The weekend scoop

I'm gonna have to take a break soon.. These weekends seem to get crazier and crazier.

Friday night, Paulio and I went to tongue and groove with some hyungs. We got a VIP table w/ 3 bottles there for $375. This is where "it's too good to be true" comes into play. We had a corner table in what appeared to be a techno/raving room. Within minutes my head was about to explode from the obnoxious bass hitting every 1/87th of a second. This night was not that fun..

Saturday I slept till 3pm. I couldn't believe it.. I woke up and watched like 6 episodes of pawn stars. THIS SHOW IS THE GREATEST! If you haven't seen it, I recommend it. But what I couldn't believe more was the fact that I passed out again and woke up at 8pm. When I looked at the clock it boggled my mind. It took a good 5 minutes for me to realize it REALLY is 8 in the evening. I rushed and hopped in the shower cause there was not much day left to lose. Thru some clothes on and went over to stevie B's. There is this rave about the potato scallop pizza being amazing. I duly noted the disappointment. OH YEAH.. I didn't have my phone all day. This is probably the first time since I've had a phone that I was parted from it for a day. My phone rarely leaves my pocket or my hand.. I really did feel naked..

Well anyways, I got home and had my phone returned to me. Got ready, and went to primal. Toooo hot for comfort.. but there were so many familiar faces, it was like we rented out the club. As I was leaving the club, little did I know the night was just beginning.. Jason hyung was sleeping in a parking space, and Davey looked like he wanted to join him. After a half an hour, We finally got everyone together only to split ways. A few of us went to go eat at the only 24/7 korean restaurant. I think I'm the only one that finished my food. =) I didn't care, I was so hungry. Well, during the late night meal, someone suggested swimming.. It would take 4 drunk people to actually go through with it. So that's what we did.. went swimming at 5:30 in the morning. It was actually pretty fun, the only thing on my mind was the road trip I had to take down town. Utterly, the worst and the longest trip I ever had to take. After we went swimming I had to take this yuhj down town to her condo.. The ride back I had to put my sunglasses on, for obvious reasons. When I got home, I said what a night and collapsed onto my bed. I could almost swear that I passed out mid air before I even hit the bed.

Father's day has it's own story, and I need to work. So we'll do a to be continued..

code red.

okayy.. so I don't wanna write about this that much, but then again it's bothering me like crazy. I've been doing this thing called enjoying my single life. Going out clubbing, dating, not having a care in the world. I didn't have to report what I was doing to someone. I've been content.

So anyways, I saw this girl working at a coffee shop. So I asked her out on a date for Saturday night. She said she was working till closing, so I asked her to come to velvet with me after she got off. She agreed, so we went clubbin and all was well. She called on Sunday to hang out.. didn't think much of it and said okay. We went to the pool for a little bit then ordered a pizza and watched a movie in. The next morning I woke up with 3 text messages awaiting my morning yawn. It was from her saying, "Good morning baby cakes" with a list to-do list of things that I told her I needed to do. I thought, well that's nice of her to remind me of the errands I had to run. As the week progressed I noticed more and more text messages, back to back. She wouldn't give me 5 minutes to respond her before she would jump to the conclusion that I was avoiding her.

At this point I'm getting a little freaked out. I've never encountered anything like this before. She even said to me, "somebody call 911 cause you stole a piece of my heart" (this is after 1 full day of chillin).

I told her I'm not really looking for a serious relationship, and let's try to take things kinda slow. She makes me feel bad by saying stuff like, "You're the only person I've been like this to"..

I don't know what I'm supposed to say to her. any suggestions?!

time..

It never seizes to amaze me how people my age, younger or older are accomplishing so much. By looking at some of the talented people around me, it seems somewhat easy.. Efficiency, plus a little bit of this, and a little bit of that, and a couple pinches of hard work will bring you success. I also think you have to stumble into some luck in order to really be successful.

If it seems so easy, why the hell is it so hard?

I noticed that I honestly felt a bit envious of the people that were born into wealth. No need to pay for cars, phone bill, living expenses, or even a gallon of gas. Not to complain about my life TOO much, because I'm well aware of the fact that I'm lucky for what I have. I really do understand that, but I went to a young kid's home the other day and he drives a brand new M3 given to him right after he wrecked his suped up supra. Not to mention his house was sitting on 5 acres of land with a lake, and just shy of being a castle.

I guess I just need to be slapped back into place when my mind starts wondering like that.

It seems like my days are packed with things to do, and I never have time to really do the things I need to do. But then again, the things I "need" to do aren't on the top of my priority list right now. For example, I wake up around 6:30 to hit some weights before work on tues and thurs. On mon, weds, and fri I usually play basketball or touch up on some more weights in the afternoon. When I'm not at the gym, I'm trying to study for my license. In between times I try to relax over a cup of coffee while maintaining old friendships. By the time I get home I feel like I'm wobbling around the apartment trying to clean up and get ready for the next work day. As for the weekends.. it comes with a whole new story..

After putting it down it seems like I need better structure in my life.

Goals and success.. these are topics I've actually been doing some research on. It all boils down to something my pop told me when i was around 9-10 years old. The story begins when he was telling me to do the lawn, and I really didn't want to. Of course I pitched a little fit. He took me outside to talk to me. Of course I was scared and about to cry cause I thought he was gonna lay down an ass whoopin'. But he brought out the lawn mower and said to me. "Starting the job is 50% of the work. So as long as you start it, then you're half way done". Of course I went ahead and mowed the lawn. I never knew that he would be teaching me a lesson that I would remember till this day.

When you look at the words from the wise, they tell you to kick-off by planning and writing down your plan. Steering you to your next step, take action. And ultimately, perseverance is what keeps you on pace.. you gotta keep truckin' and staying motivated in order for your goals to become reality..

I just started babbling along.. so I'll go ahead and let this rant come to an end.. You are where you're supposed to be.