if you have time

this is a really long article.. but it's really good.. it's about the wowowee tragedy.. i think it gives a good perspective, maybe something your parents or aunts and uncles didn't tell you when they told you about the tragedy..

shout out to wally..

http://pcij.org/i-report/6/wowowee.html

speak on it

the official cool phrase of the summer

patron
the gangster drink of choice

whiskey
the brokeback drink of choice

plastic red cups
the mascot to all college parties

light/heavyweight
a measure of a person's worth

corinne bailey rae
my wife to be

pork spare ribs
a party in the making

playing basketball in chucks and still takin fools to school
straight gangster

word, son/cuz/nephew/lil nephew/bro/dude/dood/blood/bud/paaatnah

excuse me

for all the profanity in this entry.. i'm feeling like an expletive today.. and the soles of my feet are fucking killin me..

and excuse me..
for this angry ass post, but shit.. whatever goes up, must come down..

fuck, sometimes i just feel so fuckin alone.. like nobody around me understands what goes on in my head.. and all there is to do is laugh at the way i act or laugh at by bad speech or laugh just because that's what's expected from everybody, i guess.. and it's unfair on my part to try and expect people to understand what goes on in my head, but feeling alone can get so frickin frustrating.. and it sucks cuz all there is left to do is laugh.. cuz i think that's all i have..

maybe nobody really understands that last paragraph but me..

FUCKING SHIT I HATE EMO POSTS!..

but excuse me
if you've ever thought that i've acted a little weird..

i think sometimes i like to sing to kinna take myself out of a situation that i didn't like.. haha.. there's also this thing about drunk dialing..

speaking of drunk dialing.. GIANT FUCKIN THANK YOU to sandy for the free meal at elephants bar... it was delicious.. and there are some cute girls training along with you on that staff so i will be visiting you HECKA!..

oh and a final excuse me
if you read this
and you don't like me
anymore

spare the air

it's a funny thing seeing people at the bart station paying for bart tickets, when bart is free.. you'd think they'd have station agents at the ticket paystations telling people that bart is free.. but these people are lazy.. or maybe it's entertainment to them..

i also like it when people don't realize that they are entering a moving machine that will throw them off balance when it starts to move.. conversely people that forget to hold on to something when the train is coming to a stop also amuse me..

this is something that i remember seeing on bart.. i shoulda put it down somewhere because i almost completely forgot it.. i was riding home on bart one day.. towards daly city, pilipinas-land.. and i spot this old white man reading a book.. curious to know what old white men are reading these days, i focus on the book cover and what do you know?.. it's not a book but a english-to-tagalog dictionary.. i try not to judge the man but i can't help but just stare at him and wonder why he needs to know tagalog..

maybe he's training for the world tagalog speaking championships for old white men..

i'm urgin you

i have the urge to leave work early tomorrow, cuz i already turned in my time card for the month of june

i also have the urge to clean my buddy list of anybody i haven't talked to in the past 3 months

don't you ever just get the urge to make inappropriate witty and rude comments whenever you feel like it

i always have the urge to just roll down my window and throw shit at mean drivers

but these are just urges