CONFIDENCE, HONESTY AND THE QUEST TO KEEPING IT REAL

well i have no updated in a looooooooong time, not because i haven't had anything to write but simply because i have been feeling lazy and just "eh". i supposed its safe to say i've had my share of emo moments [ i truly believe that wont go away anytime soon, fuck ]

so lets see...a lot has happened since the last post, i turned 23 and i have a crazy ass kick ass barcrawl, i had a lot of naysayers salying nay, lol i had a lot of haters hating, but all in all my birthday barcrawl was a fucken success, it brought people together and created some freaking memories "all the crazy shit wedid tonight, those will always be the best memories" that pretty much sums it up, we were suppose to hit up 4 bars or 5 i cant recall, however i only remember the second one and by the 3rd one i was done...i puked so hard my nose started bleeding, now thats fucken metal right there. [ im at borders writing this and this lady just walked in with a freaking long ass purple fur coat, what the fuck did fucken kill grimace for that coat??? dont get me wrong purple is my favorite color but a freaking purple fur coat???? not even a light lavender type of purple noooo we're talking about full on barney fucked grimace and they had a baby and that baby was a furry ass coat, that kind of purple....man...these eastern european peoples they're nice people don't get me wrong but they have clothes like a fucken dickhead ] i got side tracked sorry lol anywho my bday was awesome, i was really getting worried as my birthday was approaching since its the first birthday in 6 years were i don't have a significant other, and its not because there arent any potential mrs.cool ass yoab, its just because i simply don't feel ready for that, i'm just being honest with myself and with the girls....and this leads me to the main topic of this entry, i guess you can call it main topic since i tend to talk about everything...so lets get started kids

lets start with the topic of girls, lets see, i like girls, i'm in love with girls, i think girls are all pretty in one way or the other, though i'm not gonna lie there are some pretty jacked up girls out there lol, but despite thinking a girl is cute and smart and pretty kick ass, i always, always, always find something wrong, either shes a lying ass triflin hoe, or she plays the good girl card but everyone knows shes been around the block a couple of times, now i'm not claiming i'm perfect, i've been a fucken douche bag, i've been the other guy, i've been on the bad side of the cheating girlfriend equation, all in all i've been all and been through it all, nobody is perfect and everybody has made mistakes, but if you DON'T LEARN from your mistakes than you my friend are a fucken idiot, i've learned what to do and what not to do and they've all been lessons learned the hard way, sometimes i wish i had a big bro who has fucked up and then tells me what to do, but im the oldest and hopefully my lil bro can learn to not do what i did. so my questions is, why can't girls just freaking be honest and keep it real? now i know people can be oblivious to things, because god knows i'm oblivious as shit and i have snoozed on girls that i really liked and fit perfectly but i guess i thought we were only friend? potatoe potato either way is, if you know a guy likes you and im sure its pretty easy to tell when a guy likes you, why not say "hey man i have a bf" or "hey man i kinda just wanna be friend" instead of stringing a guy along? [ btw this has not happened to me, i know when im being stringed along lol, but this happened to a really close friend of mine and i think its fucked up ] so girls out there please, please, please, just keep it real and if you like a nigga just fucken say it! chances are they like you too.

Honesty, now honesty is tricky because it can come and bite you in the fucken ass, i've learned that being honest is the best way to be, and sometimes i may be a little too blunt and honest but it saves me from having drama later and it saves you being misled and it saves both of us from wasting time playing games, if i like a girl i will tell her, because i know im easy to talk to and i get sucked into the shitty blackhole of the friends zone, and theres nothing shittier than being friends with someone you like or wanna bang [ lol ] and the whole "im scared our friendship will go away if we date" is utter bullshit, because if you have a friend who likes you and since he's your friend im assuming he knows all the shit you've done, good and bad, and if he still wants to be your friend than duh wtf? obviously something good is there, the best relationships are the ones that start as friendships, relationships that start right off the bat fail or are built on bullshit, then when you get to know the real person you ask yourself "why the fuck am i dating this person???" i know something similar has happened to me, i like this girl and started talking, then got to know her better and i saw she was a shitty ass person [ lol ] and i thanked myself for trying to be friends first than to go full on and started dating a crappy person.. but que sera, sera and both girls and guys alike will continue to be fucken stupid, its like we're genetically coded to be attracted to bitches and assholes, idk what it is, because im also a victim of that, but why is it that girls seem more interested when i act like an asshole than when i act like a nice guy? shit makes no sense, but then again i don't want a girl who wants to be treated like shit, sorry but no.

now on to the quest of keeping it real, something so SIMPLE yet people find it incredibly hard to do. keepin it real works this way...ready?.....all you have to do is.......KEEP IT FUCKEN REAL, that means be honest, don't play fucken games, say what you feel and what you want, because if you don't articulate your freaking thoughts than how do you expect people to know what the fuck you want? if everyone kept it real, the world would be a great place.....

man this sounds like and angry post lol i think i subconsciously need a gf ....haha...

sooo if you're single [ and i mean single, i don't want to find out 2 weeks later that you have a freaking boyfriend ] educated, can hold a conversation about everything ranging from the jersey shore, to the recent arsenic-biology finding, consider yourself cute [ confidence is the greatest turn on ] and you want to have an awesome and random date with me hit me up 312 -834 23 99

yoabeezy out

p.s. guys with no confidence in themselves are fucken pussies, if i had to choose one of my best traits, i'd have to say is my near arrogant self-confidence, i am my biggest fan, and yet my worst enemy, i don't care what anybody says about me, the only thing i care about is what i think about myself......and believe it or not, guys out there get threatened by it, specially when i'm FRIENDS with their gf's....im FRIENDS you're their BOYFRIEND stop being so fucken unsure about yourself and go get some fucken self-esteem....no one should feel sorry for themselves nor unsure, if you think you're the shit, guess what? you WILL be the shit, if you think your shit then guess what? yup you got it you WILL BE SHIT....

its all about confidence kids, confidence is the panty dropper, confidence is what gets you places, confidence is what makes people trust you and believe you, confidence wins, confidence is champ, confidence will make you or break you.

African shirt and the Favorite Tshirt idea

So i came up with this really cool idea...now i have no clue if its been done before but i doubt it, and this idea just popped out of nowhere really...i was in the shower listening to some house music and practicing my dance moves [[ if you have gonne out with me then you know i tend to dance ....a lot]] so while dancing i started thinking of what i'm gonna wear tonight, so i started going thru some of my favorite tshirts in my head [[ half of them no longer fit :( lol ]] so as i'm thinking and rinsing the suds off my sexy body i remembered that i traded my favorite dress shirt for an african dress shirt when i was in Ghana...and this is quite a short and funny story so ...lets begin..

It's some day in June i forgot what date, but Leroy brown the baddest man in town, badder than big blue sea, badder than you an me , came to visit us at our hotel in accra, Big Ben came with him and also beach nigga [[ yes thats his nickname...beach nigga...except pronounces beech neeggah lmfao more on dat story later lmao ]] and our favorite Francis the rapper...so i have my white w blue stripe shirt from american eagle...ive had dat shirt foreeeeeeever and i love it...its my fave...but francis was wearing this dress shirt that had fucken lions, elephants, rhynos and giraffes...like for fucken real?? like this kid is wearing this bad ass epic ass motherfucken shirt....now i HAD to have it....interrupting the circle and breaking the rotation and convo about acquiring a big ol brick of the sticky icky for 5 bucks that jimbo slice was having with beech neeggah..i said out lout "francis lets trade shirt yeah? like the footballers?" francis was super excited and immediately said yeah...so i took my shirt and we traded shirts and guys im serious about this...but i have never...ever...ever seen someone so happy wearing a shirt like that...i felt so happy that i was able to make this kid happy as hell and feel like a motherfucken pimp by simple giving him my shirt....he was modeling it and striking poses im telling ya...he rocking the shit outta that shirt...i put the shirt on but i looked like the hulk and i took it off out of fear of ripping it lol...now if you see the picture up top..thats francis and thats the shirt that i traded...

but.. the story doesnt end there...when they leave and we say our goodbyes and shed a couple of man tears...i go back to the room and i'm admiring the shirt...WHEN......I NOTICE THAT ITS NOT AN AFRICAN SHIRT.....IT'S A SHIRT FROM FREAKIN JC PENNEY...... LIKE FOR REAL???? I JUST TRADE MY FAVE/LUCKY SHIRT FOR A SHIRT THAT I THOUGHT WAS AFRICAN BUT ITS ACTUALLY FROM JC PENNEY??...fuuuuuuuuh! lol that was some shit im not gonna lie...but the fact that he was happy as hell made it all worth it...and now i have a bad ass shirt that i hope one day to wear...but this isnt what my post was supposed to be about...lol i just got lost in the story...WHAT MY POST IS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT IS...

IMAGINE....imagine this if you will, you have a favorite shirt...it may be an old ass raggedy shirt or a new shirt, whatever...its your favorite shirt and its your lucky shirt, you have gone thru hell and back with that shirt, you have slayed many a dragons with that shirt...shit you got ur first blowjob with that shirt...or.... gave your first blow job with that shirt..w.e lol the point is that this shirt means so much to you because of the stories and memories tied to it...shit i still have the shirt i wore the day i met my first ex...and my second ex.. lol i have everyyything...it may not fit but w.e lol....soo then imagine being able to give others the opportunity to create memories with your fave/lucky shirt.....someone half the world away from you...someone you have NEVER MET someone whose only connection to you would be the shirt and the stories you will be able to share cuz of the shirt....now here's my idea and it may be a stupid idea or one of those ideas that only sound cool to me but sound completely bat shit retarded to everyone else...but imagine a website were you create your profile and upload pictures of your favorite shirts and you can also browse other profiles and view other peoples shirts...read the stories associated with them, view pictures of people wearing that shirt and view the shirts history, for example lets say that my purple power rangers shirt stared here in chicago with me...and went to poland where piotr had some crazy nights at a rave, and then when to manolo in spain, and then to pierre in france...only to return to me after a few months..yeah the shirt might be all fucked up now BUT you gained 3 international friends....3 friends whom you can share stories about shit that happened while wearing ur shirt.....now call me crazy and retarded but i think thats pretty fucken awesome....and while i dont have the knowledge to create a website nor anything like that...i think i will start small...and imma send 3 of my fave/lucky shirts to random ppl in europe, imma attach a letter explain my plan and imma write my email and facebook username so that once they get it they take a picture and email it to me or post it on fb and tell me what they do....it sounds crazy i know......but crazy is good...now let me know what y'all think

Shrooms and Trannys

So today i feel like writing about the time i had to tell my mom i was tripping on shrooms..... lets read that sentence again and spend about a minute pondering about it............................. ok, now that i you've thought about all the ways that could have horribly that could've possibly gone let me tell you how it actually went.

it all started with my friend's bday, she wanted another friend and i to do shrooms with her, and well me being the adventurous crazy guy that i am i said "eh wth why not" *shrugs* so we each get a baggy w dried up shrooms and they dont really look like what i would imagine shrooms would look like i was picturing an actual mushroom lol kind of like in mario bros. LOL well anyhow we have this bag of twigs and whatever other shit shrooms are, some reese's buttercups and some orange juice because vitamin C is suppose to enhance the hallucinogenics so we start munching on them, actually i just devoured them, chugged some orange juice and waited....and waited.....and waited....and nothing so im thinking this shit is not working so we decided to watch a movie and we picked grandma's boy....so everything is ok...then when the part where he jerks off to the lara croft action figure comes on...the wall behind the tv starts waving like a flag...all the different colors on the tv start dividing and coming out the tv, the voices start becoming distorted......and i am freaking out lol...that shit was tooo awesome, the movie turned impossible to watch because well everyone sounded like the devil and the devil turns out to sound kinda creepy so we turn it off and play some music, i feel like i'm melting and everything starts turning blue and then pink and then black and then blue again but with a gradient to green i am totally tripping, it didnt help that my friends apartment was vividly colored with green walls and then yellow and red and blue and then when i had to pee omg i felt like i was floating i felt like i was just floating to the bathroom and when i get to the bathroom HOLY FUCK!! the tiles where yellow and white and the shower curtain was blue with polka dots except they werent polka dots they were yellow rubber ducky's as you can imagine i was completely freaking out...so i call my brother to come pick me up bc i am tweeking and did not want to be there, i hang up go to the couch and just relax....what feels like an hour passes by and i call my brother back and the conversation goes as follows:

Me - "dude what the fuck?? i've been waiting for like a fucken hour bro come get me seriously im freaking out and i dont wanna be here come get me"

lil bro - "dude chill im taking a piss i'll leave right now"

Me- "WTF?? i called you like a fucken hour ago man!! shit!"

lil bro - "wtf? dude you just called me you called me like a minute ago"

Me - *check phone for the time* "holy fuck ur right? gaaaawwwddd daaayyuuuummm fuck bro lol im tweaking balls man come get me lol"

lil bro -"lol ok"

so i wait another 5 hours...which in real non tweak time is 30 minutes and he comes and gets me and i am struuuuggggllling to get in the car...so once i get in the car music feels awesome and the commercials are tripping me out lol so then i see ppl get off the bus and idk why well actually it was bc i was tripping but i thought that something huge was going on like i felt as if ppl were running from something but nah it was just ppl getting out the bus lol so finally we get home and i tell my brother that i'm just going to tell my mom that i'm tripping on shrooms bc i was seriously tripping on shrooms and i couldnt hide it and then if i did try and hide it i would've been struggling and i woulda been tripping even more bc i would have been asking myself :

"mmmh i wonder if my mom suspects that i'm trippin on shroom? oh fuck i think she does...oh no ! oh no! oh no! oh no!! aaaaaaaahhhh!!!" so i did not want that to happen...so i walk in ...go to the kitchen chug a bottle of water...start laughing bc the water sounded funny...sit in the couch and start laughing at my little 3yr old brother lol but i was laughing and tweaking bc he was talking in his random ass made up english or w.e the fuck he speaks so i didn't know if he was in fact talking like that or if it was me tripping so hard dat i couldnt understand him lol so i ask my mom in spanish:

me - "mom...is ummm....joshua just speaking in tongues? or ....is umm...is it....just umm...me?"

mom - "wth? lol no dats how he talks are you ok?"

me - " mom...uh..i gotta tell you something, but dont get mad ok?"

mom - gives me nothing but a strange look

me - "ok mom...umm...i uh..i ate mushrooms...but not like portobello mushrooms...but like the ones dat make you see shit"

mom - "oh my god! why?? what if you get a heart attack?? where did you get them? imma take you to the hospital! give me the name of who gave them to you!"

me - " man see what the shit! i tell you something im honest with you and you trying to take me to the hospital and shit? nah man and no im not gonna get a heart attack lol wth why would i get that?? lol that makes no sense!"

mom - "oh yeah ur right...lol well idk...ok well lets calm down"

me - "mom just chill out man you're freaking me out, just let me be lol and i'll be good"

mom "ay ok..."

*FIVE MINUTES LATER*

mom - "so....what do you see? do see colors? do you see like little guys? or what? can u understand me?"

me - "umm right now everything is blue even you and i feel really calm...and no no little guys but joshua is freaking me out with his little made up language it scares me lol"

mom - " so no little guys? why not?"

me - "mom wth? what little guys? like goblins? no i dont see goblins why would i ?"

mom - "oh....idk....so no little guys then?"

me - "mom wtf ?? no no little guys wth stop asking that its scary what if i see one and then he attacks me?"

mom - "oh ok....so how do you feel? and is everything still blue or what color now? how about green is stuff green?"

me - " i feel really happy right now and nah everything is pink and orange now"

mom - "oh...so no green?"

me - " mom no"

mom - "oh ok....so is it gone? are u still feeling crazy?"

me " mom it last like 8 hours and yeah"

mom - "8 hours??? omg what if you stay crazy like that? you're already crazy as it is! your gonna be one of those crazy scientist that live with cats"

me -"mom i gotta go you're tripping me out with ur little guys and i think ur high"

so at this moment im walking away and she threw a shoe at me cuz i said that she was high and it nailed me in the forehead but i swear to god that i saw dat shit coming like matrix style why did i not evade it in a badass way i have no clue but it was cool. so i go to my room and change bc my homie G was gonna pick me up to go to lalos and i put on sunglasses a white shirt plaid shorts and a scarf and i thought i looked cool till i saw myself in the mirror and i looked like freaking mix of hobo w johnny depp so i decided to wear a polo and jeans lol

needless to say i was tripping for another hour or so.... so that my shroom story lol

now on to tranny's

ok so last week at this bar there was this asian girl with a bad ass body and big ol titties...except.....shes a dude....LOL now hold on hold on hold on hold on before you go on and call me gay for saying a dude has a bad ass body and big ol titties you have to take into consideration that said "dude" looks like a chick and well could in fact be a chick....if he didnt have a penis lol but then this opens up another question....if lets say you see a chick and she looks fine as hell and you think shes fine but then you learn shes a dude.....like did you just think a dude is fine as hell and now ur gay? or and stay with me on this one...did you think the "girl" was fine but then its not a girl so then wtf? see it gets confusing as fuck, so anyhow this asian girldude was eye fucking the shit out of me like seriously she like gave me a bj w her eyes so i was like umm wtf??...now bear in mind that i was waaaaaaaaaasteeeeeedddd but i was w my bros and they were soberish lol but man can you imagine if i was alone? cuz i thought this asian girl was in fact a girl till they said she was a dude...now there is no way to be certain except one LOL but man oh man...if it werent for my bros i would have probably fallen victim to the trap lol which brings up the questions bc i have seen said girl go home with different guys b4 so we know shes getting laid all the time lol so what percentage of guys do you think actually back off once they see that the happy meal they thought they had acquired comes with a toy LOL i mean by that time you already made out w her and she probably played with ur skinflute lol so then when u about to go downtown you notice that "oh hey whats this weiner doing here? oh shit...ur a dude???? ooooaaaaaahhhhhh noooooooooh" lol i mean the guy is drunk, horny and up till a second a go thought he was about to bang this asian sensation lol so i think that no guy actually back off i think they go like "well fuck it might as well, i'll just make sure to never ever ever go to that club ever again" lol but yeah this a crazy topic bc i was reading online about thailand having a tranny beauty pageant and let me tell you that these trannys made some of the girls at my school look like walruses lol

so heres my thought of the day "trannys are like happy meals, except you may not get the toy you wanted to play with" LOL

p.s.s the girl in the picture is a dude

KARAOKE

so as some of you may know i loooove karaoke, and in this post i'm going to merge my two karaoke outings one with my pledge dad victor and some lovely uic ladies, bere, diana, val, and marcy. so we go to faith and whiskey cuz i heard the had dollar beers and live band karaoke, so heeeellll yeaaah....so on the drive there my car starts smoking up all crazy i pull over and realize that my radiator hose is cracked so its spewing out all the coolant, seriously my car looked like it was on fire fiiiiirrrrreeeee. so of course instead of going home and letting it ruin my night i decide to not worry about it go have fun and fix it afterwards, they kept asking if it was gonna be ok,and i just replied "idk, but it'll be fine, everything always turns out fine" so we got drunk and i decided to go and sing my little heart out ..the song of choice was your love by the outfield the song is such a classic and i just idk love it lol ..i don't wanna lose your love toniiiiiiiiiiight, whooooooaaah i just wanna use your love toniiiiiiiiight.

so im drunk and rocking out and i felt like a freaking rockstar bc well duh its live band karaoke so obviously there's people playing instruments and im just rocking out, so i believe i was the last one to go up and sing so we left soon after that and it was funny bc papa vic was surprised i went up there and sang he along with the other said that they would never go up there and sing, and they gave me props for it lol but to me its nothing really, i enjoy the song the music the atmosphere and just going up there and not giving a fuck, we only live once so we have to try everything, not be scared of what people think and just let lose, at the end of the day you gain a new experience and now you know you are capable of a lot of things lol

the second karaoke outing was with vicky, giselle, and sexy sandra lol, we went to clarkes same deal they had live band karaoke, we were just talkin chilling when outta nowhere JAYZILLA comes and starts hitting on vicky and she used her sexy ways to get all of us drinks and shots lol so VICKY my hat off to you! lol ALSO theres a video of me doing karoke on my facebook lol so its pretty awesome....also i cant remember what else to write about since this happened about 2 weeks ago i've just been getting really fucken lazy lol but man i've just been going out waaaaay to much lol...but i shall write about the random shit again pretty soon lol

Mayor Daley, Pakistan, Brazil and Salsa

so this was a RANDOM ass tuesday...on monday i get a call from juan carlos and the conversation went like this:

ring ring ring.. me hello? oh hey juan carlos whats up?

juan carlos - hey bro do you have a suit?

me- umm no..but i could get one why?

juan carlos - want to go to this event at the chicago cultural center? mayor daley is gonna be there but you need a suit

me - yeah fuck it why not, i'll get one what time should i be at your place

juan carlos - be here at 4

me - aiite hoe i'll see u

hang up

so this was monday...and i forgot what i did that monday i think i went out but i cannot remember where i went nor with who...fuck ..this is what happens when i wait about a week to freaking write...i forget shit, and i lost my lil notebook were i write stuff so that i don't forget and i have not replaced it (obviously if i cant remember what i did monday right? duh..) so tuesday comes and im supposed to be at JC's house at 4pm and i wake up and its 3pm!!! fuuuuuuucccckkkkk!!! i still needed to get a jacket lol cuz i dont have one...so idk what to do and im freaking out and i hate buying shit in a rush bc i will drop major cash on something stupid...last time i did this...i ended up paying $120 for a tie....the dude at the store said i looked good and i always trust a gay man's opinion, cuz a girl will say anything to make the sale but not a gay man, he will tell it like is...so anywho i wake up at 3 pm and i am freaking out ... luckily my dad had bought a jacket and it didn't fit him nor my younger brother...and they are both taller and bigger than me so i try it on and hell yeah it fits!! lol

so i go pick up JC and we get to the Chicago Cultural Center we check in at sit down, the food is fucken amazing i loooove food. then we go to take a picture with the mayor he shakes JC's hand and asks his name small talk...he asks my name i say yoab and i go to shake his hand then he just puts his arm around me and says "heres yoab a sharp dressed young man" and we take a pic lol then the pakistani consul general sayd he likes my tie lol its completely freaking random. after that we go to millenium park and take pictures cuz you know we're looking all good and shit.

after that we went to barra n got some awesome empanadas and drank...we were already buzzed cuz we drank tequila on the way there lol , barra n was pretty chill i loved the atmosphere the crowd is older and cultured, the live band was playing brazilian music and it made me feel like i was at the beach in some tropical place it was awesome...the girls were hot in there i think i only saw one ugly one but after a few drinks she started looking good, not good for me lol JC's friend was this old dude but he was cool as hell i think he was argentinian or idk but he had that old south american man pimp swag, and he was older than my dad lol after a while we met JC's friend and she is fiiiiiiiiiiinnnneeeee as fuuuuuuccckkk shes prob like 33 or so but i don't give a fuck she can get it everyday and twice on sundaaaaaaay. so we head to Alhambra palace for salsa tuesdays, we get there and get some strong ass long island ice teas courtesy of Eduardo the bartender, for freeeeeeee....so obviously i don't know how to dance for shit like i don't and juan carlos is a pro and this fucken guy had a line of girls waiting to dance with him...like wtf?? who has a line of hot ass girl waiting to dance with him??? JC does thats who....so after like 30 minutes of being juan carlos' freaking cup holder abdel comes and we drink some more and talk, we had some good ass conversations and what not, so they close and we're fucken drunk all 3 of us...abdel and i start play fighting and this old lady keeps telling him to throw me in the puddle of water lol this old as lady is yelling in spanish for me to get thrown in the water! "no no agua!" i yell back lol that old lady was nuts so anyway...we get to my car and idk why i even drove bc i don't remember dropping jc off nor me getting home...all i know is that when i came home there was a big ass orange traffic cone inside my car...yeah.....

lol

but what can i say i love my life, my friends, and my random ass adventures. if you ever hang out with me you know that we're bound to have a random ass adventure

TB WEDDING

so yesterday was my ADOP's wedding...and dudes and ladies the wedding made me feel all emotional and happy lol it was a beautiful ceremony..and it was funny as hell cuz the audience ...is that what the people at the church are called? audience? churchees? churchgoers? well w.e fuck it..the ppl at the church were mostly latino ...the priest was chinese and looked like the asian dude from the hang over "you wanna fuck on me!! you wanna fuck on me!!" lol and the altar boys were these 2 black kids lol this was some multicultural church shit right here lol

so the wedding was really fancy, and it was just really idk really amazing. i had a blast hanging out with my alumni, even all they did was try to roast me and shit...but we all know it was just bc they were hating that i had a hot ass fucken date lol so needless to say i got super smashed at the wedding...open bar! who doesnt get drunk with open bar...so one of my chapter brother's was really adamant about trying to be mr big-shot and impress the girls so i stayed quiet something i RARELY do...and when the time was perfect i unleashed the A-bomb and shot his ass down with one sentence, the rest of the guys were just like "daaaaaaaaaaayum its like that??? lil yoab shot u down like that??? you aint got nothing to say???" i just did a little kanye shrug like it aint shit and just said "can't fuck with me man im to great" hahaha seriously i am so full of myself i sometimes can't even believe it ....but fuck it, if i'm not my biggest fan than who the hell is? lol

so the wedding made me feel a little emotional, but in a good way. i used to be all against marriage and love and all that shit, but in reality, marriage is a beautiful thing.

or maybe i just liked the wedding lol...but i want to get married just so i can have a wedding, cuz lemme tell ya i would get doooooown on my wedding and i'm still going to wear a damn suit of armor to my wedding imma make that shit freaking epic...

all in all this post is just about the wedding and the awesome time i had with my chapter brothers

HIPSTERS, MARGARITAS, AND THE RETURN OF MY BED AKA THE BEST NIGHT

This was truly a random yoab-like adventure, and it all started with random text messages and talks about the drink of choice of many young sexy ladies, i am talking about a margarita if you don't know what a margarita is do yourself a favor and get your fatass off your couch and head to your local mexican grill place and order one...and even though they look very gay they are also very delicious...damn..i want one now...i think imma go get one actually...perhaps...

so anywho the original plan was to get margaritas at Caesar's and pretty much get wasted and rage...cuz you know thats what happens when margaritas are consumed ...people rage...so then as im driving i get two text messages at the same time asking me to pick them up...so i know they planned dat shit ...so anywho i pick up my homie bere first and then i pick up the CBB. so we go to some wing place in the south side idk what it was called so lets call it south-side wing place......so on the way to the south-side wing place we're just chit chatting about random shit and whatnot and then im parking and as i'm parking the dude infront of me asked me if i was chinese? ...so i reply "nah dude im mexican" i honestly don't know why he would think i was chinese cuz i think im the least chinese looking person but i was asked if i was chinese nonetheless.

after confirming my un-chineseness we sat outside and got some drinks...i didn't eat cuz i had just stuffed myself with tacos at home but the girls devoured some wings lol i had 3 cold ass guinness drafts...my fave beer mmmh guinness CBB had like 10 vodka lemonades and bere had some miller lites and then we ordered a pitcher...so then i check fb and i noticed that the CBB BLATANTLY left me out of the status which said"im on a date with bere" so i commented..umm...im here too you fucken assholes...i was gonna buy a round of shots" so then after talking about how the CBB is a douchebag for doing that we started talking about photobooths and how i've never been in a photobooth...ive been at the one at chuck e. cheese but that doesnt count....i have never taken one with a girl or friends or w.e so bere mentioned that Skylark had a photobooth so we decided to go there...i referred to it as the birdbar bc i forgot the name of it ..all i know is that the name had an avian connection...just didn't know which bird...so we get there and holy fuck its like hipster mecca...im talking about full on ironic beards, v-necks, the works...it was only a matter of minutes before the CBB mentions that i look like a hipster and to my demise..it was true...i fit right in and i looked just like them....except i didnt have a v-neck but i love v-necks...so the girls wanted shots and the shot of choice was the all douchebaggy jagger bomb...i knew ordering that at the hipster bar was gonna go bad but i did it anyway fuck it why not....so the conversation goes like this...oh btw there was a dude reading his fucking sound acoustics book at the bar while eating fucken tater-tots....really? wow...

so the ordering of the shots went like this: me - pardon me Mr. mixologist, but would you be kind enough to prepare 3 bombs of jagger for my friends and i?

him -".......we.....don't..do THOSE here"

me - "fuck i knew it...oh well..lemme get 3 shots of jameson"

him - "will do kind sir, thank you for keeping the hipster way at this establishment"

me -"yeah yeah yeah...ok"

so we down those big ass shots and they were big ass fuck...so we ordered chasers first bc CBB was being a baby..so gin and tonic for them and alpha king for me...we take the shots and drink our dranks...and at this moment we are fucken gone already.....i forgot to mention that there was a live "band" playing...and i say band because honestly these guys sucked fucken big foots dick...im all for live music but honestly that shit sucked so much...it sounded like kskdfnsdkfhs98dfsklfns!! sdklfsdifnkndf!!! just like that....it was free form..so everyone was just improvising their parts they had a cello player..this motherfucker was not playing shit lol he was just moving his head like he was having an acid trip and honestly their music sounded like i was tripping on shrooms...so then they had a keyboard guy a guitar guy and a drummer...the drummer was ok...but the main dude was the keyboard dude...he was using every effect that his 1980's korg synthesizer had...like for real...so as time passed and we got even more drunk..we realized that the music was getting better lol so we talked about a lot of things i caught up with bere..and shes doing awesome things and shes moving to springfield for a job which is awesome...i told her about how im doing random ass things and taking random ass classes like fencing lol and dat life is really good right now..so we're about to leave and the make me chug their drinks...i chugged my alpha king...bere's newcastle? or something i forgot and CBB's gin and tonic....let me just stop here and say that, that was the dumbest shit they couldve done bc wtf? im the driver!! lol so as we are leaving i remember that the only reason we went there was bc of the photobooth...so we go back and realize that the photobooth is right behind the cello guy...being the non hipster assholes that we are we just waltzed right in and the cello guy was like "we're done in 10 minutes you guys cant wait? fucken assholes" so we get to the photobooth and it doesnt fucken work lol..we got treated...so the girls leave the booth and i go last and the guy says "fucked asshole" so i say"man fuck you dude your music is fucken shitty as fuck anyway...fuck u" so we leave ....we walked with bere to her place and im not gonna lie it was farther than i thought lol so on the walk back CBB and i are stumbling..so we get to my car and i drop her off and then i start driving to my house i stop at white castle fall asleep on the drive thru...spill BBQ sauce on my white shirt and get a text from the CBB to pick her up bc she doesnt wanna be home...thinking its something bad. i drive AAALLL the way from the northside to the southside ....just to call and find out the phone is dead...so i drive back home...i honestly dont remember driving back at all...i just remember waking up in my couch...that was an awesome monday night but i woke up with the shittiest hang over in a while

tuesday i dont think i did shit i cant remember so lets skip to wednesday

wednesday was our margarita night, and i had been looking forward to it all day lol so i was texting the most interesting man in the world's son, bere, kels, other girls and the CBB...

so nobody is fucken replying and im getting all pissed and shit...i had a job interview and well the interview went amazing. honestly, i'm the shit when it comes to interviews i'm amazing at selling myself to the employer lol ..after having some questions about work and impressing them with my repertoire and skills and whatnot they said "O M G...you seriously are too awesome to not hire" and i replied "aiite ..get off my nuts" lol jk that convo did not happen but i seriously felt like that's what it was happening..so after my interview i go and get a haircut and i got a mullet lol...yes i got a mullet ...so then i go to my bro's crib bought some brews and i beat him 7-0 however he will not admit his defeat and since he's really good no one believes that i beat him...but i swear to the flying spaghetti monster that i did in fact beat that fat motherfucker at FIFA 10 ..... so after my plans fell through i was pretty upset and bored, we were watching the MLS all-star VS Manchester United game...it was chicharito's first game with ManU and all the mexicans were excited lol so i fell asleep watching the game and then the CBB called me and said that she was down to go and needed to drink so i picked up kels and we head to lalos and start downing margaritas...i got pretty tipsy and i was looking all good with my mullet and my black slacks and my red tucked in polo lol i looked like i had just stepped out of my job at the office....btw i don't have a job therefore i don't work in an office. so after being drunk and whatnot i met this girls wendy, and she is cute as hell, has the cutest smile, the cutest voice, the cutest lil face, and play with her hair ...cute..lol so me having my drunken dancing skills i decide to dance with her ...so we're getting down to bachata and im not gonna lie but i was snapping i was doing turns spinning like a motherfucken top and wendy thought i was a great dancer so fuck motherfucken yeah lol so as we're dancing i noticed that these older ladies are eye fucking the shit outta me, so i tell wendy and she looks and confirms the fact that the old ladies are indeed eye fucking me lol so after everything the CBB, kels and wendy decide to go to evil olive but they all fell asleep except wendy so i dropped everyone off except wendy lol and we went back to my place..and just cuddled... i know you're expecting some crazy porno sex but ...we cuddled.....and wendy is the best freaken cuddle buddy....point of information here...but i had not slept in my own bed for like idk..5 months or so...or however long its been...but...i went to my bed and it was so freaking comfortable...and all thanks to wendy ...so we wake up and i take her home ...and we've been talking and hanging out since...and imma clean my room lol so that wendy comes over more lol....

road trip to san antonio, new old friend, reality

A lot happened since the last post, most of it good, actually all of it good but just different kinds of good i guess ...here is a hint...i got kind of emo lol... lets start with the beginning ...*magical sounds*

so my JC and i needed to figure out a way to get to our fraternity's national convention in San Antonio, Texas, mind you we are in Chicago..so its quite a drive...so in the grand total of 2 days we set the whole trip. luckily for us the lovely women of SLG from UIC, who also had their convention in San Antonio needed a way there. so we decided to drive together, and since we did not have a room we stayed with them. so you may or may not know JC but let me tell you , he is the coolest guy you'll ever meet, if the dos equis most interesting man in the world and the black dude from the old spice commercials fornicated and created a baby...JC would be that baby...except he'd be a 31 yr old dancing dude, he is the chuck norris of dance. so we pick up the rental car, we got a 2010 gold challenger, then we picked up my bags, then kelly, and the marcy, she made us PB&J sammiches and even had cherries and granola bars the works...she hooked it up...*if u reading this ...ur awesome*

so a little back story here i've known marcy for like idk 4 years? but she's always kind of not liked me or something lol she always cockblocks me lol...she is my personal cockblock. so the trip started with awesome music courtesy of my awesome ipod...we stopped at burgerking to eat...and i had not had a whopper in probably over 6 months, so i had forgotten how huge they were...needless to say i was the last one to finish eating..then again JC is like a food Vacuum cleaner, and kelly and marcy ordered little tiny baby hamburgers.

JC took the first driving shift and he was driving like a grandma...so then i took over cuz i was bored as balls and we were making horrible timing lol after i took over and drove for about 8 hours we had cut our time by 5 hours.....*quick note here ...i dont feel like this post is funny at all ...yet lol * so we stopped in some shit ass gas station in some hick ass state and i swear to baby jesus that shit was swarming with fucken bugs...it was musty as fuck and bugs were everywhere...i got out of the car and a fucken bug got inside my fucken eye!!! ...yes...a bug got inside my eye...i was freaking out bc i had just watched this special about parasites and this one lady had this long ass parasite worm in her eye and it was fucken disgusting ....so while marcy is pumping gas she is freaking out about the bugs and yelling at me to pump the gas....all while im jamming the long thingie on my glasses inside my eye so i can scoop the bug out!....i eventually go the shitty gas station's bathroom and fish the bug out....now im feeling better but im starving...i see they have food and what appears to be fried catfish...so i ask the lady if that was fish and she says "yup you can have it all if you want" free food? fuck yeah im down...so i say "yeah, thanks!" and she gives me a big 'ol box of fried fish...so far this trip is fucken awesome...free food is always awesome...

so we stopped at willie's place and nobody knew who the fuck willie nelson is, like for real?? how do u not know who willie nelson is?? anywho...

so marcy gets to drive the remaining 30 minutes but she also blows dolphin dick at driving and turns those 30 mins into prob like an hour...so we finally get to San Antonio and get the hotel room, we decide to go to the mall buy a beer bong get liquor and start partying it up....lemme tell ya...dat first day we got fucken trashed!! my way of saying hello was shoving a plastic tube in ur mouth and making u chug a beer lol so the whole time...marcy and i are just arguing...about everything and anything...like seriously just fucken fighting...i swear i felt like i was back in a relationship...pointless fight after pointless fight lol but it was all bc idk i guess she hates that she likes me lol story of my life lol

so instead of writing about the whole weekend im just going to summarize the weekend...

• drunjk
• drunk
• dnrfeunk
• drnunkere
• bonding with new old friends

and let me explain about the new old friend thing here, and its because there was a certain friend whom i guess we've always been kind of "eh" to each other and its all because of the ghost of the past, and it really upset me when i found out that if the ghost found out we're friends, the ghost would stop being friends with the new old friend....fucked up but i guess thats life...and i still love the ghost...yeah yeah yeah shut up....so anywho the new old friend is waaaaaay to similar to me...in ways that are really creepy actually, its one of those things were everything just kind of feels normal so its weird? well its that...i was really glad we had a real conversation and the friend got to see me for who i am and for what it was thought i was or what people had made me out to be...and the lesson to be learned here boys and girls is never judge a person by what you've heard about them, nor what their reputation is or w.e....get to know them, and see for yourself, actually have a conversation with them, ask questions, ask why people say what they say about them, and give them a chance to show you who they are. never judge a person...

towards the end of this trip i realized i had gained a small family...a small group that created memories with me, that were there to party with my crazy ass and who we got to bond. so to my San Antonio roadtrip crew...i love you guys....

now back to reality and this is where imma get a little emo so you can stop reading if you want lol

imma keep this short and sweet and just say that seeing pictures of the past, of what used to be, only reminds me of how things were, of how naive and stupid we both were, and how naive and stupid we might still be, we only live once to let stupid little grudges keep us between the people that made a difference in our lives, because ask yourself this question. If the one person who loves you more than anyone died tonight, how would you feel knowing you could have made them happy by just talking to them?....giving them a chance?.....maybe this questions is a portrayal of what i actually feel inside...the anger, feeling powerless, feeling betrayed and what not....and tho i will admit i am still pretty sore and angry....life goes on. so forgive and forget, and like somebody told me "people are not who you thought they were, sometimes we dont see it because we're so busy trying to make them into what we think they are, what we thought they were" and even though i want that person to be the perfect person i thought she was....the reality is....that she isnt.....nobody is......its what makes us human, its what makes us love someone....we don't love their perfection...its simply what we notice...the fact is...that we fall in love with the imperfections, we fall in love with the idea, it blinds us and deprives us from reality......so wake up people and realize that life is too short .....

god that was fucken emo....

Mohawk, unique name, girl of my dreams, and Poland

This is going to be a bit of a rant, and i believe i have every right to do so because i have had the same haircut for probably 8 years now, and before you go on and think "oh well its because you're a kid and you have a douchebag non-professional haircut" let me stop you and say Fuck You. its not that i only like my fauxhawk, though i'll admit that nobody can rock it like me, i look fucken good and you know it lol but i have seriously tried every haircut and i look freaking ridiculous, i had braids once [ don't ask ] i shaved my head once too, i had a bowl cut LOL i had everything, and the only thing that works is my lil fauxhawk, and i think every girl that i've dated will agree on one thing, and its not that i was a dickhead it will be that i have awesome hair. How is this a rant you ask? why does it seem like i'm just blabbing on and on about my hair in an egotistical manner? well let me tell you my furry friend, its because every freaking hispanic guy has my hair cut out of nowhere!! i even let a little rat tail thingy and they do that too!!!!!

and this always happens!! the fauxhawk fad will come and go, its like a fucken season, like they all say "hey guys its fauxhawk season again everybody get that haircut" fuck man, i have this hair for a reason! because well...actually two reasons!

1. nothing else works for me
2. i don't want to be like every fucken latino and have a fade. fuck fades

so with every other douchebag having my hair cut it freaking renders my second reason obsolete!! wtf???

alright thats it, now on to having a unique name:

Having a unique name is awesome and it's a great conversation starter, HOWEVER, whenever you hear someone talk about a YOAB there is a 99% chance that they are talking about me. No i'm not being full of myself or anything like that but its just the reality, seriously how many Yoab's do you know? chances are i'm the only one you know or if you don't know me and you're a stranger who just happened to stumble upon my blog, chances still are that this is the first time you hear of a guy named Yoab. so let me tell you how i decided to write about this; i'm in school and im in line at the coffee shop trying to get some iced coffee, so its my turn to order and they don't have ice...so i have to wait for the coffee guy to go get ice. so i'm waiting for the dude to get ice, and there are these two girls there and they're just talking about whatever it is girls talk about, judging by their appearance i'm going to assume they were talking about the world crisis and the oil spill....NOT....they were fucken talkin about the Kardashians...seriously? wow...

so then i decide to just put on my ipod to prevent my IQ going down a few points. then the coffee dude comes with the ice and he says something, of course i can't hear him because i have the Beatles playing (ha! how stereotypical!) so anywho i take off my headphones and then i hear one of the girls say "...yeah she was dating some dude named Yoab she said he goes here..." W T F?? I didn't know if i should've said "hi my name is yoab and i believe im the only yoab in this school" but i didn't i just grabbed my iced coffee and walked away, then i started thinking about it, having a unique name fucken sucks! what if like idk i do something bad and my name is out there and then whenever i meet someone they'll be like "oh shit you're that guy that did that one bad thing!" and i'll say "no im not.....yeah ..i am ..fuck" its not cool! why couldn't my parents have named me jose, juan or jesus lol like every other mexican ??

point of the story is that having a unique name will definitely get my name out there...good or bad

So i had a dream that i was dating this girl and she was soooooo freaking nice and beautiful, like seriously the most beautiful girl i have ever seen or dated ..in my dreams...

she had tan skin, green eyes, wavy hair but she had bangs, she had little skinny spaghetti arms lol and she was petite, she kinda looked like Thandie Newton aka girl from run fatboy run... if you know anyone who looks like her or kinda reminds you of her please give her my number 773-787-6251 ...i'm in love with her....fuck you zooey deschanel you are no longer my crush

also i'm doing study abroad again ...in poland...yoab in poland next spring...fucken epic

ghost from the past and random bbq

4th of july was well, not the best 4th of july ever. i had to treat my father like a damn kid who cant handle his alcohol and emotions, got kicked out my own damn house, decided to go for a drive and i see a ghost from the past drive next to me.

great....now something else to think about but...thats it lol the ghost from the past just drive and drove away so i really don't have anything cool to say about that, wish i did but oh well

so lets see what else has happened i really can't remember what i did and i lost my leettle notebook in which i jot down funny stuff that happens or just random shit so i don't forget about it..but...i lost it so everything i wrote is lost and now i can't remember what to write about so i'm writing about not remembering what to write about, ironic how that works out lol

';k,op;/ <

ok so lets just jump forward to friday, so friday i hung out with one of my super close friends/ my life coach Ali V, honestly, i don't know what i would've done without her support during The Great Depression ...and yes i'm calling my post-break up times the great depression. she was there for me through it all, she was nice when she had to and sometimes she would straight up treat my ass with cold and harsh honesty and for that i say thanks. so we met up and went to a BBQ ended up meeting a real cool couple, talked about traveling all in all i was a different me, i was talking to strangers like i knew them, even played many rounds of flippy cup lol so at the BBQ i saw friends from high school that i had not seen since 2005 and i saw one of my fraternity brother's GF...i'm tellin ya guys i always seem to encounter people i know in the most random places, it truly is a small world. so then we go to a bar after the BBQ for a bday and at the bar i saw more people that i knew. also my bro's gf had her friend with her and she was cute, so i used my pretty boy swag and got her number [lol].....more and more i am starting to really enjoy the single life, and no that does not mean i'm being a hoe bc i haven't done anything with anyone, but just meeting new people and making new friends is awesome, and i think that everyone should be more friendly, the more people you meet the more life experiences you will have, you don't want to be that one sheltered individual who only knows one scene. expand your horizons people seek new adventures, and even if you end up having a shitty ass experience at least you had an experience and you learned something new. i learned that i like dog soup and rat skewers in ghana...so lol there u go!

on saturday july 10th we had our annual Block Party, and it was actually fun this time, i was chilling with family and friends, drinking, eating. i met some of the neighbors and some are cool and some are just plain douchebags.

i went to pick up ratatouille and when i came back my uncle, aunt, and cousins where there i hadn't seen my cousin hector in like 3 years so that was good. we talk since we had to catch up, they were all shocked i was single, and then i had to re-tell the story which i'm sick of repeating so i just say "eh, it happened for a reason and i'm happier now" then G-unit came with Rob, we had some beers and some food, my brother was there with his gf, his 2 friends jason and gabriel (my frat bros lil brother) and his gf's cousin....who i'm not gonna lie is pretty freaking hot but shes barely 18 LOL ...don't judge me

after the BBQ we decided to head to wrigleyville with G-unit and rob. there were a shitload of people i knew there and some that i didnt know but apparently they knew me. it was a barcrawl hosted by a fraternity that my fraternity is know to fight with, its really stupid really and i have no clue what thats about, a lot of my friends are in it so i don't care. so while waiting in line to get in to red ivy i think some dude was all like "well all i'm saying is dat this beta is here" and i had no clue who he was or how he know i was a beta and then he was like "you graduated from lane in 05 right?" that was just kind of creepy. i mean i literally have never seen this dude in my life but he was well informed when it came to me. so i said "wow dude you really know my shit, high five" but he didn't high five me. :(

so once inside i saw a lot of peeps i know we were all pretty hammered so i can't even remember half the things that were said. but all in all it was a great even and i tip my hat to the OD guys, specially from Z chapter. [ see? no hate ] so then i saw one of my oldest friends who i consider family but she was drunk and pretty much ignored me and when i talked to her her bf got all stupid and try to start a fight. i'm not one to walk away from a fight specially when its about something so FUCKING STUPID but i walked away this time just because it was her bf. i have to admit tho i am pretty disappointed but oh well.

the great highlight of the night though was having a real conversation, a serious conversation with one of my friends whom i used to have a crush on, and by talking i learned that she had a crush on me too but i never made a move on her, i guess being a friend is good but apparently you have make a move lol but i am super oblivious when it comes to this, i can never tell when a girl is into me or anything , i'm super oblivious to the obvious signs, so if you are reading this and you have a crush on me or something...TELL ME! bc i am NOT psychic so i cant read your mind

so yeah that was that

also i learned that the ghost from the past's bf supposedly treats her like crap, and though i still care for the ghosr and i believe that no1 should be treated like crap, i also believe that everyone needs to learn everything by themselves and not have someone try to open their eyes for them... because and trust me on this one you will never be able to change a person, unless that person wants to change for themselves. anyway, theres no way to even know if thats true or if its just hearsay, all i know is the ghost happy so thats good.

also on another note, i've recently started talking to someone after not talking to her for idk a year or so? and i have to admit, i'm really starting to like her, she's mature yet still a child at heart, she has a sense of the world and doesnt bs around. i think she might like me but i have no clue, and i also don't want to blow it by telling her i have a crush on her and then just making things awkward lol...despite popular belief about me being some kind of don juan, i'm really not lol idk how to "flirt" or anything, i just act like myself and well myself is pretty freaking awesome lol...so anywho we'll see how it all plays out with mystery girl X as i will refer to her since i dont want to name her and then ruin things, thought i'm pretty sure she knows i like her.

to be continued ... dun dun dun

blah blah blah potato or potatoe

why did i start a blog? no clue. no really..i don't a have clue, i have below par writing skills, don't have an exciting life..well actually i think i do but not the kind of excitement you're probably used to, idk why i'm saying "you" since i know nobody is reading this and probably wont read it till days or weeks after it has been written but oh well....actually my life is pretty fucken random and though its a good thing sometimes most of the time i can't share my random events with anyone because they think i'm lying and making shit up.

like the time i went to the parking lot at my school to use the pop machine, and i actually ended up with 3 pops and my money back, plus a dollar...that was fucken nuts and no1 would have believed me if it weren't for the fact that my friend Dee was there with me, so this is what happened, i was being all emo and whatnot cuz of a shitty break up *which i will probably write about later, maybe, perhaps, who knows* so i was doing the usual shit writing shitty break up poetry, attempting to write songs, and just being emo, so anywho my luck started changing, met some pretty awesome people, got super close to my friends and realized that they are my true family, and even went as far as kissing 3 different girls in the span of like idk maybe 12 hours, in my defense i was very drunk, alone, and they were hot, so the next day i'm sleepy and i wanted a cherry coke, however, the store was closed so i went to use the pop machine in the parking lot's office. i put a dollar and a quarter, i pushed the cherry coke button...and it came out...then another one came out, and then another one came out...3 freaking cherry cokes came out but ...its not done...noooo sirreeee... a shitload of quarters start coming out as well!! like it would not stop...i think i got like 5 bucks in quarters...it was freaking awesome...i told my friend about it and she didnt fucken believe me, shit i wouldn't even believe me, but Dee was there and that's what counts cuz at least someone got to see a random event take place.

so more random stuff that happened. this is while i was in Ghana last month for study abroad, i started playing the finger-circle game, where if you look at it you get punched, so the other students are getting annoyed cuz the game is so played out but fuck it, it was africa and i brought the game to them, so i trip and when i land i see a little cardboard piece with the finger-circle drawn on it! like are you fucken kidding me?? that was awesome and it's one of my treasured artifacts from africa, even though the symbol is totally not-african.

so more recent stuff:

Wednesday : almost crashed because a cat decides to try and commit suicide by diving in front of me

thursday: i killed a pigeon...i ran over it...i couldn't avoid it. Someone threw a fry on the street and as i approached the fry the pigeon dove to try and get the said fry and the just :thump: i ran over it....if you think about it thats a pretty funny yet sadistic game to play, because you know the stupid bird is going to go and get the fry so if you time perfectly you can get a car to hit a bird.....and ok i'll admit it i did that once in high school but it was a seagull and nobody likes seagulls lol.

Friday- giant dragonfly crashes on my laptop at borders causing me to freak out and scream ...and then the coffee filter ripped so my coffee had pieces of ground coffee in it...i thought it as oreo crumbs so i got excited till i drank it and it tasted like crap....i try and get a replacement and i can't because the coffee machine is broken...and i'm writing this without having coffee...

and since this a completely random post about nothing here is my reading list:

the heroic age : Death of dracula - seems like a promising new series by marvel

the heroic age: The new Avengers - eh its ok but seriously there are a fuckload of Avengers teams already , the original avengers, the new avengers, the dark avengers, whats next? the avengers avengers?

dark wolverine - hands down one of the best series

Wolverine origins - my top series

wolverine #900 - out of all the stories i only like the one about his birthday, me and wolverine have a lot in common, yes i'm sympathizing with a fictional character so what.

and i'm re-reading "chariot of the gods" and you should read it too