Monday, December 27, 2010

The world creates you, and you create the world around you.

There's nothing wrong with living in your own bubble.
But a bubble with a hard shell is more susceptible to popping, than one with a soft exterior that permits the world around it to flow in and out of it with ease.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Clouds on clouds.

Sometimes this feels so perfect, I wonder if I'm dreaming that I'm dreaming about us.

It's all fun. It's all games. It's all biz.

A new year means a new stomping ground. This year there ain't no fuckin around. I'm not in it to win it. I'm in it to live it.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

A day in recollecting.


I have never felt so level with the ground in a long time. It's nice.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Escape.



I. Just. Need. To. be somewhere new and inspirational.


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Get me out of here.

I don't want to stand out. I'm just me. In fact I'd rather blend in.

Without gravity, there would be no direction.

You keep my feet on the ground. Without you I'd be flying all over the place with no destination in mind, until my wings were too frail to fly, and I'd plummet somewhere that wouldn't feel right. You make my sleep alright. You make me smile all night.

Tonight I lined rows of crackers on a plate and melted shredded cheese over them. It reminded me of being with you.


Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Dreams are for sleeping.

Don't waste your time sitting around and dreaming about what you could do. Just do it. It's better to strive for your dreams than to sit and wish that they could happen, or else they'll never happen.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

I wish I could hold your hand.

You may be miles away, but I always feel like you're right beside me. One day, every day will be sunny.

Every action is a catalyst for something.

Every action you make is like planting a seed. From every action we make, something will grow. If you plant a watermelon seed, you'll grow a watermelon. If you plant a dandelion seed, you'll get a dandelion. Sometimes you intend to grow a daisy, but when the plant grows it's a thorny bush, because you planted the wrong seed. These are mistakes. Sometimes you grow weeds. These are vices. Sometimes we plant roses, love. Ultimately we plant our own seeds, so always look at the seed in your hand, before you plant it. If you don't want a weed, then don't plant one. If you want lots of daisies, then plant a lot of them. And water them.

Nobody hides from time.

I've come to appreciate everything I have so much more. But I can't hold back these lumps in my throat. I constantly feel like I want to cry. It's not fair. Why did this have to happen. Why now.

My life changes so much from here. I have no choice but to grow up.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Respect, understanding, empathy: Give all that you have and demand nothing less in return.

I remembered that life is what you make it. I'm going to work my ass off in school and I'm going to love every minute of it. I came here to pursue my dreams and I'm not giving up. For anything in the world. My whole life all I've done is throw away my dreams. This time I'm going to cherish them. I've never told anyone to give up on a dream, I always tell them to keep working towards it and for once I need to take my own advice. I deserve this.

Never expect to gain what you don't put out in the world.
I'm going to put out a whole lot of love and smiles :)

and watch my world fall back together.
Because that is simply what it takes.
Strength of mind, love and compassion.

As long as you want it with your whole heart, it can happen and be real.

My heart is all in. In everything that I love and do.

Sadness, you will never own my heart. My mind is too strong.

Smile.

I need to find the strength to smile and be positive again.
At one point I was always positive and always smiling.
And nothing stopped me from being positive no matter how bad it was.
I need this strength back. Or I'm only going to continue withering.



Sunday, November 14, 2010

Help.

Depression is my best friend. It never fails to visit.
I don't know how to fight this stupid thing off anymore.
I just need someone to talk to.

Dark room.

The blackness of this room engulfs me.
Its silence scares me.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Salt, pepper, candy hearts.

I will always love.
I will always skate.
I will always give hugs.
I will always learn.
I will always travel.
I will always dream.
I will always evolve.

I am always me and that's how I'm always gunna be.

Just live life.

I'm gunna play in the snow and take hyphy photos and juice every rad moment out of every minute in my life. I don't give a fuck. Stress can kiss my ass. I'm unstoppable.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Sometimes it only takes a drop of water to quench a thirst.

My day was dim. My day was grey. But the light of your face, blew all my clouds away.

Project Organize.



In the dimness of this homework tunnel, is a sparkling bright light at the end, and it consists of a sick pad I can call my home, a studio moulded by my hands, bright city lights out my window, having friends over for brews and skate vids over rad home made meals, hyphy beats and dancing on the balcony, eating lunch at every interesting spot downtown, walks on the beach, catching every good movie, and ending all nights in warm arms.

Monday, November 8, 2010

The moon won't let me sleep.


I need the lullaby of your arms.

Life.

If only each day had 24 more hours, and life 100 more years.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Freedom.

Concrete.
Sand.
Snow.
Water.
Sunlight.
Hugs.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Prisms.


Make mistakes. Learn. Evolve.

No mo midterms.


I have the freedom to think, and write again.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Peace, Love, Convos and Coffee.

If the whole world were like the Broadway Roastery. It would be such an amazing place :)

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The radio once told me.

Never believe your own hype.

Never label yourself as something, or you'll start to believe it, and you won't work as hard to earn it.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Live and Play.

I will grow more responsible, but I will never, ever grow up.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

They say it's magical.

I miss Montreal. I miss living at the Maison Du Pret D'honneur, taking the elevator down to the first floor, out through the Couche Tard and buying a beer on the way out. I would spend the morning at Peace Park, skating all morning, and work my way past the graffiti of St.Catherine's towards Berri Square where I would skate some more. I miss culture. In Montreal there's something new to discover every day. The people smile and have a youthful sense of humour. Everybody greets you with two kisses on the cheek and even the crackheads are jolly. I could buy an all dressed hot dog, overloaded with toppings, in a greasy cardboard carton stacked with fries and a pop for 3$. There is so much opportunity for creativity around every corner, and I wish I could go back with my camera and capture everything. I've been to places around the world, but Montreal always stays at the top of my heart.

Walkin.

Art Error.

Once a mistake. Two times a lesson. Three times a master.
Faster is slower, slower is faster.

Time is money. So take your time.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Differences make us the same.

We cannot be loved by everyone. But we can love everyone.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Bubbles in your eyes.



Life is determined by both fate and free will. We have the free will to choose our fate.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Sparkles in the night.



Snow sparkles. Fill my pockets. Like diamonds, that melt. Add mud and you are filthy rich.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Spandex on my brain.


The brain is a muscle. When it hurts that only means you've been working it right. It'll be twice as strong tomorrow.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Mushy soup;


I just want to nestle in your arms, and rub my face on your stubble, and kiss it too.
In fact, there's a lot I want to do.
But mostly, just lie and do nothing with you.

I want to hold your hand as I fill my head with jargon from a book.

Oh, when I get my hands on you.

You know what I want to do.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Fly like a bomb.



I don't want to sleep. I just want to Create. Dance. Work, and Play.

I want to visualize musical notes and bring them to life, I want to make them wrap around the people's feet and drag them across the floor, fling them across the room.

I want to paint a world of vivid color. Of spray can houses spraying neon clouds, and tye dye trees, amongst a ruby sun. With organic cotton clouds, so white it hurts the eyes.

I want to spray stencils on every surface. So that you walk past them every day, and try to put a face on the shadow of the man who put them there. as I watch you and grin.

I want to capture happiness in a bottle, and give it to someone. Because that is better than money.

I want to stomp on a PC in front of Bill Gates.

I want to make apple soup, of apple slices and apple juice for broth.

I want to own every kind of camera, and be able to think like one too.

I want to discover an island then play in the volcano that made it, and go flying on a boulder as it shoots off and soars over the ocean.

I want to dig a hole into the middle of the earth and live in a cave made of crystal olivine, and carve an underground castle out of it. I will play dubstep in it that will cause major earthquakes, and they will make people dance. No buildings will fall. Because I will put gravity on pause.

I will stop incorporating geology into my blogs, because there is a fault line between nerdy and weird that is just too easy to cross.

Rainbow brite.

St. John's Wort, Siberian Ginseng, Omega 3+ fatty acids. I feel amazing. Topped with a more fruit and vegetable based diet. I'm going to pwn school this year.

Fuck you depression.

Today I start taking St.John's Wort.
Shit better work.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Crayons, Wisers, and

Lalalala just follow the yellow brick road.
Until you reach the end.
And reach a gate that ascends into the sky.
That lets you walk on paths of cloud.
And you slide down a tornado...and stab trees with lightning bolts.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Sunshine.

The sun needs to come back.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Grey skies.

Skies are grey and I just want to skate.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

No more complaining.

I'm cleaning out the past negative thoughts. And looking forwards towards positive ones.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Shape Shifter

My emotions are colliding into each other and creating sparks. I change as fast as the world around me. I can't keep up with myself. Or the world.

I need my optimism back. It fell out of my pocket, maybe when I was throwing out my knees dancing, or when I did the heel flip that locked my neck. I forgot my number one rule: Positive outlook. Always. Positive outlook and good things will come.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

White.

My mind's been ultimately blank lately. No inner thoughts are wanting to push their way onto paper or this screen. I currently have nothing to say worth reading. In creative terms, I am momentarily a dunce.

I am laying on my bedroom floor, staring at the lights wanting to expel all thoughts. Thinking too much is my mind's greatest curse. My mind is angry because I can't think of anything substantial. So I am going to lay here, and think of nothing.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Yum.


One day I will be baller again.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Coconuts.

I caught a tear and looked at it. On the outside it was sad, but inside it was happy.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

The goal list. Of all things big and small.

Who said you need a new year for resolutions? I just needed a vacation.

Da LIST:

- Put money away every paycheck and get the Canon 7D before next summer.

-Register for school.

-Don't suck at school.

-In fact, maintain a high average for a scholarship so I can get the hell out of here.

- Work out. Every day, or every second day.

-Learn how to eat healthy

-Drink more water.

- Sell sell sell at work.

- Buy a new ipod.

- Keep my room clean.

- Get an external hard drive.

-Read photography text book cover to cover.

-Learn how to use my skimboard

-Buy bindings

-Buy boots

-And a jacket and snowpants and goggles and gloves

-Learn how to use my snowboard.

- Do neck and knee stretches every morning.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

LIGHT. REFLECTIONS. DARKNESS.

Does it not baffle you that everything we see is light? THESE LETTERS ARE NOT BLACK, THEY ARE THE ABSENSE OF LIGHT. (After I posted this I realized they appear white in the blog, not black) Or that red is not red. It's simply light reflecting off a surface. So what does everything look like, when you take away the light? When you take away the sensors in our retina, or pupils, or the combined that register the presence of this light. When you take away the light, everything becomes BLACK. So with that being said, are the objects around us black? Simply reftecting light when it is present? What does everything around us truly look like? Or do they look like anything at all? Just shapes, of nothing but compact matter. WHAT THE FUCK AM I TALKING ABOUT.

Abstract.

My head is a whirlwind right now. Blurs of blue and grey. My mind is bruised from constantly imprinting it with text, stuffing it with knowledge until it expands and there is pressure on my skull from this ever expanding brain of mine, spattering question marks across the wall. I just want to be primitive for a few days. I want to lay in the sun, stare at clouds, huck myself off cement blocks, drink a slurpee. Scratch that, fill an inflatable pool with slurpee and swim in it. My thoughts regarding emotions are locked in a safe, inhibiting themselves. Just stay happy. Be open minded. Am I concentrating on keeping a happy outlook? Or am I just simply numbing myself? Nobody likes a glum critic. But where do these oppressed thoughts and feelings go? Do they dissolve? Do I burn them with happy ones? Do I paint a smile across my face, and constantly retouch it? Or will the acrylic crack one day, and reveal a frown. Why can't the human mind accept that there is such thing as happiness. I am happy. Why do I constantly worry and expect that it will change. Because what goes up, must come down? Fuck you gravity. You are a monster. I am now the gravitational pull, and you can fall towards me. I will stand on your chest triumphantly, hands on my hips like Jack after the giant pummeled from the bean stalk. The atmosphere isn't the end of space, time and existence. I have all the space in the universe to grow.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Molasses.

My life is a globe, it rotates on a central axis, precisely so that there are 24 hours in a day. But when it's placed on your finger tip it spins out of control. 24 transforms into 48, and 48 into 72, and before I know it a quintet of two dozen hours has flashed before my eyes leaving streaks blazing through the empty air around me. As your orbit continues to the other side of the sun, where your light is hidden from my irises, although I can sense it through its existence, your gravitational pull is no longer spinning me by the hand. My globe spins slow, it feels as if every hour has multiplied by a trifold, and 24 hours becomes 72. Therefore 60 days becomes 4320 hours in my mind. And that is a long time.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

The mind is the most powerful tool you own.

Nobody knows what you want better than you.
Your mind controls everything.
It controls the outcome of your life.
It doesn't control the inevitable.
But it controls how you react, and which way you choose to go.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Study Break.

Life has never felt so well put together.

My heart's grinning. I'm unsure of what to write about. Writing is like a painting. Some words just look right together. Some words are more aesthetically pleasing together than others.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

These are the good times in your life.


And as day broke, the sunlight lifted the fog off the path.

After rearranging piece after piece of the puzzle called my life, without a box in front of me to show me a picture of what this puzzle should look like in the end, I can finally say that I found that box. I know what I want to do. Where I want to be. And who I want to be with. Now with time I can interlock the pieces and watch the picture transform before my eyes.

Friday, June 25, 2010

I love this weekend.

What they say is true: All this time I've been looking everywhere, and the person I've been looking for has been right in front of me this whole time :)

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Insight.

If you ever wonder, "who am I" Look into a mirror and stare into your own eyes. Learn to love what you see, because when you do, others will follow.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Yellow and Red Flickers.

I try to open my mouth but big red hearts flow out.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Echoes of Laughter.

People are always trying to get in the laugh last- but he who laughs last thinks slowest.

Blades of green.

Today I layed on the grass, felt the damp blades against my skin, and smiled at the sky. Finally, I know exactly what makes me happy.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

It all came from having nothing but a pile of shit.

Piles of shit fertilize the freshest dirt. And from fresh dirt grow solid trees. And from solid trees grow tasty fruits. The kind that taste like success. I'm miles high baby. Thank you for making me not want to be like you. It's better to have a pile of shit, than to be one.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Stagnant.

My mind has been a transparent slate lately. It does not think up, nor down, nor happy, nor sad. It just stares blankly upon the scenery ahead, noticing the clouds, and the setting sun, but looking beyond them, as if they were dim see-through shapes lying across a deep black backdrop. My emotions exist, but they do not move me. As if a hidden force raises my hands for me, does my work for me, pushes my legs forward as they glide across the ground on what at some point in time was a tree stump that supported life, and turned the wastes from our nostrils into air that we can breath again. Where did the seconds go? Five minutes ago it was an hour ago. An hour ago it was a week ago. And a week ago it was 5 months ago. Now I stand here, like a minute hand, going around in circles in the same spot, but time is somehow passing me by. Somehow nothing has changed. Some how I am a lonely minute hand trying to keep up with the second hand. I catch up with it for a second, and then it's gone. By the time I move forward a step, it has already been around the world and has returned to touch my hand, and before I can say hello, it leaves for another trip around the moon. Hello second hand, goodbye second hand. See you in a minute. I'll still be here, waiting.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Dear Mister Suave, Mr. Pennybags, and Mr. Famous.

Just wanted to point out that I don't care how good looking you are, rich you are, or who you are: You cannot waltz up to me and think that I will fall in love with you, just because you can pull that off with everyone else. I know what I want. And if you're not that well too bad. Bravado will not win my heart, or my body.

Life tastes sweet.


Sometimes I just can't breathe.

Monday, May 31, 2010

State of mind and train of thought.

is under construction.

Long livin.

Approach and treat each day as if it were the best day of your life.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Drawing out the lines.

After much pondering and indecision on a carreer choice, it's been pretty evident lately that I had come to terms with pursuing photography. After shooting lots of photos, setting up blogs, hearing responses on which of my photos people appreciate and enjoy the most, and hitting up a few books here and there, I have finally decided on commercial photography as my ultimate goal, with my main focus being mainly and hopefully on the skateboarding, fashion, and similar lifestyle industry. My plan is to be freelance. I will continue to do events on the side and hopefully set up a rad site or blog to work on as a supplementary hobby. School starts at the end of June and hopefully my path begins to unfold from there.



Yet another beginning in my rapidly evolving life.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Carving my heart one chip at a time.

I like to visualize that my heart is like one of those strawberry foiled candies. A reflective layer on the outside in which you must twist and fumble with in several directions to unwrap and understand. After which you encounter a sweet, but thick solid layer that you must either chip away at, or patiently wear down. And then once you've worked your way through all the layers, it's ultimately mushy and soft. Unlike the strawberry center though, this center lasts forever. (Given that you don't spit it out.)

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Tick Tock.

I've had a mouth full of words lately and I never put them to use. But now I'm nodding off, and my eyelids are being pulled by gravity. So my thoughts will have to continue another day, when they will no longer be the same, and I will have lost grasp of them. These thoughts will only be a remnant lost in time.

Love what you have.

The grass is greener on the other side, but it always tastes the same as the grass you're standing on. So enjoy the grass you're on and savour the taste.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Not even crickets could be heard.

Tonight I held my pillow tightly and closed my eyes. "Good night pillow." If only you could talk.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Don't make history. Be a mystery.

I want to feel someone's heart beat when I give them a hug. I don't want to feel this clock between us, or, I don't want time to stand between us. Stay beautiful.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Painting my goal.

My life is like a canvas that I have been sketching out separate sections and pieces of for years, and I need to begin focusing on a whole image. I keep erasing and re-sketching the lines, and changing the portrait altogether, leaving me a jumbled mess of line traces and no final product. I am developing a new resolution for myself. Every minute I spend here must be productive.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Unravelling my brain.

Beauty weakens my common sense.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Stronger on the solo.



I've become accustomed to my solo adventures and the thought of being restrained makes my chest clench and my breath accelerate. My phobia of being alone has officially reversed and I appreciate my independence.

I realized that for a relationship to work out for me, I need someone who can comprehend and share my lifestyle. Work hard, play hard.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Travelling opens your eyes to your world.



I am back with a new perspective on life and I'm ready to open up a fresh bag of accomplishments and experiences.

Monday, May 10, 2010

VanSask.

Here I am again. Back in Saskatoon and floating upon my imagination. In from one world, returning to the next. Two different worlds delivering two different lifestyles handing me two different lives melded together in one week. It feels as if I have two different personas and I feel like two separate people living within two different worlds, but I can't differentiate the two of them. I feel like I'm living in two different dimensions at the same time, and my consciousness is shifting back and forth between them, melding them together. Vancouver delivers me the lifestyle I've always dreamed of. I take it as it comes, and wander with the flow. I wake up in the heart of everything I enjoy and am highly passionate about. I have a close knit group of friends yet am meeting a vibrant variety of inspirational people. I can wander the streets and there is always something new to explore, I don't run on a set schedule, and I spend most of my day skating and indulge in a relaxed lifestyle. I can't spend as much money on material things but I make up for it with a solid group of friends and rad experiences. It triggers all my senses at all hours of the day, from sights, smells, tastes (there's a million places to eat), and sounds. I party now and then but spending an evening wandering down the streets and spending time with an awesome crew, one close friend, or even by myself, is just as satisfying.



In Saskatoon I indulge in my artistic side and am more business minded. I shoot photos, and I dress more well put together than usual. I am hyper and power through parties. I work retail and earn money selling shoes or phones. I buy nice things when I can, and eat at new and different places that I've never tried. I write articles and blogs, and my day is a continuous calendar from one minute to the next. My life is consumed by books, paintings, laptops, and socializing. I immerse myself in all things that catch my interest, such as festivals, galleries, and music. Because I want to take up every opportunity to try something new.

In Vancouver, I live one life that is relaxed and well put together. I am not rich, but I am happy with my surroundings. I am free.

In Saskatoon I live many lives, exciting, spontaneous, exhausting, and random. I have more money but less spare time.

Two both very addicting and nice ways to live, and I just can't decide which one I want. I need to meld the two: Carefree, but organized, living the dream, but working.

Either way I have two different homes, with two different families which both consume my heart. I experience two different lifestyles, and I can sense the best of both worlds. And one day hopefully I can have them both at the same time.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

dreams are always attainable. Just reach higher.

Always maintain positive vibes and before you know it you'll be flying through life experiences that will continuously blow your mind and make you happy.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

I don't want to leave.

Today my heart got butterflies. And there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. This trip has been too fun. I don't want it to end.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Day two in the sun.

Woke up. Went to Starbucks on Seymour. Which one? You tell me. There's 3 more on the way there. Went to plaza. Skated a fresh board. Did ledge stuff. Hopped on the train. Went to Supra. Met more dope cats. Hopped on the train. Ate Red Burrito. Debit machine wasn't working. Made me pay cash. Change for the train. Why not? Got more Starbucks. Went to Newspot. Tried to skate benches. Shot photos at waterfront. Went into the convention center. Got confronted by security guards. Ignored security guards. Went downstairs. Spot was fenced off. Birds were eating other birds behind the fence. Went back into the Convention center. Sorry guys. Hopped in the car. Came back. Watched hockey. Drank beer. I'm not in a hockey mood today, but go Canucks! Hopped on the train. Walked. Watched an oldschool Freddy Kroeger movie with homie. Went to Superstore. Bought pizza and jalapeno poppers. Came back to the crib and ate pizza and jalapeno poppers. Watched another movie. Nodded off. Time to go home. Walk to train. Goodbye hugs. Oh shit. Left my camera at homies. Got off train. Oh shit. I walked the wrong way. Hello crackheads. Hello hookers. Where am I? Oh there's home. Goodnight!

Monday, May 3, 2010

VanCity.

I rolled through the prairies. I flew through the mountains. Lost half a pack of smokes. Asked for directions. Left my duffel bag in the taxi. Drank whiskey and ate BBQ'd ribs and watched hockey and high fived. Got my duffel bag back. Met up with old friends. The dudes I asked directions from earlier happened to be friends with my friends. Drank beer and shared stories. Smuggled glasses of beer out and strolled downtown. Walked into Wendys and ordered enough fast food to last me into today. Woke up and drank starbucks in Yaletown. Bought a new hat. Bought a new board. Met more awesome people to skate with and chill with. It started raining. Took the bus. Then the skytrain. To comercial-broadway, and met up with a homie to play pool. Didn't get my ass TOO badly whooped. Played doubles with a bunch of Australians. We thought they were British. Ate fish and chips. Walked in the rain. Went to buy beer. Store was closed. It was Sunday. Walked in more rain. Bought beer. Watched family guy. drank. watched house. Drank. It was a good day.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

"Bitch, do you know who the fuck I am?"

You're a spoiled kid who lives off daddy who can't make his own living. You abuse women. And you're insane in the membrane.

Anywhere the wind blows, doesn't really matter, to me.

Yesterday I cruised down the highway, got baked and got lost in dubstep. I ended up in Craik, where I ate chicken mixed with bacon, doused in buffalo sauce on a big leaf of lettuce, with the freshest soup imaginable. And then I ran around a small town and aimlessly shot photos. A bad day turned beautiful, and it ended with a big bang.

Monday, April 26, 2010

Moving planets.

You can't catch me, I'm running too fast. I'm running till I fly and nothing can keep me grounded. I'm living life at the speed of light. No jesters can fool me, no knights in shining armour can save me. I fight my own battles and steal my own gold. I shape my own swords and design my own armour. And one day I'll rule my own castle, and there will be no kings. Because I am, and always will be my own ruler and king.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Life is easier behind them blues.

I've always had an impervious weakness for blue eyes. Now that I've invested in a pair, I realize that they are deadly weapons. Blue eyed folk, I now fully understand your sly ways. You can't fool me. Oh. But you really can.

I got love for you if you were born in the 80's.

Calvin Harris and bedroom cleaning is like Mac and cheese. Add a dash of herbs and its MUAH.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Rainbows on the horizon.

Travelling on a whim is the best way to travel. And next week I'm making a beeline for Vancouver the second the clock strikes payday.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

I am your host. Thanks for being here. I am Single.

I am about to watch Russell Peters comedies by myself, and I wish I had someone to share the laughs and sit close with, so I can die laughing and bury my face in their arms. And rub my tears on their sleeve- tears from laughing so damn hard.

Ah yes, pathetic, lonely me.

My life is so substantial, but it lacks substance. Substance being that one person I can have an intelligent conversation with on the daily. Don't get me wrong, I have plenty of people to talk to who are awesome and we talk about awesome things. But that ONE person, that I can talk to about absolutely anything and everything. I realized this yesterday. Having someone to talk to keeps me sane.

I'm starting to notice a pattern here. All I talk about is being single. But then again technically we were put on this earth so that we can meander and bump into somebody. And then create another somebody. So I suppose I'm just being human.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I miss you, I'm goin back home to the west coast.

Sometimes a fragment of unexpected news can brighten up your day, or even week, even if it seems temporarily and vaguely significant. The fact that it reaches your ears is musical enough. I smiled from ear to ear and wanted to hug myself, a little bit.

I decided randomly the other day that if I don't find a significant other by 30, I am adopting. Even if I am single, I refuse to lack my own family. Sort of a depressing thought for me to be thinking at this age, but a large sum of women in my family have a curse of being single for the remainder of their lifetimes and if I have that curse, well I'd like to experience raising kids at the very least.

I got a new job! Jump.ca HELLO!

Oh and you are so beautiful and awesome, I stumble over my very own words when I see you. It's quite embarassing. I used to be confident at one point but you make me so shy I practically stutter when I talk to you. Hopeless, oh so hopeless.

I have also concluded that I want to spend a day doing volunteer work at the Friendship Inn this weekend. After working at footlocker, I've developed a love for "inner city" kids. Or I could possibly do a big sister program? I just want to look after some kids and be there for them. Children are so rad and amazing. They never fail to generate a smile off my face, and I'd like to do the same for them.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Materialism is only wrong when you don't appreciate what you have.

Throughout my whole life I'd been dependent on the loved ones around me for my material things. Now I can officially say that I work hard for the things on my back. And I am truly proud.


Monday, April 19, 2010

Creative minds.


After I spent a day with Tion, Robert, Zac and Del. It made me realize that I just need to get to a bigger city. I don't belong in tight spaces. This growing mind of mine needs a bigger playground. Home is comfort, but elsewhere is an opportunity for me to be free.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

I need to escape.


I keep deepening the gashes in my heart faster than they can heal. If I keep this up I will have nothing left. My insecurity around the opposite gender is devouring me. My radar for a potential broken heart is getting so sensitive, I'm scared the right person will come my way but i'll reject them for fear of getting hurt. I'm beginning to expect getting hurt before I offer anyone a chance, and then I push them away too swiftly. If I ever fall victim to you, please have mercy on me. Don't inflate my hopes if you're planning to pop them afterwards. I'm too fragile right now.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Normality is over-rated.

I may be strange. But name one iconic genius who wasn't. I'm not saying I'm a genius. Or iconic. I'm just saying...



Strangeness is greatness. Be strange. Be yourself. Who gives a damn what people think as long as you accomplish what you want to accomplish.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Question.

If hiphop is dead, then how am I still livin?

Hoy.

There are numerous reasons as to why being Filipino is awesome.
Coming home to a fresh pot of rice at 1:00 A.M is one of them.

Finally went out and watched a movie for the first time in ages.
I'm beginning to hermit a bit.
But it feels good.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Step lightly.

I'll throw down red warning flags before you even THINK the words pootie tang. My sense of trust is a landmine.

Dreams, dreams, dreams.

I just want someone to hold. Someone I can skate with, shoot photos with, read with, drink coffee with, travel with, listen to old records with. Someone to hold my hand, and kiss me goodnight.

But I will be single for the rest of my life if it means never getting hurt again. I'm sick of getting hurt.

Where are you, whoever you are, that I'm supposed to fall in love with? I need you. I want to settle down from this crazy life of mine. And chill with you on a rainy day, and enjoy the simplicities of life.

I want to cook you epic meals and eat it outside, and listen to jams.
I want to wake up to you and hug you, and have showers in the morning.
Go to work, and come home to a smile, and go out for a drink.
Plan voyages together and shoot happy photos.
Spend a whole day at the book store and laugh at funny stories.
Skate down the street and touch hands and push eachother to land things.
Play video games and whoop eachothers asses.
Fall asleep, side by side, with books in our hands, or with an awesome movie on the television that we're too exhausted to finish watching because we'd had such an awesome day.

But right now you don't exist. And I'm quite upset, and lonely.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Hello old love.

To hell with shenanigans ... I love skateboarding!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A day of personal accomplishments.

The student councillor at the university suggested today that I pursue a degree in studio arts. It includes classes such as english, drama, painting, a science such as physics or geology, art history, photography all summer. All sounds right up my alley for a pretty epic year.

I also discovered that there is a natural foods section in Superstore- "Ah. Ahhhhh. AHHHHHHH!!!!!"- I can do all my grocery shopping in one section now instead of cherry picking organic labeled products out of every aisle. Go superstore. Thanks for getting with the game.

I am dying my hair tonight. Spontaneous decision. Goin dark as usual.

SBC photo annual = Night at the roastery ogling my dreams = Win.

And now i'm currently cooking up a concoction of Romagna four-cheese tortellini with organic tomato and mushroom sauce and veggie ground round. I have absolutely no idea what to expect but it sounded like a good idea. (After eating it I conclude that it was an awesome idea.)

Copped a sick flannel at Value Village as well as a rad little present of gratitude for mom, a little "VIVI MEXICO" ornament.

Uploaded yet another photo album.

I bought my Wayfarer glasses today. 10 days and they reside on my face. With transition lenses. Not to mention I received a pretty epic deal on them and a pair of 'Mike Burns' glasses.

Played my first game of skate in a few weeks. I am anticipating the day I become less rusty, nevertheless it felt ruthlessly amazing.

I love grocery shopping. I really can't wait to move out on my own again. This time, my own place.

In conclusion, the day I took off work was the best day this week so far.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I'm so dizzy, my head is spinnin.

I need to take a day to stay home and just chill with myself one of these days. It feels like it's been an eternity since I've done that.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Lets do the time warp again.

Never bend backwards to those who make themselves out to be higher than you. The only person who places them on a higher pedestal is yourself. When you remove this pedestal from your mind, you can be whoever you want to be, and no-one can stop you.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

When did my life get so busy?

I don't remember the last time I took a day to relax. Relax meaning spending a day inside, and then continuing to stay home for the evening and watch t.v shows and movies by myself. Or drink tea and read books all night. I'm constantly around people. Its wearing out my mind. I am engulfed by my need to be around friends all the time. I need to live on my own where I can control my own life at my own pace. I miss sprawling out on my living room floor and falling asleep to movies. I miss cleaning my kitchen. I miss cooking my own meals. I miss having a crew of friends over until the wee hours of the morning, drinking beers or playing video games, or simply doing whatever........ah fuck it. I need to fucking sleep.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Details of a thread.

Today I deemed it necessary to hang a Broadway Roastery cup in my room by a hemp string. The Roastery Cup is a symbolism of unity and is such an integral part of my life, and the first day I stepped foot in there was a life-changing, pivotal moment. I spend so many precious hours there with my closest friends, and I meet a myriad of amazing people there on a daily basis. Everybody I meet there is extremely genuine and unique.

Tomorrow I'm going on a maniacal shopping binge. I am executing my first book purchase since I've started my job, which is going to be an illustrative interpretation of Bob Dylan songs. I am then going to proceed to make my way to the spec shop to buy some Wayfarers, and putting prescription lenses in them because I am blind as a bat flying through a field in daylight. I'm going to buy some earrings and increase my guage size, because I've been rocking screws in my ears for way longer than necessary. Following that I'm going to buy the beginnings of my spring wardrobe, as well as an external hard drive to stock pile the collective photos over the last year that I'm afraid is going to be the death of my laptop if I don't transfer them soon. Yup, my day, and paycheck, is completely planned out.

Art shows at Flint move me. I'm glad I went.

So does the movie American Beauty that I was privileged enough to see for the first time today. I overlooked the cover of the movie and never took the time to watch it, teaching me one the most repeated lessons in life, never judge a DVD by its cover. That movie reflects my thoughts on life to a T at many points.

Anyways time is ticking, and I'm lacking sleep, 9 hours of sleep in 72 hours to be exact, and I want to be awake as much as I possibly can to get work done before I succumb to fatigue. Adieu.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The things you don't have are the most appealing.

I think I'm in love with the unattainable.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Apple cherries.

My life is a tangle of confusion. One minute I think I'm flying, the next I think I'm drowning. When I'm surrounded by many, I still feel alone. I am doused in my own thoughts, which overpower me. Like vines, the more I fight them the tighter they get , around my mind, overwhelming me with the world. I can see, but only in a limited sense. I am very nearsighted. Mentally and phyisically. I cannot see far ahead. The path ahead is fuzzy. There is a mist, and it bellows my name, envelopes my senses, and releases me into chaos, disguised as composure and order. I am following a map, but the roads have no names, and there is no north, east, south or west. It is blank and I have a pen. I am drawing my own path, but my hands are shaky, and the roads don't always go in the direction I intend to draw them towards. I am traveling across a golden prairie, a strawberry coloured sunset glows in the air, dispersing colors through clouds as translucent drops of water float down to the ground. Liquid gemstones reflecting a convex image of the world. Everything appears smaller and brighter. This is the utopia in my mind, full of fall coloured trees. The rest of the world is coloured like spring: Pastels, bright blue skies, clouds so puffy and white, with flashing silver linings. I remember the world looked like this, in the eyes of a child. In the eyes of this child. The world was so different to me. And only now when the sweet smell of foliage enters my lungs, can I see the world from this view. This view so broad and clear. As if at the top of a canyon, looking down on an entire world. I'm floating and I don't know where I'm going. The soft breeze is drifting me away, to mossy havens, where its soft and pine needles fragrance the air, gently. I need to get away to a place like this. Where I can only hear the voices of nature. No distracting sounds to lead my mind astray. At one point in time, the world seemed to make sense to me. Now its just a jigsaw puzzle, and I have misplaced a few pieces. My mind is always on the run. I need to lie down, and rest for a minute.

I love writing. I love putting words together. They don't need to be understandable. They just need to project imagery. Imagery of what I am seeing. I cannot see the world for what it is. I imagine it from my own perspective. And my perspective is so different from reality. I think I like it better that way...

Sunday, March 14, 2010

If you regret, then spend a day doing things that you will never regret.


Today was a day of radness. Days are so much better when plans are not involved. Spontaneous Sundays mean trying something new. And today I learned how to longboard. I swore I never would. But you know what, open mindedness makes life that more exciting.

Why lower standards? Things are better when they're high.



I don't usually do the celebrity crush thing. But Zack Efron in 17 again makes me feel like I have my very first crush all over again.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Telling tales.

These lights are flashing, pulsating in the night. Clicking in my ears, a soothing yet dull metronome. My wings are aching from flying all day. But I have found a place to perch tonight, in this branch under the full moon, the stars dotting brightly across the sky. The navy sky glows and I hear crickets. All I can hear right now is crickets... my mind is blank and calm.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Om.

Relaxation is necessary. Taking time to chill and smell the flowers is worth it sometimes. You never know what scents you'll miss.

Today I conquered the beast. The beast named, my bedroom.



Izzy showed me this video today. It's twisted. But it's twistedly beautiful.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Me and Jazzy Jeff got kicked outta Kansas.

The solution to all problems, is, The Roastery. And a single Americano. And possibly a good book, with plenty of pictures.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Labels, Labels, Labels.



I don't mind being labelled. Everyone's entitled to their own opinion.

My heart is racing.

It's alone, frantic, and doesn't know what to do with itself. When it's not distracted with photos, friends, and creating things, it longs for another half. But it won't open up to anyone neither. Stupid heart.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

It's easier to fly when there's nothing on your back.

Still doesn't mean I won't get swept off my feet. It tends to happen occasionally. And I meet someone who's nice to hold hands with :)

The mind is a powerful thing. You can make it do whatever you want it to.

The only thing stopping you from going where you want to be, is you. So lay down your own path, with whatever bricks you want, with whatever method you want, whatever shape and direction you want. You are in the drivers seat.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Sex, Blogs, and Rock And Roll.

Sex exists? The concept of sex has almost expired in my mind. In fact it has temporarily very much expired.


I decided that working in Japan is an option in my life. In fact, at some point it will be a necessity.

Monday, March 1, 2010

New outlook.

When life takes a turn towards a direction that you don't want it to go towards. It means that you have change it. And thats what I'm going to do.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

idiosunkrasia

Positivity. Positivity. Positivity.

Holla ACHOO!!!

San Diego. Vancouver. Philippines. Norway. Winnipeg. I want to go everywhere!

A cloud can appear as anything you want it to.

Do what you love. Love what you do. Do it for yourself. And nobody else.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Raw Addiction.

I realized this morning that it isn't my lack of significant other that's making me sad. I woke up with someone in my arms but I was still sad. There is something missing from my life and I don't know what it is. Or maybe my life has become too fast, and I need to learn to slow down. But now is not the time in my life to slow down. I'm just getting started.

I think monotony is starting to form in my life. I'm addicted to change. I need to go somewhere.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Descention.

I can't help but feel like my world is falling apart. I feel as if I did something wrong. I'm craving drink. And smoke.

The CD was good.

Dear Starbucks kid with the cute smile, that makes me blush a little. You look so sincere and sweet. I wish I knew your name.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Uh, Oh. Statticus got smart.

My bar has been raised 10 feet higher. Jump high boys. And don't trip. Because there are no second chances with me.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Broke my positive vibe rule.

There are many fish in the sea. And I am a shark.

Monday, February 22, 2010

The end? For now?

Happy vibes are levelling at about zero today. For the first time in almost 2 months, life doesn't feel so cheerful. No matter how hard I try.

Zoned out.

I sit here solitary. Inner silence impounding my head. The mess on my bed crinkles as I shuffle slowly. The slightest sounds seem so sharp. A fence has been erected today and it surrounds my inner core. It is strong and sturdy, rough and full of splinters, ready to leave slivers on hands that try to reach and understand the edifice of my mind. It cannot be altered. It has found comfort in where it lays, protecting me from the malice of humanity. A current bubble of peace and happiness, of which its soft bouncy exterior is inevitably bound to pop, but the timing of this is uncertain. So I watch the colors swirl in this happy bubble of mine, until the darkness of night robs me of its vibrance. But the sun arises and I can begin another day, another life.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Back on that loner anxiety tip.

Days are amazing. Nights alone are not. But I will make it, because all I need is a pen, paint, or a camera, and I will get through any night. Bring it on A.M.


I despise demineralized water.

Orange mint. Makes good cigarettes. Not so much water.

Whos turn?

"Find the biggest boulder and kick it, preferably in bare feet. Who's going to win? You or the boulder?"

If you don't let the boulder get to you, ignore the pain, stop kicking it, and walk away. You win.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Human after all.

I take back what I said about my heart feeling unbreakable. It's aching in the worst possible way.

"Listen Baby, your wish is my command."

"I thought I had it all together. But I was lead astray, the day you walked away. You were the clock, that was tickin in my heart. Changed my state of mind, that love's so hard to find."


And it plays over and over and over like a vinyl.

I can only become stronger.

Alas, another stepping stone has been overcome in my life. And I am completely grateful for every minute. Life is beautiful, and you just got to keep smiling. I love you, dearly, always.

Although when your heart feels unbreakable after so much repetitive aching, that may not be a good thing.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

EcoSneaks.

Can I pass my environmental studies class now? Ahem.
I am definately laying cash down for these babies tomorrow.



Retail therapy, what an amazing vice.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Make the best of it.

Boredom is a personal decision that we make. We choose to be bored. We do not become bored.

Another day steppin on rocks.

Today was the first day I woke up feeling sad. And for once I knew why.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Who's that creepin in my window?

Life cannot be perfect 24-7. But you can make it as close to perfect as you want.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

There are a few things I've learned in life.

Be positive. Then you learn faster and become wiser.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Once you learn to love life, good things start to happen.

So I was strolling out of American Apparel today during my lunch break, and there was this old lady asking for spare change. I see her all the time, and I usually tend to ignore her because I never carry much change on me, and I feel bad every time I fumble for an excuse as to why I have no change for her. But today I thought I'd shell out some change, because I'd just happened to have some on me, and I couldn't recall if i'd ever given her change before. After I placed the 35 cents in her hand, I asked her if she had a lighter that I could borrow. I talked to her for a few minutes, asked her if she found it cold out, and if she'd been there for awhile. After our brief conversation, I told her "Thank you so much for letting me use your lighter. Have a good day!" and walked off. As I was walking she said "You too! Thank you for the change!" And honestly, she sounded so happy. And the fact that I was able to make somebody that happy was an amazing feeling. It's awesome how people brighten up when you take the time to talk to them. Even the most miserable looking of folks are amazing people if you open up to them and give them a chance. So I think I will carry a little spare change every day for her, because my heart has developed a soft spot for her and she's a nice lady. Anyways moral of my story? You're smart people. Figure one out. Because there is no moral to my story. Just common sense. Love everybody.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Take what you love and give it 100%.

Go out and be whoever you want to be.


Stay in and create whoever you want to create.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Writin all over your mind.

I'm on a writing binge, regurgitating words and re-swallowing them. Stabbing them with a fork and hucking them everywhere in no particular direction. I can't stop spitting them. Painting imaginary walls with letters that connect to form words, that make phrases that pollute your mind with nonsense. My mind and fingers are craving these letters. Putting pressure on these sticky plastic keys, to make words appear before your eyes. Are they dancing? Are they pulsating? Are they annoying the fluids of your spine? Are they flashing with such ridiculous flair, you want to smash them? To pieces and pieces until they glitter on the floor. Rainbows of bright colors, each color it's own dimension, it's own world. What color is the world today? Today I feel the world is grey, each person is a different color. Decorating this bland world with their personalities. My mind has settled now. Time for bed. Time for the world to be black, speckled with rapid blues, teals, marigold and the occasional red. I don't like when my dreams are Red. Red means nightmares. Black means nothing. Nothing means emptiness. But it also means full. Dark and rich. I'm just trying to paint an abstract picture with words. I'm really not all that crazy. I don't use substances. It's a painting left for you to interpret on your own. Let it mean what you want.

Monday, February 8, 2010

I'll be damned if I do, damned if I don't.



Translucent clouds drifting over mountains of toblerones.
Put it on cruise control, but keep the speed up.
The sky's blue, clouds are purple. Sun is grey.
Grass is pink. A smile is a hidden frown.
A frown is a yearning for a smile.
Efforts are dim, but boy are they worthy.
Keep on running, don't trip on the rocks.
Disarono. On the rocks!
Don't stick your toes. Out of the holes in your socks.
They might get cold.
And shiver a lot.
Quiver, quiver quiver. Tigers will get slivers.
And mice are mighty. Mighty like men.
Hippos do the mamba. Salsa with the nachoes.
Shimmy with the lazers. Jump through them black holes.
Ride around the rings of saturn, surf through the stars.
Drink away the milky way, till there's nothing left but chocolate at the bottom of your cup.
Whip the cream. Cream the whip.
A sailor will sail by you, and curse with his lip.
Run Lola run, that mother's gonna get you.
My mind is racing, mind you.
These are the thoughts that race through my head,
and collapse before me right before bed.

-Statticus Steez


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You may not always be able to choose your path, but you can choose how you walk it.

For every negative thought and action, there is always a more positive alternative. Always choose the positive path and reap the benefits of an amazing life full of people who love you. That is all.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Speedin harder faster outta control.

The beginning of my dreams unfold tomorrow and a new page opens in the book of my life.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Crash.

I knew this euphoric high of constant happiness would come crashing to a halt one day, and my old friend depression would nudge his elbow into my side.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Steppin up to happiness.

Just make people smile. It's the best gift that you can give. To others, and yourself.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Neon lights, stars, kaplow.

How long are these stars going to be aligned for? Well. Maybe I'll just have to hold them there. Stars don't you move on me now. Or I will glue you together with star glue and astro dust. I will cement you in line, so just, stay there.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

bang bang boogie, say up jumped the boogie.

Surround yourself with good people. Don't mess around with those who bring you down. Generic advice. But it's the truth. Life will be amazing if you do.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Just when I thought things were going good.

Life just started getting better. I am blessed. I don't know if you read this: But you are amazing. You know who you are ;)

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Daily words of epicdom.

"I just wanna go to the moon. And sample them space fruits."

I'ma be I'ma be I'ma be.

I'm just about as happy as an E-tard. All the time. Is that normal? I'm always overwhelmingly ecstatic, its like a high of happiness. No drugs for this mamma. Just music and good people. I also met some radness, who makes me shy. Eeek. Me? Shy? Beleeee dat!

By the way. I lost my cell phone and hat last evening. A kind chap named Dorian found my phone for me and Kaitlin found my hat, both on the floors at scratch. Yes Saskatoon. You are the shit. Because I lose my things. And you always find them for me.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Always after me lucky charms.

I feel like I'm climbing a rainbow and it gets brighter and brighter with every step. Hopefully instead of just descending down the other side, there is a big pot of gold at the bottom.




There definately was a big pot of gold heart waiting for me. <3

Poof the magic creme de la cheetah.

Right when you think you've stepped in a big hole of mud, the rain washes your foot clean, and the sun comes out to dry it off. Life has an awesome way of getting more and more rad. If you just let it, it works it's magic. Life you are a wizard. Keep on keepin on. I'm enjoying every minute of it.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

But do i?

It's so easy to do things you regret. The worst part is when you're regretting it before you do it, but you do it anyways.

Monday, January 18, 2010

California soooul.

You know what. Fuck it. I'm just gunna have fun. Work hard play hard motherfuckers. You only live once.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

YIELD.

This week has been way too rowdy. But it's so hard to slow down. And, I suck horribly at being single. I've stepped into getting my heart broken way too much. Vulnerability is awful. I hope I get more common sense starting this week. Because, I need it back. Regardless, this week was awesome.

Friday, January 15, 2010

2010 still rocks.

Out of bad things, come better things. So bring on the bumps in the road. I'm ready to speed right over them.

3 steps forward, 2 steps back.

As long as I'm taking more steps forwards then backwards, that's all that matters right? I wish guys didn't suck. Or maybe I just suck. Probably the latter. Yes this is my first debby downer entry in awhile. Today is a new day. If i go to bed.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Hi life!

I love how everything just falls into place. 2010 just keeps gettin better and better. FUCK 2010!!!!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

It takes a dedicated hand to put it through the wall.

I'll make a fist and not a plan. I'll break it just because I can.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Blaow.

This is out of character for me lately but I just had to say,
I have a rad family. In fact I have two rad families, who help me through anything I need, and are genuine hearted people. And a rad job. And a rad life. And I'm going to be back to shooting photos for a local paper. Starting photography and graphic design soon. Gunna go to the Philippines and get my skate on and kick it with rad people haha. Whaddya finger? My life ain't so shit after all. In fact I love it. Hi Saskatoon! I love you!

(suck it)

Sometimes you just gotta let it out. That felt so good to say.
But hey. In the end. Errbody's happy. And Happy endings are rad.

But happy beginnings are so so beautiful :)

The stars were pretty tonight.

Tonight, in my eyes, was the epitome of perfect. I'm deeply in a dreamy state of mind. Thank you lord. You've answered a few of my prayers the last few days.

Yum.

And to think that I thought that how I lived and was treated was normal. My eyes are so open and full of life that I never want to close them.

Avatar is a sick movie. Think Ferngully...if it were 3D. Epic as shit.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Lesson of the last 2 weeks.

If you don't want your feet to get stomped on. Then don't stick out your feet. And keep your shoes on.

But sometimes, if you take the chance, It's easier to dance with your shoes off.

I'ma keep flyin.

Because I am unstoppable.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

The day is brighter when accompanied by smiles.

Today a stranger came up to me at the roastery, and thanked me for smiling. He then proceeded to hand me a note, which said "I can only hope you have good people in your life. I just want to say thanks for everything your smile makes me smile."

Yes it could be strange to some people. But to me it just made me smile. I think people are wonderful. And I think making people smile is the most amazing gift you can give to anyone, whether you know them or not. If we all did that every day the world would be so much brighter. It made my day brighter.

But I am just that lucky. Because I am surrounded by people who make me smile. I met someone wonderful. They made me smile ear to ear today right before that :) Today is just a really beautiful day.

Friday, January 8, 2010

The past is the past, you can't change it, but you can leave it in the past.

Hello all you awesome people. I just wanted to say that, I am trying my uttermost damn hardest, to just live life, and be me. I was someone I wasn't proud of years ago. The truth is, that person is not me anymore. And hasn't been me for about 3 years. So could you all stop bugging me, and let me just live my life. Gracias. The most I can do is ask. If you choose not to, then I suppose that is your own choice. But do yourself and I a favour. There are much better things in the world we can devote our time to.

Monday, January 4, 2010

I get by with a little help from my friends.

Last night I suddenly woke up in a fury of fear and panic. I thought I was dead. It was the scariest moment of my life.
But I pushed it aside, went back to sleep. And woke up happy.
I've never held my head so high. And it feels amazing. I feel 7 feet taller.

Head on straighter than eva.

"just gotta remember to never settle for anything less than my dreams. Keep striving to live the good life, keep skating, keep shooting photos, and never forget what's made me, me."

Self dignity is the shit. And it's nice to be able to think clear and trust myself not to make the same petty childhood mistakes. This time, single life, you will not own me. I will own you.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Girlbros and Brobros. Bro-in fo sho sho.

Ugh. Identity crisis.
Think I'm goin crazy sometimes.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Writing is an art in which I missed.


I may raise eyebrows. But you know what? I'm okay with that. The morrow comes and Alison and I are job hunting. Tomorrow is a new day. Haller.

Friday, January 1, 2010

If the socks don't fit, change them.

Today I learned that all I need to make sure I do is love myself. And as long as I do that, everything's going to be okay.