Thursday, December 30, 2004

A Yuletide quickie


Can you Believe Christmas is over?!I mean it was just like yesterday that I busted my ass waking up at four in the morning just to serve mass. I served all eighteen masses this year and believe me it doesn't sound exhausting to me anymore! But the sad part was, I wasn't able to rekindle the christmas spirit last year. Last year was the Sh*t man! I loved having coffee at starbucks after mass at six in the morning. And not to mention all the McBreakfasts I had. You see, I love the wait for christmas. It gives me a chance to wake up in the morning and feel the cold december breeze. Im just saying I loved waking up this year but not as much as last year. woooooooo!!!

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Friday, December 03, 2004

I ain't the only one


I was eating in the food court the other day. I noticed some of my classmates were there. They were a big group of people that said they came from practice.(whatever THAT meant) I also noticed they were talking about their blogs. So I said to myself: Hey! they got blogs, why not share with them. So I did, and just a while ago I noticed that damn! A whole lot of f*ckin' people have blogs after all. I've been writing in this blog for a f*cking year and a half now and now I notice that I got a LOT to learn about my friends. I think I need to move to this blogdrive sh*t! cause to tell you the truth, This blog's outdated now that I saw their's! And oh yeah, I was looking through the links of one of my friend's blogs. And im pretending I didn't see a picture just a while ago. Motherf*cker...

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Woo Hoo?!


Damn! what a week! one f*ckin' storm after the other. Im typing this 'coz we ain got no classes today. Woo hoo for me?! nah! I don't think so. You see, Last night wasn't a ball at all. And im not saying it is. What I mean't was, I had to sleep on the floor of my parent's bedroom because the only candle we could find was at their room. I felt like I had slept inside a closet. I woke at around eight. I woke to a real good italian sausage breakfast and a rockets/mavericks game. I proceeded to chomp down on the italian sausage and watch t-mac and the rockets falter.(what a performance by t-mac though) I was still a little groggy from sleeping from the floor. I now realize that while I was sleeping on that f*cking hardwood floor the rest of the night, hundreds or thousands more were sleeping on the cold,hard concrete floor of evacuation centers. And while I was eating my italian sausages, Thousands more were forced to eat small or even no rations of food. (courtesy of the motherf*ckin' NPA) And while I was sleeping in the comfort of my own home and next to my mother,father and sister, I now realize that others over there just lost their families and houses... Woo hoo?! Is this a cause for a f*cking celebration?! You're damn right it isn't! I hate to see people my age or younger people celebrate on other people's expense. I want anyone who reads this to realize that while you're enjoying your "day-off" people are experiencing Hell on earth. And I ain't happy. Not at all.

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