10.7.12

2012 Sports


Best Nfl Offensive Player - Tom Brady
Best NFl Defensive Player - PAtrick Willis
Best NFL Offensive Teams - Green Bay Packers, New England Patriots
Best Defensive Teams- S.F 49ers, Detroit Lions

Best NBA PG- Russell Westbrook
Best NBA SG- Dwyane Wade
Best NBA SF- Lebron James
Best NBA PF- Kevin Love
Best NBA C- Dwight Howard
Best NBA Teams, Miami Heat, La Lakers, OKC Thunder

MLB AL
Best MLB Pitcher:  Justin Verlander
Rookie: Yu Darvish
Infield : Robinson Cano
Outfield: Josh Hamilton
DH: David Ortiz
Best AL Team: Texas Rangers/Detroit Tigers/ NY Yankees

MLB NL
Best MLB Pitcher NL: Matt Cain
Rookie: Bryce Harper
Infield: Ryan Braun
Outfield: Melky Cabrera
Best NL Team: Washington Nationals/ Cinci Reds/ S.F Giants


2.7.12

i"M Back!

After countless, sleepless nights of not being able to write publicly, I've decided it's time to bring back the blog that started over two years ago.  Hopefully, the safety of my family and I will never be in jeopardy like it once was.

With that, I hope all is well with everyone.  It feels good to be back and I can't wait to start writing again.  There have been many times where I wanted to write, but just couldn't due to unfortunate circumstances.

I will be writing again! Stay tuned!

Oh and check this out!

http://www.empowernetwork.com/imonwon3/blog/work-from-home/

22.6.12

bye.bye. baby

Dear Asshole Terneus,


I am not writing you for sympathy or for sorrow.  I am writing to you because it's been exactly one year, one month, seventeen days, and two minutes since you stole my soul and crushed my face.  I am writing to you to tell you of your horrendous crime you will never be charged with or pursued in because you work for corporate America.  I am writing to inform you that without a conscience, you irrevocably broke a poor man's heart, who was only minding his own business.  How can you represent a company who's motto is "Relax, We take care of you," when you only took care of your customer and yourself, without any regards to the only victim involved.  How is it the only victim in the accident is a rider going straight down a street, yet is charged with 30 percent of the blame.  30 percent of the blame is not 100 percent innocent, yet I am the one who lost everything.

By California law, it is legal for motorcycle riders to split lanes up to twenty five miles an hour, in traffic, in no traffic.  Spoken to California Highway Patrol and Sacramento Police Department both told me you, the insurance agent, is only trying to push blame on the non-client party and protect the client party.  Your client is the most uncoordinated, oblivious, and mistake-prone driver who forgot to buckle her children up in the car seat.  Because cars in the traffic waved to your client to go on ahead, does not make it okay for her to turn if she "recognizes a motorcycle coming."  And to neglect the fact that I was legally riding tells me that you, your client, and the company you represent, are all shameful, disrespectful, bitch-made, trucks who only care for numbers and what your client can afford. Tell me, why is it the guy on the motorcycle gets deducted 30 percent of everything because he was riding straight?

You can't. Plain and simple.  If a person is riding straight, they always have the right away.  Does not matter if there is traffic and everyone else is stopped, The rider rides safely because that is all the rider can do.  We don't have four doors or four wheels protecting our bodies.  We don't have the luxury of airbags or seat belts if we are hit.  Like that afternoon, we have the misfortune of flying onto car hoods, free-falling in mid-air, and tumbling to break our bones.  Sure, it is the risk of riding.  And apparently, you are too uncoordinated, retarded and chicken-shit to understand or ride on such a beautiful machine. Because if you did, you would understand that 100 percent of the blame is on your client and on you.

With your decision, you took away a boy's dream, soul, and life.  You wouldn't understand because you are apparently not an automotive enthusiast.  You apparently aren't anything but an employee at an agency, who writes reports, pushes papers, and speaks about fault all day.  Once, not even once, have you looked in the mirror and realized that you are the bitch who never accepts the blame yourself.  It is you who does not treasure real life's sentimental value.  Instead, you throw around petty cash you believe will suffice the client and victims.  Three thousand dollars is all you offer for such a pristine, perfect piece of beauty.  For all the pain suffered in the hospital and chiropractor, For all the hours spent at home instead of working and earning money, and for all the countless hours I could've been riding... Three thousand is what you and your little company comes up with.

Shame on you.  Shame on you for being a bitch. Shame on you for fully and completely, not understanding value.  Shame on you for under-cutting one of the sexiest two-wheelers of that year.  Shame on you for being you and taking a boy's dream.  You and your in-decision is a crime and one day, will punish you like a curse of cancer.  Three thousand dollars is all you gave for something that had more value to me than life itself.  Three thousand dollars is all you gave for someone who suffered painless, workless, ride-less hours for the next two years.  You are a criminal.  Shame on you.

8.3.12

A Man to Do

What is a Man to do.
When the world, in his mind, isn't right.
What is a man to do when everything adds up to be in-balanced.
What is a man to do.

Some say we live every day of every week as one,
One step at a time, one second of every minute.
Others claim we live by every other day,
Every other week, only doing what is necessary.

If someone told you, your live, your soul
Had one day to live. How would it look.
Are you someone who lived fully, to the limit?
Did you reach your highest peak after stumbling,
To your lowest Depth.
Or did you follow? Doing only what was necessary,
to keep others satisfied.

If you had one day to live,
would you apologize for all the wrongs.
Or would you accomplish one last list of buckets.
Is there somoene you always wanted to love,
or would you spend it with somoene who loves you.

What is a man to do when there is no more,
No more chances to take.
Every opportunity passed because he was too nice,
too genuine, to selfless.
Not for the better of himself or the unnecessary,
But becausae that was who he was.


What if I told you this man dreamed a dream,
Filled with desires and goals,
Yet he only visualized them in his head.
What if I told you he spent every minute
with somoene who loved him,
Yet there was always someone else he loved.

What If I told you this man,
was too afraid to hurt someone else's feelings,
He instead, decided to withhold his emotions.
Not for the better of them,
Not for the worse of him,
But because it was the right thing to do.

What if I told you every morning this man,
woke up with a burden so deep,
He always woke up in the ground.
Every Morning he woke up next to
Nobody he ever wanted.

What is a man to do if he had one day left,
One day left to live.
If he had a thousand things dreamed,
and not one thing completed or true.
What would he do
What would he say?

He said, "Are you living your life... Or are you living your dream."

6.3.12

I thought High school was over.

I stand here with tears down my face,
Thoughts cross my mind, And emotions pouring of my heart.
Every single time I let someone in, Another person walks out.
I told myself I was beautiful in every different kind of way.
Individuals are all attractive in some way beyond the physical.
I told myself I was good enough for anyone, and if that one person ever had the chance, I would give it my all.
The one that matters deserves my best, anything less will crumble.
I told myself, Social Media can be in your life, but never let my life be Social Media.
The moment you stress over one topic, one post, one picture, it will all come down.
I told myself, feelings are only feelings that other people felt. They are beyond my control. You wouldn't want someone who liked someone else, so why would you force something.
I told myself, Everyone is different; Rich, Poor, Funny, Dull, Stupid, Intelligent, Bright, Dark, disturbed, Friendly, Mean. Accept it.
I told myself, there are those who are lead, others who follow, and some who support.
Never hate on anyone because they're mindless.
I told myself, we each have our own goals and our own dreams.
We all do things for reasons beyond anyone's understanding.
I told myself, Never question the feeling people feel,
If they are here beside me, it's because they want to be.

I told myself not to fondle over the little things,
You know, those things I am not in control of.
The little things that eat away at people,
Like termites under a house, chopping.
It's one of those things where you have to look beyond the small things
And look at the bigger picture.
Why stress over little things that are out of your control,
Things you have the inability to change.
We all do things for certain reasons,
Whether we were raised, or we were taught,
It's our job to do what we do,
It's nobody else's responsibility to understand why.
I told myself not to stress over the little things
Because it has no help whatsoever.
I told myself, everything that happens happens for a reason.
Whether we accept it or ponder it,
It has no use by us thinking all about it.
There will always be disagreements, differences, and dilemmas,
And it's up to us to decide what is important and what is miniscule.
It is up to us to be mature, realizing what matters and what doesn't.
It is up to us to accept what has been earned and what has been taken.
It is up to us, to move beyond the immature stages of life.
I told myself in the end, I won't let these small things kill me.
But I don't understand, why are you?

5.3.12

Belief

I believe.

When you believe in something, you use every second, every minute, and every hour hoping to fulfill the very one thing that can make you, or destroy you. The one thing only you know and you'll understand, no matter how many doubters doubt you. No matter how many people tell you; you won't, you mustn't, you can't. Prove them how misled they are.

Some will laugh at you, others will shun you away. Some will deny you, others will push you out. There will always be somebody better, there will always be somebody worse. Remember, you are here because you chose to be. You are here because you believe.

Accept your decision, comprehend your choice. Never let someone else's feeling cloud your very own judgement. There is no room for hate, there is no room for doubt.  Everything you Want and everything you need, is only up to you.

When you believe, There is no room for ifs and buts, only will and power. Beyond your mind is your action, your word, the very fuel to the fire which gives you strength.  The harder you strive, the better the result. Always put down what you are willing to gain. Never focus on the losses, only the victories that keep moving you. Only forward, never backwards; life is too short to watch the replay.

Remember, if you put in your best, you can never receive your worst. In the end, It is Never about the end. It is living the journey, learning the mistakes. Things dont always work out how you planned. But be at peace knowing you gave it your best, your finest. Your all. Whole-heatedly. No regrets.

29.2.12

Never Good

It is what It is,
Nothing more, nothing less.
I've been down this road before.
Maybe not with you, maybe not for you.
But by golly, I have been down this road.
If you think by me being down this road before,
stops me from trespassing these broken walls.
You're wrong.
You think I don't know what you don't think I know,
Whatever it is, I know.
Whatever you think, I believe.
And whatever you want, I give.

Every person is different, and every person tells you their different.
But that's not really up to them to decide,
Who's different, who's not.
Individually, we are all different.
But together, we all whole.
You think this world can have 7 billion people,
and not one single duplicate.
One thought, one factor, one mind.
You think because you do something one way,
That makes you different.
No, the things that you do different are being done exactly the same.
You just don't know about it,

I would've went Heaven and Earth to make sure you were happy.
You brush me off with just one sweep.
Every little mistake I made, was magnified.
Every little doubt, was exclamated.
Every little feeling, a lie.
You think you feel what you never felt before,
But those look in your eyes tell me your lying.
The words you never said are the words I know the truth.
It doesn't take a mind genius to know, it's wrong.

Nobody likes to take the blame, so allow me to be the fall.
You want to tell me these lies of feeling, of emotions, of happiness.
It was I who was not able to satisfy your every need.
I was a want, no a need.
A necessary commodity, an unreliable source.
It was me who was wrong for you.
Because like before, they are never wrong for me.
It is my fault I am never good enough.

In the end, nothing has changed.
The script, as once before, written a thousand times.
Like a copy, a duplicate love story.
Same main character, different supporting cast.
It does not take someone who does not love,
A big Fuck You sign, to tell me I'm not enough.
You did not have to lead me to believe,
that I was the Right, or the Perfect.
A thousand stories have been written under the circle,
A thousand stories return empty and broken.
How do I believe your different when you follow the book.

If we could change the world together, I would in a heart beat.
You know I would.
But you want to change the world with someone else.
After all the things we have been through, you finally got it through my head.
I was never the one you wanted, only a stepping stone.
Like Swiss Beats and Jay Z, it's On to the Next one.

You think I'd be good at Good Byes since I've seen so many.
With every entrance comes an exit, and It is definitely my time.
It's okay, you don't need an excuse or a lame fight to tell me,
You don't want me.
You don't have to tell me you're scared to move forward,
As it's only a reason to leave me behind.
You can't move forward when you're stuck on someone else.
Just like you can't move on when you're heart is with them.
The only thing You want me to do is move over.

You don't need to ask,
I won't believe anything else.
The only thing I ever wanted was you to be happy.
And with that, it is clear to me that I failed.
So go on love, take what you can these days.
I'm sorry, I was never enough.

28.2.12

Feb Yary,

February 2012

Food for thought:

Still jobless. But searching.
I think I've applied to over 100 state jobs.
30 Other jobs.
Through Denver, Sf, Md, Sac, and La.
Cars for sale. Time for baby to go bye bye.
Jeremy Lin... Got murdered against the Heat.
Good for him on the other games, but he needs to take care of the ball.
Speaking of, I'm in 9th place in fantasy.
Easter is coming up.
GMAT is still a hard test for me.
Grad school is in the distance...
Whitney Houston passed away.
I haven't had time to write in here.

Movies of the month:

Act of Valor.
Safehouse.
Taken.
Valentine's Day
Twilight Breaking Dawn

Youtube (New!):

Ellen Scare Montage
Ellen entire episode with Taylor Swift and Zac Efron
Sophiaa and Rosie Rolling in the Deep
Rush Hour 3 Carter Singing
Rush Hour 3 I is you, you is me.

Songs of the month:

Who The F is Gold Schlag.
Part of me. Katy Perry.
So Good. B.o.B
Marry Me. Bruno Mars
Murder of Excellence. Jay Z and Kanye West

Quotes of the Month.

"Life is like riding a bicycle; The only way to keep balanced is to move forward"
"Victory belongs to those who believe in it the most, those who believe in it the longest. We're gonna believe, gentlemen."
"Social networking kills relationships. Fact."
"No matter how dirty your past is, your future is spotless."
"You don't step in to love, you fall into love."

Rule of the Month.

#19 Follow your heart and your heart only.

Goals of the Month.

_ Pass the GMAT.

_Apply to Grad School.

_Find a job.

_Write more.

10.2.12

Techno >_9

There's something terribly wrong with the way the world works. I don't mean to be a pessimistic fool, but there's something we all worry about too much. I guess it is common these days to get lost in the translation of things just because the ability of technology exists. Remember twenty years ago when things like iPods and cell phones didn't exist. How to meet up people, you would have to call their house phones? In order to listen to music you had CD players or Walkman's.
And now, since the technology boom, we all are able to have multiple sources to play music, e-mail, text, and call individuals. Is it more convenient? Of course, who would disagree. Do we all need a little help some times? Yes, we do. But there needs to be a fine line between using the technology for our benefit, and overusing it for the attention. Although this whole paper is hypocritical (it's on this blog, a media outlet), the use of technology has blown dramatically out of proportion.
It's simply used too much. And by too much, it usually means for attention. Twitter, a status update of your mood, your thoughts, and your feelings. What's cool about it is other people can read your exact feeling and any given moment. What's not so cool, telling the whole world of contacts you have, even the ones you don't talk. Same thing with status's on Facebook. You can check in your exact location and your every step..Why? I guess documentation you were there. But if you think about it, you make it easier for stalkers to stalk you. Haha.
You know what I can't stand...And this may be hypocritical cause I do it all the time in class. Burying yourself in your cell phone to look at the latest clothing, technology, and news. Educational, yes it is. But seriously, talk to the people you are around rather than text them. What happened to the good ol' phone conversations with the power of the voice and emotion. Seriously, I've seen too many times, texting and tweeting give others the wrong idea. The context of a text is looked way too deeply or most likely taken the wrong way. I guess it helps if you want to flirt...But other then that, it's really destructing to our personalities.
I guess what I'm trying to say is..Even though we have all this technology at our disposal..Don't forget where you came from. It's okay to write hand written letters and send them via postage. Sure, it'll cost you a dollar..But you know what, it's more personal. I'd honestly rather receive a letter in the mail than a text message or a tweet. It's more meaningful and it's more heart-warming. Seriously, though...text messages are like group texts. You never know if the WSUP or Hii is really to you or some other fool. I'd add to this but it's time to stop writing...I haven't written in this blog thing for a while, so maybe i'll add more later.. But yeah, just remember what life was BEFORE the cell phone.

8.2.12

A little Late neverr hurts January!

Last months Thoughts of January 2012

Time flies faster with every year that you grow.
Fantasy NBA is kind of Effed because of the shortened season.
Fantasy NBA is effed cause I drafted Brooke Lopez and he's injured.
Vernon Davis was a beast against the Saints and Giants.
49ers back their entire team up.
School is back in session.
Girls are still Girls.

Music of the Month:

Tim Mcgraw's new album.
Motto. Drake and Weezy.
Breaks my Heart. Monica.
Make me Proud. Drake ft Nicki Minaj!

Tweets/Quotes of the month

"The older I get the more I have to leave behind, that's life."
"Come here, come here you little shit."
"You're Always so negative, 'she said."
"Never say I can, it only leaves doubt. Always say I believe, then there's only room for success."
"You can't change everything in one night, but one night can change everything."
"So I sit here divided, talking to myself. Was it something I did, was there somebody else."

Rule of the Month

#12 Never take anything for granted. Bitch!

Goals of the Month:

__ Stay ahead of the game.

__ Study for the GMAT

__ Find a job.

__ Make the ones close, happy =]

20.1.12

PAtrick Willis



ORDER a SHIRT today and You'll have it by THIS weekend ...Unless you're not from CA. haha

3.1.12

I never wanna wake up.

Tonight, the bath tub had a seat occupied for only one.
The circle feels up only to roll down from my cheek,
Just as the water washes away all from sin.
With only one thought on thy face, I am reminded of what was once mine for the taking.
You've been on my mind.

Whatever is written in the history books, whatever happened once before,
Is not a living field of sorrow and grief,
Only a mere of attitude and belief,
The reaction to the action, the reminder of thy instinct.
I grow fonder everyday.

The water becomes colder,
The river becomes smoother,
And the rain has stopped its whining.
Because actions sometimes don't speak at all.
Just like something's are never what they seem
 I lose myself In time just thinking of your face.

A Ghost whisper discreetly disguised as yours fills my soul like a simple melody.
The injured is healed by just one look of beauty and perfection.
God only knows why it's taken me so long to let my doubts go.
You're the only one that I want.

Troubled and confused,
Afraid to mess this one up
As I once did before
Poisons my every action, my every feeling.
I don't know why I'm scared, I've been hear before.
Every feeling every word, I've imagined it all.

Empty thoughts of only one,
Entire life had put into one highway,
You can't move backwards, only move forward like the constant movement of time.
And Every time it comes down to it, I only see your face.
I'll never know if I never try,
To forgive the  past and simply be mine.

I move forward, driving countless miles to unknown destinations
Only to think about all the stupidity I have jeopardized
All the wrong things you  made right
Except the only one to blame Is standing in the mirror.
I dare you to let me be,
Your one and only

One simple mistake, Is all it takes
To lose the one I care about, the girl I've always known.
To be on the brink of destruction,
Is just as it is to be on the line of success.
Like two free throws with the team down by one with time at nil.
Needed to prove your value to the team,
I promise I'm worth it to hold in your arms.

There's much I wanna say, yet there's only so many chances.
To prove i am the one who can walk that mile, until the end starts

Only suckas can kill a tank in one night,
Only I will live in regret
As only I will be the one who truly knows how I feel
If the chances of coincidence could speak , they spoke pretty loudly into my ears.

This isn't a dream and this isn't a mistake.
If I could prove to you how I feel, I wouldn't be here .
I don't know much. But I do know,
I really like what you've done to me, I can't really explain it, I'm just So into you.
And I'll always remember,
You couldve been anywhere in the world right then, but you decided to be there with me,
No coincidence, it was meant to be.

Only suckas can kill a tank in one night.
Only I live without
Shell.