Thursday, February 9, 2012

Before the Day Ends

Today was actually a productive day at work. 
Even though I didn't get enough sleep last night, it was actually a good day. 
I was late coming in work today (been since the start of this week). 
Finished tasks *pat myself on the back*
Had a wonderful lunch at work thanks to the delivery The Heights next door to us provided.
Ate so much. Chowed down a lamb burger with fries, Mac-n-Cheese, Chicken Wings, and Doughnuts for lunch.
Had a wonderful Thai dinner with wonderful peeps. The food was bomb. 
I'm so exhausted. Putting off presentation stuff tomorrow after class.
Didn't have time to read for class tomorrow; again, I'm going to just sit there and take notes, mouth shut, eye twitch here and there. 
After presenting tomorrow, I'm going to be so happy to start my weekend. 
35 mins left before 12. 
Days are totally flying, I should be totally sleeping. 
I can't wait to sleep. 
I love my bed. 
I can't wait to sleep.
I love my bed.
I just can't.
I need to sleep.
I just can't.
I need to sleep.
SLEEP! 

Source: http://islagraywaxinglyrical.wordpress.com/2010/09/09/sleep-obsessed/

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Faux Real?!

There are many things in this world that I hate. One that really rank high on the list is fake people. I hate fake, two-faced, plastic, people. I don't get why they have to act this way and not be themselves. Perhaps they hate themselves and try to put on a front just to sell themselves in order for people to like them? Or that they are either scared of letting people know the "real" them or they're just afraid to let people in? Putting a mask on, a wall, a blanket, cake themselves with make up, cosmetic surgery, create multiple personas/identities, is supposedly a way for fake people to deal with their own problems within their inner selves. My only question is, why? Why would they do such a horrible thing? I would rather hangout/talk to quiet, odd, awkward individuals that nobody really likes/understand instead of making an effort to be liked/friends with someone who chooses people to be their friends and/or just plain fake. Why would I waste time just to keep re-introducing myself to someone who acts cool/nice, and somehow have dementia or really bad short-term memory of some sort and not remember my name; yet I freaking remember yours even though it was such a 'unique'/different, exotic, intricate name. Again, why would I waste my time trying to store your name/identity into my long-term memory (LTM)? FORGET YOU THEN! UGH!

I appreciate those people that actually, genuinely nice, friendly, respectful, social, humble, over-all cool and remembers my name and my face. I mean, yeah, if you meet me with my hair tied back, I look a little different compared to when I have my hair down; Really? You recognize me because of my hair? That shouldn't be the way you remember your friends right? And please don't make the "I was drunk" excuse. . . oh, so now that you're actually sober, you don't exchange salutations with me when I cross paths with you? And when you're drunk, you're suddenly turn into a friendly saint and have the nerve to make conversations with me. Really?! Either you're a dickhead, an asshole, self-centered, stuck-up, or just plain fake. With all this personalities you have, my diagnosis is that you have a multiple personality disorder or maybe you're just an attention whore and/or fake.

If your goal is to make people like you, for who you are, no matter what, just act like yourself. Don't try to please everybody just because you're only goal is to be popular and have your name mentioned around town. People who are popular are people who have actually made a difference in society and/or people that are likable because they're REAL no matter how awkward, silly, annoying, loud, and shy they are. If you're fake and people actually like you because you've defined they're own definition of 'cool', then they're probably fake as well. Maybe the only reason that your fake-ass is popular is because people talk about your fake actions and bullshit that comes out of your mouth, which reflects how badly you treat other people. You mind as well be an actress/actor since you're good at playing multiple roles. Hey, that shows your versatility, and people like that. But I bet you, people would be so confused as to why you act a certain way in real life, trying to fit into a certain group just to be liked. I don't get it. Again, why?

My point is, an individual doesn't have to try hard to be likeable. Just be yourself and be nice like how your parents taught and raised you. Unless, your parents didn't teach you much, that's another issue for the next post.

Fake is lame. Crack is the same. Look in the mirror you're the only one to blame. So don't be whack, stop playing the game; be your true self, no shame; stay grounded, stay the same. 

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Days of The Week

Sunday


Today is Sunday. February 5, 2012.
           Guess what today is??? Super Bowl XLVI!!!!! YEAH!!!! . . .  oh ok. I'm not a foot ball fanatic, I don't have a certain team that I wear/represent, but it's fun to watch it. Also, today is cleanse day. Since I've been here in D.C., I found myself going to church more than ever. The last time I went to church back home was 17 years ago. I know right?! I'm such a bad Catholic boy! But I always say to people that even those years that I've missed going, I still keep in touch with Him and pray and always keeping the faith. There are people out there who goes to church every Sunday and yet they commit things that are unspeakable and unholy. Or people who call themselves religious, yet they judge, disrespect, and stereo-type people without being open minded. Religion is not about reading the bible (or Qur'an, scriptures, etc.)  every day and knowing all the verses, it's not about asking favors/wishes/material things to whoever you believe, and it's not mostly about trying to fit in to religious holidays (i.e., the entire holy week, fasting, etc.). What makes religion a religion is the fact that you keep a connection, a relationship to whoever/whatever it is you truly believe in, with full genuine commitment. At least that's how I see it. To those who call themselves holy, look in the mirror, think about what you've done lately, and educate yourself.

I apologize for that spinet of rant and for those whom I offended. Sorry. Anyhow, today is mostly recovery day for those people who spent their Saturday night dancing, drinking, grinding, puking, f***ing, or all of the above. If only I was 21, I would probably do the same thing with them. Plus, today is also homework day. EWWW. For most of us, we would do our readings (or try to attempt and not get distracted), write our papers, and eat endlessly. I can't believe that this weekend flew by hella fast! Tomorrow is Monday, ugh, ya'll know how much WE hate that day, but we have to start the week somehow, right? 

Lastly, I want to give a shout-out to do those who follow my blog posts and waste about ten minutes or less reading my random thoughts and rants. I thank you all. . .I could probably count in both hands how many of you all are out there reading this post right now. So thank you! <3 <3 <3 Expect to see a poem probably tomorrow or sometime this coming week. Again, I thank YOU! *sings in tune with Bruno Mars' Just the Way you are*: you're amazing, just for reading my blog! LOL. *PANDA HUGS*  XD
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Saturday, February 4, 2012

Days of The Week

Saturday

Today is Saturday. February 4, 2012. 
           Stayed up super late. Woke up super late. Now I'm just starting my day. The weather outside is pretty ugly. The rain makes me even more tired than I already am. Today is just chill. I'm going to National Geographic to volunteer and after that, start to rock the night away with amazing people. I don't know exactly what to expect, but that's part of the fun. 

I was supposed to go to the Newseum with my peeps, but failed to wake up on time; thus, the sleeping-in took over. Last night, I met more amazing people and found myself included in a group. The dynamics are different from the usual peeps that I hang out with. Perhaps the reason why is that most of the people that I hang out here with are in quarter system and the group that I met last night was in the same semester system that I am. What we all know is that we hate all the elitist students who think they run the entire center and that the world revolves around them. Whatever, I'm not going to let that bother me. Imma just continue to be Me and only do Me. Forget them!

It's Saturday and day is almost half-way over. I'm going to enjoy every second of it. Nothing is stopping me for ruling the world. Even this rain ain't scaring me. BRING IT! 

Source: http://www.commentbuddy.com/Saturday-Comments.htm

Friday, February 3, 2012

Days of The Week

Friday

Today is Friday. February 3, 2012.
            
I Hate It When. . .

I hate it when I'm in a room full of people talking about something that I don't have any knowledge about and leaving me feeling so left out and excluded.
I hate it when I don't have anything interesting to say, or something to contribute to a group or a discussion since I'm either tired due to lack of sleep, or just feel uninformed. 
I hate it when I don't have a voice; I can't speak; I can't articulate my thoughts.
I hate it when I'm forced to stay silent. 
I hate it when I can't think.
I hate it when I can't see.
I hate it when I can't. 
I hate it when I.
I hate it when.
I hate it.
I hate.
I. 


So it's Friday. I just got out of class, I'm  tired, I'm hungry, I'm sleepy, I want to hang out with people, I just don't want to do anything. If plans follow through, I'm hoping to enjoy late night fun with great people. We'll just have to wait and see. Hope ya'll have a wonderful, amazing, blasting, fun, crazy FRIDAY! 

source: http://george-hall.blogspot.com/2011/12/big-ole-hairy-friday.html

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Days of The Week

Thursday

Today is Thursday. February 2, 2012. 
           I'm currently at work. I have my tea steeping on my left side, my folder, notepad, pen, Takis, granola bar on my right, and I'm ready to work today. I got a full night sleep last night. Woke up feeling better than yesterday, still a little sleepy, but managed to get to work on time. Today is also our staff meeting day. Every Thursday all of us gather in one big table and talk about three things we did last week, three things we're planning on doing this week/next week, and three things we need help on. Usually there's like a bonus fun question that we have to answer after we talk about our three things like, what's your favorite 90's movie(s)? Favorite book? etc. Something that's random and fun. 

I got a feeling that today is going to be a good day! Even though it's raining outside.. like a light to mid light showers--not like heavy-drenchy-WET kind of rain--the sunshine peaks in once in a while and tease us, but that's ok. Sun likes being kinky when rain is making us all wet. LOL. Anywhooo~

I have homework to do after work. Nothing difficult, just a bunch of readings and one paragraph paper. I'm just happy that today is Thursday. . . Coz we all know the tomorrow is Friday! Even though I have class tomorrow, it's good that it's not a night class.  But that's all I have for tomorrow. So when I have a free day, I always set an agenda for myself to be productive and do homework but it always fails to follow through. That's why I have to set realistic goals, and not plan on doing big things when all I have in mind is the thought of sleeping in. Don't ya'll hate when that happens? I surely hate it when people make plans with you and decides to change it the day when it was supposed to be on, it just irks me! Of course I don't react in such a negative way in front of them; I usually just smile and say that 'it's O.K.' when in actuality on the inside I'm saying, 'F***** U, U stupid B***!!!!! STOP WASTING MY TIME!'. So please, if you're one of those people, or know someone like that, or even experienced that in the past, don't let it happen again and avoid making plans that you know will never happen. I understand if something unexpected happens and you're really genuine about following through with the plan(s), that's an exception I'll let slide by coz that always happens to me and we don't have the ability to see the future; therefore, that excuse is valid. 

Speaking of plans, what are your plans for today, tomorrow, and for the weekend? No matter what, don't forget to always smile and stay positive. Good vibrations always equates to good karma; remember that. 

source: http://www.zwani.com/graphics/days_of_the_week/thursday/

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Days of The Week

Wednesday 

Today is Wednesday. January February 1, 2012. 
              I am super tired today. I didn't get any sleep last night unless you count the fifteen minute nap break that I took on the floor of the study lounge. I was up all night, last night, till seven a.m. today working on my literature review that is due today for my Research Seminar: Sustainability and Environment. It's a pain in the butt trying to open my eyes and be actually present at the moment. For instance, I came in to work today and when I was doing my project, my eyes were giving up on me, while I was hanging on for dear life and not give in to temptation. It was so hard to not close my eyes, so I put my head down for a good ten minutes, closed my eyes for a bit, then mustered-up energy to continue working. Let's see if I can survive today. UGH. I don't feel like going to class today. I know that I'm not going to pay attention in class and will not say a word, nor participate. That reminds me, I have to print out my literature review before class tonight. I'm just hoping that I wrote--at least-- a good, solid literature review. *Crossing fingers*. We'll just have to find out when my peers evaluate and critic it. UGH. I swear, that class is just a drag. I feel like we do a lot of busy work and not actually work on our research paper, but I guess it's part of the process in order to be able to produce a well thought-out, solid (there I go with that word again), thought provoking research paper. UGH. Even just thinking about it, saying it, typing it, the idea and act of research paper just kills part of my soul. If not part, almost whole. I know that I've been writing research papers since High School, then actually producing my own research work during my Sophomore year of college, and now that I'm almost done with school, senioritis is taking over me. I have to write two research papers, with article summaries, case studies, presentations on top of it, and I just hope (there I go with that word again) that I'd survive. But through it all, I always remind myself to take it one day at a time and breathe. Take a  break once in a while and not stress about the future.  I hate when I do that! And when I do, I just end up adding wrinkles to my forehead, breakout, not get enough sleep, and cry in the corner while sucking my thumb and hair strands falling. What a sight to see right?! I bet! 

Well, I should go back to working and actually be productive. I hope (again), that things will not go horrible today. *Again, crossing fingers.* 

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