mas tiempo por favor

Aight so this weekend was pretty fun. I thought I got all my work done so Alex and some of my other friends went out Friday night. Alex knew this kid from his high school who was throwing a party at his apartment. He had it planned for a while so it was pretty legit. When we got there, there was a Dj playin a sick mix of popular songs with dubstep and trip hop beats behind it and there were black lights and the whole nine yards. You guys get the idea. It was a sick party. We got there a little early, chilled and then after a while it really started to pick up. Eventually throughout the night our group sort of got broken up and I think we didn’t really see much of each other at all. Finally at about 1:45 or so I found my friends and we left. Some of my friends were worse off than others but it was all good in da hood. There were five of us and we all made it home safely for the most part. I lost one of my friends but that was his fault. He got on the bus with us and when we got off at the tech bus stop he wasn’t there anymore. Oh well. It’s a good learning experience for him haha. Afterwards, we just ended up chilling in the lounge in Lee and talking until like 4 in the morning which was a lot of fun too. The next day I went to the game. Everything was good except the end result. Maryland’s stupid. Oh and here is some flarf I don’t really know what else to say. I searched the words “What up man.” It doesn’t make sense.

What up man

Listen to The Cool Kids

in a very rudimentary way

a balance of faith and behavior,

a swaggerific, speaker-busting, self-produced English term or phrase

a global call to action using music and sports to engage

which is answered by repeating the same phrase

So I woke up this morinin and uploaded a video of me doing this

The Urban Dictionary Thumbnails it so

Listen to Street_Waves Yo.

I miss the 90s.... things were simpler then

Setting: police station

Detail: A taxidermied panther

Person: A boy who uses 1990s looking computer program

He woke up in a police station, scared, nervous, and confused. But that wasn’t important now. The only thing that mattered was how he ended up in the cell and how he was going to convince the police that he wasn’t a criminal. The boy was a complete loser. He used Windows 95, didn’t keep up with the times, and didn’t improve his technological systems. However, he didn’t care at all. Instead, he dubbed himself the Captain Awesome, and at night he sported a superhero costume and prowled the streets looking for criminals who were conveniently smaller and dumber than him to take down. This was uncommon, but oh well. However, one night everything turned completely upside down. He was chasing a common local criminal after he heard of a house robbery of Sir Charles, the richest man in the city. The stolen artifact was a priceless taxidermied panther. He chased the robber through dark, sketchy alleys of the city. Then the robber tried to make a break for it. He climbed up a fire escape on an old abandoned warehouse. Captain Awesome lost sight of the robber as the he swung over the edge of the top of the building on the roof. As Captain Awesome lifted himself over the edge of the roof, fear struck him cold. Before he had even a second to react, the panther was thrown at him full speed, knocking him off the edge of the building with the dead animal. He lay there motionless with the taxidermied panther by his side. He woke up in a police station, scared, nervous, and confused. The robber was gone and the men in the offices were discussing his fate. “What a Loser.” “He aint gonna last one night in the house. He’s screwed.” “Idiot. He freakin stole a panther. What the hell’s he gonna do with it anyway.” He sat there motionless and powerless of his destiny. He was no longer Captain Awesome. He didn’t care about his identity anymore or what happened; he just wanted his 95 computer. Stupid Panther. If only Commander Keen were here to save him…

rewind the video of my life i wanna redo that dammit!

Okay, so a quick follow up – I finished the chili challenge and got my super hardcore t-shirt with a roaring bear and fire breathing gorillas! It’s brutal, and yes, I feel more manly than I did at the beginning of the week despite the fact that I almost cried on the fifth day. Even though it was really spicy it was still good chili. But now on to this week’s blog. I found a YouTube video of my childhood dream job. But before you watch it, you have to know a little bit about me and what this means to me. Ever since I was about five years old or so, I wanted to be a fighter jet pilot. It sounds childish but I don’t care. It would be amazing to be one and it still is my dream job. The worst part about it though is I am physically UNABLE to be one as a career. It’s the worst feeling in the world to know that the phrase “You can be anything you want to be when you grow up” doesn’t apply to me. The reason being, I am slightly deaf in my left ear. Its bulls*** especially when I wasn’t born with bad hearing. It was my fault. Freshman and sophomore year of high school I was on track to applying to the Air Force academy and joining the ROTC program so I could achieve my dream. However, I was also in a band in high school for those years. I played guitar and the way we set up for gigs and shows, I had my amp and the drummer to my back left about 6 or 7 feet away ( we played a lot of house parties so it was a little cramped). After 2 years, the traveling bus for sight and hearing tests came to our school, and the tests showed that my hearing was significantly lower in my left ear than my right ear. I didn’t even notice it. It feels fine. It just sucked that I couldn’t fly. But anyways back to the video. I like the footage a lot especially the last scene where he is all by himself for miles flying alone (except for the camera). I know some people will find it a little boring or maybe repetitive, but to me it’s awe inspiring.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWPlrE9rNV8

The Spartans soldiers had war; The Vikings plundered villages; The Romans conquered the known world; Modern man has contact sports, hunting, cars, technology, and outdoor BB-Q grilles. These are things that have separated men from MEN! As for me, I am eating chili…. in the chili cook off at d2! This week I will be proving to the world that I am great and I AM MAN! RAAWWWRRR! Two weeks ago I signed up for the chili cook off and so far it’s been awesome. On Monday, the chili was very mild, tasty, and hearty. I asked the lady that worked there if I could have a second bowl but she said no and that they needed enough for everyone else. The second day threw me off my game, way off my game. It was less spicy than the first day and almost sweet. The chef wasn’t around to answer my questions about this flaw in the contest, but it was okay because the chili was still seriously good. Come Wednesday, the recipe got kicked up a notch. While serving my bowl, I could see the peppers and peppercorn in the chili and the lack of tomatoes which I heard are supposed to help with the spices. It was still delicious none the less but it defiantly took longer to finish and I had an extra glass of water. On Thursday, the chili definitely started to reach my limits of how spicy I like my food. On top of the spices, the chili was actually physically scalding hot. I had to wait a while before I could even take a bite of it. I got halfway through the bowl of chili before I started sweating and got the sniffles. Like my dad always said, “If you’re sick, drink some tobasco sauce; that’ll clear your sinuses.” After finishing my bowl, I thought about the last day’s bowl of chili. Tomorrow’s gonna be very interesting to say the least. However, I will not give up! No matter what! Especially when there’s this really badass t-shirt at stake with a roaring bear and fire breathing gorillas! What’s more manly then a bear?