31/01/2012
30/01/2012
I'll leave you with a nice quote today
"We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years."
- George Carlin (comedian, and a personal hero of mine)
Beats me
How some people are so strong and fearless on some fronts...
And complete and utter wimps on others.
Seriously. It's staggering.
29/01/2012
27/01/2012
24/01/2012
23/01/2012
My team won
14-6.
I made one interception. Receivers I was covering caught exactly zero balls.
Let's go baby!
WE READY! AH-AH! WE READY!!! AH-AH! FOR Y'ALL!!
On a roll again
Yes, it's that time of the year again.
Im'ma change my life completely.
Well... Until the endorphins wear off...
Or...
Maybe this time I really will.
I'm on to something here. I really am. No bullshit.
Friday, January 20th 2012 I started something really important.
19/01/2012
The world should know
I just totally wussed out on one class in University.
There you go ego, rationalize that shit.
18/01/2012
I'm so fucking annoyed
Everytime I open the e-mail I have 30 new e-mails.
I need some fucking vacations away from here.
16/01/2012
So... Updates.
Spanish Week was pretty cool. Fun. Challenging.
Classes over. Couple more exams up.
Today's exam was supposed to be easy, it wasn't. At all.
Saints fucking lost.
Still a bitter taste in my mouth.
I'll tell you this, though, we fought for it until the end. Someone had to win... They seemed to want it more.
Next weekend Portuguese American Football League starts for my team. Yesterday's practice had 15 guys. Not good. It's a home game against an easy opponent, but too many people think we'll just show up and win.
Not good.
I've been having some struggles, nothing big, just shit pilling up.
I can take it.
I'm sore as hell too. A lot of heavy exercise to try and be ready to start the league.
All in all, everything's good in paradise.
Probably a repeat
Who cares, right?
When something's good. It's good.
I HAVE A DREAM! THAT ONE DAY...!
I'll just leave the blog in Spanish for a while
I might do another full week of Spanish soon, just for kicks. :D
15/01/2012
Little inspiration for y'all
"There was a young man that wanted to make a lot of money, right? So he went to this guru and told him, “I want to be on the same level that you’re on.”
The guru told him, “If you want to be on the same level I’m on, I’ll meet you tomorrow at the beach.”
So the young man got there at 4 A.M, all ready to rock and roll, got on a suit when he shoulda wore shorts. The old man grabs his hand and says, “How bad do you want to be successful?” He said, “Real bad” The old man says, “Walk on out into the water.”
So he walks on out into the water, waist deep. So, to himself, he’s like, “This guy is crazy” He’s thinkin’, “I wanna make money, he’s got me out here swimming. I don’t want to be a life guard, I want to make money.” The old man says, “Come out a little further.” He walked out a little further, out to his shoulder area. He’s thinking, “This old man is crazy, he’s makin’ money but he’s crazy.” The old man says, “Come out a little further.” He came out a little further, it’s right at his mouth and he’s thinking, “I’m about to go right back, this guy's out of his mind.” So the old man said, “I thought you wanted to be successful?” He said, “I do!” The old man said, “Walk a little further.”
He did, he walked a little further. The old man grabbed his head, under water, held him down, the guy was kickin’ and scratchin’, still holding him down, he had him held down and just before he was about to pass out the old man raised him up.
“When you want to succeed as bad as you want to breath, then you’ll be successful.”
I don’t know how many of you have asthema (ASMA), you have a asthema attack, you’re short of breath, you’re weezin’, the only thing you’re trying to do is get some air. You don’t care about no basketball games, you don’t care what’s on TV, you don’t care about a party. The only thing you care about when you’re trying to breathe is to get some fresh air, that’s it. And when you get to the point of when you want to be successful as bad as you want to breathe, then you’ll be successful.
And I’m here to tell you, number one, that most of you say want to be successful but you don’t want it bad, you just kind of want it. You don’t want it badder than you want to party, you don’t want it as much as you want to be cool, most of you don’t want success as much as you want to sleep! Some of you love sleep more than you love success. And I’m here to tell you that if you’re going to be successful you’ve got to be willing to give up sleep.
You got to be willing to work off of three hours, two hours, of sleep. If you really want to be successful somedays you’re going to have to stay up for three days in a row! Because if you go to sleep you might miss the opportunity to be successful. That’s how bad you have to want it. You’ve got to want it so bad that somedays you forget to eat.
Beyonce said once, on set, that three days had gone by and she was just doing her thing, she had forgotten to eat! Because she was engaged with her work.
When 50 Cent was doing his movie, did a little research, that when he wasn’t doing his movie, he was doing his soundtrack. And they said, “When do you sleep 50!?”
“Sleep?!”, he said, “Sleep?! Sleep is for those people who are broke. I don’t sleep. I got an opportunity to make a dream a reality.”
Don’t try to quit. You’re already in pain, you’re already hurt. Get a reward from it! Don’t go to sleep until you succeed. You won’t be successful until you say, pointing to self, “I don’t need that money, because I got it in here.”
13/01/2012
Y su letra
Orishas - Reina de la calle
Solo por dinero no vale la pena chica no,
No escucha este es tu drama
Escucha, chica no, no
Solo por dinero no vale la pena
Chica escucha este es tu drama
Escucha, chica no, no
Mamita pregunto al vecino quien la vio
Papa se disculpaba mira no soy yo.
Quién resuelve ese dilema?
Ave Maria por Dios
Mamita pregunto al vecino quien la vio
Papa se disculpaba mira no soy yo.
Quién resuelve ese dilema?
Ave Maria por Dios
Drama escucha dama este es tu Trama de la calle
Pasando de cama en cama.
Ave Maria por Dios.
No vale la pena dedicarte cuerpo y alma
A esa tortura que te quema,
Oye gente ; Cambio de tema
Estribillo
Lo sabes tu solo tu,
Dejas tu cuerpo sin luz tu solo tu, lo sabes.
Era la virgen más hermosa que existió en aquel lugar
Pa' quitarse el sombrero.
Un sueño viejo sin espejos y muy poco que contar.
Mirando ya muy lejos.
No tiene dinero pa' pagarle,
Vive en un lugar donde la gente
No suelen amarse,
Supe que el dinero las transforma
Se hacen tus amigas y luego pra,
ahí esta la onda,
no la compres ni te enganches luego,
Pero ten cuidado con las sortijas de tus dedos;
Se le acaba el tiempo de pagar,
Quiere cobrar. Que Detalle.
Estribillo
Lo sabes tu solo tu,
Dejas tu cuerpo sin luz tu solo tu, lo sabes
Su cuerpo moribundo ya flotaba en sangre
Que bañaba el vecindario y a diario pasan,
Cosas de esas que a nadie le interesa porque si
Y porque es esa y quien es esa
Una como otra que de boca en boca
Pasan a la larga cola
De los sin familias indigentes,
emigrantes simplemente que desde África
En pateras compran su muerte de repente,
Esto es para todos esos chulos que me escuchan,
No eres tan macho cuando los hombres te asustan;
No me interesa de donde provienes
Con quien tu vienes de donde eres
11/01/2012
Killer Elite
Otra gran película de acción.
Y esas fueran todas las películas que hay visto desde setiembre... Universidad e trabajo, te amo para siempre.
(¡NOT!)
09/01/2012
JODER
Mierda de día.
Mi odio por la Universidad llega a nuevos máximos todos los días.
Necesito vacaciones.
Mañana me levanto a las cinco de la mañana, trabajo hasta las cuatro de la tarde, después voy directo para la Uni para otro fantástico día de clases hasta las once de la noche.
Sesenta y dos músicas...
No pensaba tener tantas...
Oye dios mio!
Espero no me cansar muy rápido de Orishas y Manu Chau...
Necesito urgentemente de más música castellana de cualidad.
Sooooooo...
Next Friday I'll have a Spanish Exam, so I decided from now until then, I'd practice my Spanish. I'll turn my whole world to Spanish and I'll communicate only in that language.
Feel free to ignore all my communications until then.
Here we go...
(worst part is going to be transforming my ipod into a Spanish music radio)
This is going to be fun, annoying, and possibly a very painful torture.
08/01/2012
LETS GO SAAAAAAINTS, LETS GO!
BYE LIONS. NICE TO MEET YOU.
NEXT UP: 49ers.
Also, I so wanted the Giants to win against the Falcons... First because the Falcons are over-hyped whiny bitches, second because now the Green Bay Packers are going to face the Giants Defensive front. Muahahah. Hope they rested well during these last 2 weeks, because they're going to have a full day.
06/01/2012
05/01/2012
Holy Vishnu
I just noticed there's a new Sacha Baron Cohen movie coming out soon.
The Dictator:
There's a Youtube comment that summarizes this trailer so well: "LOL OMG this is going to be banned in so many places"
Sacha never disappoints.
The Dark Knight Rises
Have I mentioned how much I'm looking forward to watching this movie? And how it sucks it'll only come out in the summer?
Anyway... Here's the trailer if you haven't seen it yet.
And an awesome fan-made bonus while we wait.
04/01/2012
Urgh.
Ok, enough of those here in the blog.
I'll channel my romantic delusions somewhere else.
Meanwhile I'll leave the ones I wrote already because... Why the hell not? This blog is pretty random.
And... Who gives a fuck? Certainly not me.
I just don't want to make it a blog just for this. Doesn't matter how much it makes me write.
Back to our good ol' posting.
There's definitely something
About confident women.
I'm not fond of undecided, insecure ones anymore.
You see...
After going to bed at 7am, I spent my afternoon in University.
Then I had to drink a galon of coffee and fly to work.
Then...
Ok, here we go...
Erm...
So... On the way to work, I made a quick detour, to buy tickets to these guys concert on January 18th:
Waiting on line to buy them, I call my friend to confirm he's still on for the concert, this is when the girl in front of me looks behind, and smiles for half a second. I can barely memorize her face, but her smile was enough to cause a blank in my head, in the middle of my phone call.
After the phone call all I want is another chance to see her smile again, but she doesn't look back again. I memorize absolutely everything about her from my standing point (yes, I was a total creep, checking her out).
Finally, it's her turn to buy tickets, the sweetest voice asks for 1 ticket to Cirque do Soleil, Balcony 2. She confirms it's for today, she says its okay that the seats aren't reserved, and she confirms its only 1 ticket. The way she confirms it's only 1 ticket completely kills me. A sweet, confident "yes". No problem at all, as if saying, I want to watch the show, today, I don't care if I'm going alone.
Wow.
So, yes, by this time I'm another smile from her away of buying the same ticket she bought and ask if I can be her date, I don't even care it's the same show I've worked for two straight weeks and I already know it beginning to end.
I'm seriously considering this shit (and I've done similar stuff before - although it involved being a bit drunk and I wasn't skipping work). Anyway... Boldness keeps flashing in the back of my head.
Catarina (errr... I may have noticed her name on the Credit Card... I KNOW, CREEP, STOP JUDGING ME), so, as I was saying, Catarina gets her ticket and walks away, organizing stuff in her purse. Before I could see her face again, the teller asks impatiently who's next in line. I understand her impatience, the line was getting huge, and she was working alone.
I think if I buy the concert tickets in a hurry I can make a quick search in the store for Catarina. I just wanted to see her smile again, without being distracted in a phone conversation. Maybe try and ask if we never met before "Aren't you Catarina? I think I know you from somewhere, I just can't remember where" haha creepy I know, but I couldn't give a fuck at that moment. I just wanted to see if there was anything behind that smile.
Of course, the teller can't spell the band I want to see. "NO-FUN-AT-ALL". The 4 easiest words in the fucking English language... She has to confirm a gazillion things, place, date, name, store comission, if I want a store card, AND THEN... "I'm really sorry, the system froze, give me a second"
GREAT.
At least 300 seconds later I have the tickets. No hope to find Catarina anymore. Besides, I'm already a bit late for work.
Weirdly enough, the episode leaves me in a great mood. The vanishing memory of her smile, her long, brown curly hair is a refreshing memory after the last few weeks.
I keep thinking this is a great sign. (Not that I believe in signs)
So, work goes totally normal, from my position in Balcony 0 today I'm in a great point to check Balcony 2, at least while the amount of people entering the arena is still smallish. I keep searching for those brown curls, until finally there are too many people entering my sector for me to afford being distracted.
Then, during a calmer part, I show a woman to her seat, when I give her ticket back and say the recorded part I have to say "No photos or video in this area please. Enjoy the show" with a robotic voice and smile, she takes a half second extra to pick it up, gazing at my eyes.
"Okay, thank you"
The sound of me dying for the second time that day is loud as fuck in my head.
I must be being Punk'd by God or something... (Not that I believe in God)
This one's smile was a bit more devilish, but not weird.
I have about another half a second to memorize her face, she is maybe 1 or 2 years older than me, long black hair, lively brown eyes and a simplicity about herself, that makes her gorgeous.
And that smile...
Damn!
I shake off my head and focus on the fact I'm working. I'm not going to pull any idea out of the hat. I already had done enough creepiness for the rest of the month, earlier this day.
I can't help but notice she is also alone. The people seating to her left and her right aren't with her.
Show starts, 2 hours and a half later the show ends. I have to stay inside the arena and monitor the exit of people from my sector.
Robotic record tape and smile again: "Have a good night. See you soon". In the back of my head, I can't help but look around for her.
She's already smiling at me when I see her. She climbs 5 or 6 steps more and she wishes me a Good Night. I smile like an idiot while I die again.
"Good night. See you soon" I answer.
I'm pretty sure I blushed like a little girl, and I couldn't wipe the smile of my face for the rest of the night.
Its worth what it's worth, but it feels damn great.
Besides, there's an innocent, gullible part of me that is confident this is going to be a great year.
And something's up...
Soon.
Another fucking day...
Effing University man...
Gee...
Although...
The day got kinda brighter later on...
03/01/2012
Post Scriptum
I need to channel my romantic musings somewhere else.
I might open a tumblr just for that. It's an old idea I always thought I'd never use that much if I started it, but who knows? Even if it is once a month that I write there, it's cool that it makes me write at all...
This
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Yes, that's Shakira.
Let me explain.
I'm pretty sure I've mentioned here on this blog the most important thing I want to achieve in my life is to have a wife and kids. Everything else is important, absolutely, but this is the most important.
It fucking sucks 2011 brought no hope in that regard.
Well, it helped rule out some people and some more things I don't want in a wife. But if anything, that only makes me further away from my goal.
As I keep mentioning, but nobody seems to be hearing, I'm not someone looking to "search the field" and "try new things" in that area. I'm past that. It's too important to waste my time. I have a very good idea of what I want, and I recognize it when I see it.
Of course, so far, those rare women are taken, or not that much interested in me.
Where does Shakira get in this story?
Shakira is... a stereotype of the kind of woman I'm looking for.
A light at the end of the tunnel I keep chasing, giving me hope these women exist, and maybe, just maybe, if I'm willing to be patient and have a bit of luck, one of them will be interested in me.
Is this just a "celebrity crush" or "an idealization of a perfect woman"?
No. I don't know that much about Shakira, I think a lot of her music has great value and 2 or 3 are completely genius, I've read a couple of bios on IMDB and Wikipedia a few years back, I've read some articles, interviews. I know more about her than any other pop singer, but it's not that much, really. I don't even keep up with her career.
This has been going for so long I've jokingly sighed and mentioned she's the woman of my dreams to friends when one of her songs comes on the radio/TV. They usually don't understand the appeal... "I thought you were more of a boobs guy", "Really? don't you think Beyonce or Scarlett are better looking?".
They don't get it.
It's that look in her eyes, that smile, some of the things she believes in that completely struck me.
That's what I'm looking for (plus, being interested in me as well). Is that too much to ask? On paper it doesn't seem to be, but experience shows me otherwise.
Honestly? I know when I'm looking for something great it won't be easy. It never is. I don't expect my search to be easy, but I do expect to have the hope and strength to stay true to this conviction even if that means I'll never find my very own Shakira. If I have a chance to find that special woman, that's the state of mind I must have.
Meanwhile, I'll keep my eyes open. There's definitely a light at the end of the tunnel.
And her smile kills me.
2012
It started with a Christmas break that wasn't a break at all, and a lot of stuff I'm late on.
Still some bullshit from University lingering and the Group Projects have been the bane of my existence, with no time, and or patience to work on them.
I'm very healthy, in good mood, active, mature.
Family, friends are all good too.
University.... doesn't look good, but it ain't bad either. I'll get by.
Work/Money, looks really promising.
A good hunger for new, bolder projects.
My Saints are looking good as hell for another Superbowl run. I have a lot of will to give 100% on my Portuguese American Football Team as well.
There's only this one thing...
Summary of 2011
I don't know.
A lot of stuff happened.
I grew a lot emotionally, I buried some skeletons, I clearly got more honest and bolder with my projects and the way I deal with family and friends. I got better at a lot of stuff (thanks weekly points).
I do have a lot of things I wish I was more advanced by 2012, but I guess it's normal that it is never enough. That's just me.
I honestly consider it was quite a good year.
It sucks it ended in such a crappy note, with my war in University.
Oh what a refreshing Christmas Break...
NOPE.
Chuck Testa.
haha
Fucking vacations I tell you.
No vacations at all. All work and University Group Projects.
Even right now, I'm avoiding Group Project work, writing for a bit.
I mean, I should do something productive, right? It sure as hell won't be while doing a group project on e-mail Marketing or Marketing Mix...
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