Have stars in my eyes? Think of great ideas? Paint my nails perfectly? Have a person to trust? Have no split ends in my hair? Have warm toes, always? Smile? Believe in the unbelievable? Make a wish come true? Gaze upon a wonderful view? Believe in love? Find the perfect song? Just believe? Find a never ending? Find happiness? Cry because of joy? Just be unquestionably sad? Not talk to anyone for one day? Not be judged? Not have assumptions made? Not get mad? Sleep early? Wake up early? Find what I want? Do what I want? Have 20/20 vision? Have perfect eyes? Pass all my classes? Change my perspectives on life? Not be more pessimistic? Learn something new? Watch a good movie? Find the perfect ending? Find The One? Believe in The One? See reasoning? Find peace? Not be easily disgusted by men? Figure out the truth? Solve my issues? Stop blaming my insecurities? Love myself.
Wednesday, December 19
Monday, December 17
Thursday, December 6
Tuesday, December 4
That one night...
I had just bought the new Cosmopolitan magazine and we were doing the quizzes on the back. So we were quite entertained but then it was three in the morning and we had to go home. Robert did that to my hair; he said it looked ”cute”. I took them off because they felt weird.
Sunday, November 25
Because
Life and shit wasn't enough and now I feel really cold. I've come accustomed to my obvious distraction problem. Not only am I unaware that here I have to post stuff about my daily life, my option I promise, but really I don't feel like it's that important. To think of the times thay I would constantly sit on my ass in front of my computer, I still do this, just to write about whatever. Now I just spend my time watching episodes or getting lost on YouTube videos which are so entertaining. Sometimes I forget that I have to sleep...life sucks.
Monday, August 13
Saturday, August 11
Bowling
I went bowling with some friends tonight/morning. We played one full game and went home around 2 am. I got third place, boo. It was fun though. I had gone out to eat with Mr. Soria and then he decided he didn't want to go back home just yet so he called up some friends and we met up at Gage Bowl and spend close to two hours deciding if indeed we were gonna bowl and who was going to bowl. At the end I was up first and Cesar thought my spider-man socks were cool. Bam was trying to get extra wasted but he got caught off after his second drink. While Blocks/Jose beat us all with his 120+ score. I just reached 82, I think. Hey, at least I was right behind the top two players who had a bet going on. The high score got $10. I lost $15 by just been there. Lol. Oh well, it was cool though since it looked to be Cosmic Night and I was wearing a white shirt so it looked pretty cool. Good Night.
Friday, August 10
ScarKnee
Every scar has a story and this one is quite a story. Who would have
guessed that not tying your shoes could really screw up your knee,
forever.
This to the right was one of the first pictures I took of my knee after
coming back from camping. I was just walking to the restroom with my
sister screaming I don't know whats to a friend when all of a sudden
concrete was headed my way. It was really sudden and the reason I got a
really bad knee was because my shoe laces were untied and the one from
my left boot got stuck on a hook from my right foot and I couldn't move
my feet. And BAM down I went my right knee got most of my weigh, which
is a lot, and it looked really bad since it was a road with all those
little rocks put together. They look so pretty but they sure hurt like a
bitch. Ha
Always trying to make him smile.Currently Watching
Midnight Madness
It's been a while since I've been here. I'm not sure how that happens. I come and go and then come and go again. But I've been thinking lately about writing and stuff. I don't actually believe I have a knack for it but wouldn't it make sense if I did. I mean the whole loving books thing and been very into other peoples perspectives. But then there's my grammar to consider and my lack of creativity. I don't believe I have it but then again how could someone know that they have it. I guess at one point I believed I had some creativity but just in the sense that I could decorate my backpack with various things or put together posters. But all those things just happened, I didn't just decide to put stuff together. It just came together well. Hmm.
Let's not get sappy now because it is quite late. Usually at this time I would be thinking in my head of something to write or just trying to entertain myself or lure myself to sleep. Which works most of the time. I just wonder how a person knows what they are good at and just know that they wouldn't mind doing some specific thing for the rest of their lives. I just don't understand how people know what they want. I don't get it. I suppose that is my personal struggle and I'll eventually grow out of it. I just feel like the years are sure passing by and it's not like I'll get them back later. I don't want to waste my time just thinking about doing something when I could be doing something. It's just hard having no reassurance. Who actually those something because they want to. Okay, pretty much everyone. But I am not everyone, I am just me. Sure at this moment I wouldn't want to be me, I would want to be a better me.
Regardless of every thought or word written down I think there is a purpose to life. I don't think we are just born to be nothing or do nothing with our lives. Well, I do understand that some of us don't have such privileges as a job, home, food or whatever is necessary to "have" a good life. But who knows maybe they are living their purpose. Agh, why must life be so complicated. Wouldn't it be so much easier to self terminate our lives. Of course I would prefer this to be painless because nobody really chooses pain. But that's dumb, how boring would life be if people had the option to end their own lives. Oh, but I'm not been realistic since people actually DO have the option to end their life. It's sad. Ugh, there I went getting out of context. My point was that we are born to be something or someone. Do whatever we want to do or change what we do for something better. Though it is not easy to reach such a point of serenity. We do get there, it is achievable. We just have to see how much we can handle. How hard do things have to get for us to make a choice or just think. What do you want to do, what is interesting, how long am I going to just be doing what I'm doing. Life could be quite boring, if you do nothing.
I AM NOT HAPPY.
Let's not get sappy now because it is quite late. Usually at this time I would be thinking in my head of something to write or just trying to entertain myself or lure myself to sleep. Which works most of the time. I just wonder how a person knows what they are good at and just know that they wouldn't mind doing some specific thing for the rest of their lives. I just don't understand how people know what they want. I don't get it. I suppose that is my personal struggle and I'll eventually grow out of it. I just feel like the years are sure passing by and it's not like I'll get them back later. I don't want to waste my time just thinking about doing something when I could be doing something. It's just hard having no reassurance. Who actually those something because they want to. Okay, pretty much everyone. But I am not everyone, I am just me. Sure at this moment I wouldn't want to be me, I would want to be a better me.
Regardless of every thought or word written down I think there is a purpose to life. I don't think we are just born to be nothing or do nothing with our lives. Well, I do understand that some of us don't have such privileges as a job, home, food or whatever is necessary to "have" a good life. But who knows maybe they are living their purpose. Agh, why must life be so complicated. Wouldn't it be so much easier to self terminate our lives. Of course I would prefer this to be painless because nobody really chooses pain. But that's dumb, how boring would life be if people had the option to end their own lives. Oh, but I'm not been realistic since people actually DO have the option to end their life. It's sad. Ugh, there I went getting out of context. My point was that we are born to be something or someone. Do whatever we want to do or change what we do for something better. Though it is not easy to reach such a point of serenity. We do get there, it is achievable. We just have to see how much we can handle. How hard do things have to get for us to make a choice or just think. What do you want to do, what is interesting, how long am I going to just be doing what I'm doing. Life could be quite boring, if you do nothing.
I AM NOT HAPPY.
Tuesday, August 7
Monday, August 6
Crying to this
I just used Shazam to discover I Shall Believe by Sheryl Crow. http://shz.am/t45334831
Sunday, August 5
A song
I just used Shazam to discover The Dress Looks Nice On You by Sufjan Stevens. http://shz.am/t40241640
Wednesday, May 30
So there..
I have concluded my picture update. Though I did not post every picture of every event that I had, most of it is there to be viewed. It's been a good month I think. I didn't post pictures of our movie night at Maria's I didn't really have good pictures of them. There was some from dinner at Norms as well. And I took some pictures when I went to go see Men In Black 3D with Rob but those are quite dark. And then of course there are numerous pictures of just me. I have an obsession with pictures I would say. Which is ridiculous. And now my semester is coming to an end. It's sad but I'm glad it is over. Another chapter in my life that I could say I have finished and moved on from. I like that feeling of finishing something even though I have more school to go through. Boo but hey it's what we have to do. And I'm very glad that I have kept it up. For whatever reason I ended up at SMC, why did I decide to go there. I guess I just wanted too. And even though midway I just wanted to not go all the way over there I stuck to it and now it's coming to its end. Tootles!!
Adam M.
Tuesday, May 29
Saturday Afternoon
Hollywood w/D
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