higgenson, Plain White T's front man, borderline emo, really loves Delilah
Well, I'm outtie like my internet. Link me up on the celly or facebook or sumtin.....only during the hours of 8:30am til 9:00pm mondays to thursdays and 7:00pm on fridays (the library hours). For now, stay up and God Bless!
'house full of bitches like tila tequila'
Who ever thought weezy's lines will describe my life in Barrie so perfectly. At first it was all well and good, even if my landlady does remind me of Debbie Mathers (Eminem's mom) with the drinking, smoking, blond hair and all around hideous-ness. But now, shit just dropped to a whole new level. But really, weezy's line couldn't be more accurate to describe my 'home life' in Barrie.
For one, the mom is an alcoholic chain smoker who has no job and does nothing but drinks her shitty Laker light (GOTTA CUT BACK ON THE VITAL EXPENSES!). She is also ignorant, hard to talk to and naieve as shit. Ex. 1: She knows JACK SHIT about computers and tried to tell me about plugging the modem in and shit? Damn, no wonder your husband left you.
Bitch number 2 or 'bitch to be' in definately her daughter. Holay, she's going into grade 1 or 2, could barely spell her name (its 4 letters long btw) and is giving ppl attitude? The apple doesnt fall far from the tree... She not only has that spoiled, only child attitude that some only children have, she also acts like shes better than you. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that she'll be a hugeeeee bitch when she hits her teenage years considering her home life (her dad that left her and her mom is a crackhead looking motherfucker too)
Finally, the third and smallest bitch of all is their dog. At time's like this I wish I had Michael Vick on speed dial...This is easily the most annoying dog I've ever come across in my life. You open the dog, she barks. You walk upstairs, she barks. Hell, if you take a shit, she'll follow you till you close the dog and start barking from there. I'm pretty cool with dogs, but whenever I see this one, I wish I'm part of the Bad Newz Kennels. (google that)
but now, my new beef:
The past week I've been pissed that my internet was talking forever. I thought I had spyware or sumtin. Turns out my landlady changed the internet plan on me without telling me beforehand. Classy. She called Rogers and they apparently told her she has only a really small amount of internet left and she's gonna save it FOR HERSELF. I offered to pay the amount I go over the limit in straight cash. 'NOPE, NOT GONNA DO IT!' .....talk about considering every option thoroughly.....I made like 2 friends in Barrie (and they're the ones that cut my hair) but none that I talk to on a regular basis like most of my friends, so the only way I converse with ppl I like is through MSN, facebook, and my blog. But now, all that shit is gone seeing as how my internet has left the house the in same way my landlady's husband left: fast and silently. I also need the internet for other important stuff such as watching movies, downloading music and the occasional assignment for school/PD2. Not to sound all nerdy and shit, but the internet is basically like my life in Barrie...lol. So, to adjust to this, I'm walking 15 minutes to the public library to connect to the internet. GREAAAAAAAAAAAT!
In other not-so-pissed off news, a big congrats to Roy Halladay of the Blue Jays and Tim Lincecum of the San Fransico Giants. Those two are easily my two favorite pitchers in baseball (maybe favorite players at that) and deserve to get the start. Halladay had all the compliments about his game written about him so I won't get into that aside from sayin good job hommie. Tim Lincecum, on the other hand, is downright NASTY. Most fans dont know of him seeing as how he pitches in the other side of the states and for a shitty team. But his numbers, and Cy Young award, dont lie. Besides, TIM LINCECUM IS PART FILIPINO! Granted, the dude looks like Tom Higgenson, the front man for the plain white T's aka the poor dude who made a song about some hot chick and didnt get her.
Top pic: Tim Lincecum, San Fransisco Giants pitcher, part Filipino and nasty stuff
Bottom pic: Tom Higgenson, Plain White T's front man, borderline emo, really loves Delilah
Well, I'm outtie like my internet. Link me up on the celly or facebook or sumtin.....only during the hours of 8:30am til 9:00pm mondays to thursdays and 7:00pm on fridays (the library hours). For now, stay up and God Bless!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Stress and a half.......ironman
The past few days have been pretty crazy to say the least. First, my internet is super slow. Not slow like the fat kid with asthma in your gym class that can't do a lap without dying. More like taking 10 minutes to download a 1 minute movie from youtube. It was quite annoying to say the least. But whatever, that's basically the least of my worries.
I'm more concerned with getting a damn co-op job next term. That's too gay on its own so I wont even think about it.
I've been wanting to write about my dad's half ironman race this past weekend but due to the internet being homo, I wasn't able to. (I was contemplating about writing a post at work but that apparently can get you fired and the most 'rebelious' thing i do at work is sleeping on the clinical beds, you know, the ones you see when you visit the doctor). Anyways, if you don't know what an ironman race is, you can look it up or just click --->
Here are a couple things I noticed while at the race:
1) Theres basically no animosity between the competitors. Everyone is so cheerful and polite to eachother, which is totally understandable seeing as how finishing the race is a feat on its own.
2) There are no black people, okay, maybe one token. Coming from a guy that played football and track for most of his life, this lack of pigment is quite a shock.
3) Age ain't nothing but a number. I saw a handful of old people racing in the same half ironman race with my dad. Old meaning their grandkids are cheering them on, and/or their head is filled with white hair.
The highlight of my day, aside from seeing my dad finish the race (BIG UPS DADDY!) is seeing an old grandma finish the race. Imagine an elderly lady that looks like Mrs. Claus swimming for 1.9 km, biking for another 90 km and running for another 21.1 km. In the words of Mr. West: AMAZING
Btw, my dad isn't doing this just cuz he wants to get in shape and is pretty much crazy, he's also doing this to raise money for kids with cancer and a scolarship for poor kids in the philippines. If you wanna help out, come over and talk to my dad or just comment.
In other news, The Wackness is making a hard run at Friday Night Lights for my favorite movie of all time. The soundtrack is dope, theres ENOUGH chronic in the movie and the main girl is pretty hot. Only thing is, its a movie about New York City in the 90's yet, aside from seeing Method Man with a horrible Jamaican accent, there are NO BLACK OR SPANISH PPL. Aside from that, this movie is pretty much bangin'.
Well, its time for me to go watch the Toronto Blue Jays lose another game. I'm out like BJ Ryan and Method Man with his Jamaican accent. Be easy!
I'm more concerned with getting a damn co-op job next term. That's too gay on its own so I wont even think about it.
I've been wanting to write about my dad's half ironman race this past weekend but due to the internet being homo, I wasn't able to. (I was contemplating about writing a post at work but that apparently can get you fired and the most 'rebelious' thing i do at work is sleeping on the clinical beds, you know, the ones you see when you visit the doctor). Anyways, if you don't know what an ironman race is, you can look it up or just click --->
Here are a couple things I noticed while at the race:
1) Theres basically no animosity between the competitors. Everyone is so cheerful and polite to eachother, which is totally understandable seeing as how finishing the race is a feat on its own.
2) There are no black people, okay, maybe one token. Coming from a guy that played football and track for most of his life, this lack of pigment is quite a shock.
3) Age ain't nothing but a number. I saw a handful of old people racing in the same half ironman race with my dad. Old meaning their grandkids are cheering them on, and/or their head is filled with white hair.
The highlight of my day, aside from seeing my dad finish the race (BIG UPS DADDY!) is seeing an old grandma finish the race. Imagine an elderly lady that looks like Mrs. Claus swimming for 1.9 km, biking for another 90 km and running for another 21.1 km. In the words of Mr. West: AMAZING
Btw, my dad isn't doing this just cuz he wants to get in shape and is pretty much crazy, he's also doing this to raise money for kids with cancer and a scolarship for poor kids in the philippines. If you wanna help out, come over and talk to my dad or just comment.
In other news, The Wackness is making a hard run at Friday Night Lights for my favorite movie of all time. The soundtrack is dope, theres ENOUGH chronic in the movie and the main girl is pretty hot. Only thing is, its a movie about New York City in the 90's yet, aside from seeing Method Man with a horrible Jamaican accent, there are NO BLACK OR SPANISH PPL. Aside from that, this movie is pretty much bangin'.
Well, its time for me to go watch the Toronto Blue Jays lose another game. I'm out like BJ Ryan and Method Man with his Jamaican accent. Be easy!
Monday, July 6, 2009
What a weekend.......
So it's been quite a hectic last couple of days....took the day off on friday to recover from pac's birthday/harvest collabo with carl then peterborough for pops' half ironman triathlon for the weekend (more on that on the next blog)
'WHO COMES TO A PARTY WITH A MCDONALD'S BAG WITH 2 COLT 45s?! ONLY YOU BEN.....'
'COLT 45?! DAMN BEN, YOU ARE TOO BLACK...'
'TIME TO GO HIT UP THE SHED.....'
Those were but some of the most common quotes I heard on Thursday night and it was quite the good time. I apologize if you said hi to me and I didnt say hi back or I just ignored you altogether.....my mind was in another country space. Basically, there was a windmill, a tulip, enough bud to stop the deforestation of the rainforests and enough roaches to make those living in the projects jealous. Think of Harlem mixed with the Netherlands mixed with Amsterdam........in the middle of St joes.
To top it off, Denny's at 1am with the cuzz, dsed AND borzilla?! Too much jokes were dropped at that table.....too bad I dont remember the majority of them. Time to go to the grocery store to grab some food.
I'm out like Steve McNair (R.I.P)
'WHO COMES TO A PARTY WITH A MCDONALD'S BAG WITH 2 COLT 45s?! ONLY YOU BEN.....'
'COLT 45?! DAMN BEN, YOU ARE TOO BLACK...'
'TIME TO GO HIT UP THE SHED.....'
Those were but some of the most common quotes I heard on Thursday night and it was quite the good time. I apologize if you said hi to me and I didnt say hi back or I just ignored you altogether.....my mind was in
To top it off, Denny's at 1am with the cuzz, dsed AND borzilla?! Too much jokes were dropped at that table.....too bad I dont remember the majority of them. Time to go to the grocery store to grab some food.
I'm out like Steve McNair (R.I.P)
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
TOOK A LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SAID WHATS UP
So every1 i know whos blogging usually start their posts with some lyrics from a song *cough* carmela and derek *cough* so here I go
'HOPPED UP OUT MY BED
TURNED MY SWAG ON
TOOK A LOOK IN THE MIRROR
SAID WUTS UP'
Even though I'm not a soulja boy fan, I must admit, this song is quite catchy and I'd consider it a really good 'theme song' for my life. Makes no sense being emo with your life and wallowing in the shitty aspects. I'd be lying to you if I said I dont look in the mirror everyday and say whats up, because I really do....ahaha. It gets me in the right mindset to live the day to the fullest. And if you know how I did/about my pregame routines during football season, I've been standing in front of the mirror (shirtless and all sexy, no doubt....ahaha) turning my swag on before soulja boy was performing this at the BET awards.
And those who know me, know that I'm obsessed with sports. It'd come as a slight surprise that I havent talked much about sports in the previous blog posts, but that's because I'd be opening a new can of worms since I can talk about almost any sport with anyone for days. DAYS.
o yea, this is going to be me in a couple years:
I guess that's it for now. Time for me to dig into my breakfast sausages and rice. I'm out like waiting 3 hours for a meal at mandarin
'HOPPED UP OUT MY BED
TURNED MY SWAG ON
TOOK A LOOK IN THE MIRROR
SAID WUTS UP'
Even though I'm not a soulja boy fan, I must admit, this song is quite catchy and I'd consider it a really good 'theme song' for my life. Makes no sense being emo with your life and wallowing in the shitty aspects. I'd be lying to you if I said I dont look in the mirror everyday and say whats up, because I really do....ahaha. It gets me in the right mindset to live the day to the fullest. And if you know how I did/about my pregame routines during football season, I've been standing in front of the mirror (shirtless and all sexy, no doubt....ahaha) turning my swag on before soulja boy was performing this at the BET awards.
And those who know me, know that I'm obsessed with sports. It'd come as a slight surprise that I havent talked much about sports in the previous blog posts, but that's because I'd be opening a new can of worms since I can talk about almost any sport with anyone for days. DAYS.
o yea, this is going to be me in a couple years:
I guess that's it for now. Time for me to dig into my breakfast sausages and rice. I'm out like waiting 3 hours for a meal at mandarin
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Dairy Queen is LEGIT
Finally grabbed some DQ.....first time I had this since i was 9? 10? holaaay. 2 cheeseburgers, 2 crispy chicken wraps, regular fries and a medium coke. is it wrong for me to cry?
oh yea, also got a haircut today aka saw all 5 guys in Barrie.
on a side note, a big FUCK YOU! to the douche bag driving that shitty red honda that ran over the puddle near the curb near the edge of the side walk. you know, like the shit you see in the movies? yea, i was next level cheesed.....i was FROMAGED. but meh, no need to let some guy living off minimum wage ruin my day.....time to go dig into this sexxxxxxy meal.
oh yea, also got a haircut today aka saw all 5 guys in Barrie.
on a side note, a big FUCK YOU! to the douche bag driving that shitty red honda that ran over the puddle near the curb near the edge of the side walk. you know, like the shit you see in the movies? yea, i was next level cheesed.....i was FROMAGED. but meh, no need to let some guy living off minimum wage ruin my day.....time to go dig into this sexxxxxxy meal.
DAI-RY QUEEEEEEEN
First off, I'm amazed at myself for posting a second time.....thats one more than I expected to do. *gives round of applause*
Yea, nothing really on my mind (like always) aside from food (like always) and the craving to get a new tat. Since I live in Barrie during the week, I always make my own food. But today will be a big step as I shall fulfill my craving of Dairy Queen. I already know my order: 1 cheeseburger, 1 chicken wrap (spicy), 1 medium fries, 1 medium root beer and 1 bacon double cheeseburger.....YESSSIR!
I was checking out tats by this LA artist Jun Cha, and daaaamn, the dude has talent. See for yourself:
Damnnn. Turns out the dude charges A MINIMUM of $600 per piece and he works out of LA.....so i earn $12.50/hr, 7.5 hrs a day for 5 days a week so that makes...jfhafjskf...uhhkfjljadshfklf, yea, you get the picture....
In other news, Michael Jackson just died! Oh wait....ummm, theres nothing really big going on right now. Just lying on the couch, blasting some 'Illmatic' (classic album) and resting after a tiring day of doing nothing at work.....well going on msn and facebook counts as work, right?
Well, I'mma go take a nap cuz doing nothing for 8 hours a day sure takes alot out of you......Til next time!
Stay frosty
Yea, nothing really on my mind (like always) aside from food (like always) and the craving to get a new tat. Since I live in Barrie during the week, I always make my own food. But today will be a big step as I shall fulfill my craving of Dairy Queen. I already know my order: 1 cheeseburger, 1 chicken wrap (spicy), 1 medium fries, 1 medium root beer and 1 bacon double cheeseburger.....YESSSIR!
I was checking out tats by this LA artist Jun Cha, and daaaamn, the dude has talent. See for yourself:
Damnnn. Turns out the dude charges A MINIMUM of $600 per piece and he works out of LA.....so i earn $12.50/hr, 7.5 hrs a day for 5 days a week so that makes...jfhafjskf...uhhkfjljadshfklf, yea, you get the picture....
In other news, Michael Jackson just died! Oh wait....ummm, theres nothing really big going on right now. Just lying on the couch, blasting some 'Illmatic' (classic album) and resting after a tiring day of doing nothing at work.....well going on msn and facebook counts as work, right?
Well, I'mma go take a nap cuz doing nothing for 8 hours a day sure takes alot out of you......Til next time!
Stay frosty
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