Are you really that unprepared?

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 03:33:43 GMT

Optimism is no longer part of my vocabulary. Neither is homework.

Sleep is for bitches.

Mon, 12 Feb 2007 08:43:31 GMT

I'm tired of having to deal with all this shit from the past. I learned from them and I have silenced them for a reason. I'm tired of having my past hurt the ones I care for. I'm tired of having to always challenge my own perspective just to prove a point to people. I'm sick of not being able to meet those high standards people expect of you. I'm tired of having other people manipulate my thoughts, my perspectives, my morals. I'm fucking tired of having to second look people for who they really are. I fucking hate how I'm led to believe things are going good, soon to realize that things fuck up later on. I'm fucking tired of allowing people to do such irrational things. I'm fed up with people making me feel lesser of a person. I'm fed up with those two-faced motherfuckers out there who think they're the shit. I'm fucking tired of all this bullshit where people who aren't involved make shit their own business. It's a near-impossible task to prove everyone wrong, especially if you're up against the world. Nobody to turn to, not even your close friends. Because everyone is a suspect. Nobody owns trust, not even myself. I'm willing to take on this task because I already put everything on the line and I'm fed up of just spectating irrational things to happen. I hate being a sitting duck in a corrupted pond spectating everything I care about, everything that I put blood, sweat, and tears into just to decay. I'm fed up with hate dividing up us, violence underminding us, hostility guiding us. False speculations, misunderstood perspectives. Difficulty to stay true to the ones you love. False assumptions. Sick of it all. What San Diego is much plagued of. I'm ready to put everything on the line just to prove a point. Just to make people realize how corrupted we all have become. It's probable that I will fail, land flat on face just to pick myself up and try again, but it doesn't matter, I want out of all of this. One way or the other, I'm ready to end this bullshit, whatever it takes.

The beginning of the end

Sun, 16 Jul 2006 19:59:10 GMT

Summer is over. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. It was fun.

Eyes closed, fingers crossed.

Tue, 04 Jul 2006 02:27:34 GMT

Mediocre at this point is not acceptable. Going above and beyond is the only option. No more slacking off. Think straight, stay focused. Have the end in mind. Know what you want, and fight for it. Determination. Passion. Desire.

omgits_cj

Are you really that unprepared?

Sleep is for bitches.

The beginning of the end

Eyes closed, fingers crossed.