Homeless

I need a place to live.

Flake

I'm not the type of person to make plans.

Busy

Work, work, work.

1, 2, 3

Pull the trigger. Set off the bang that leaves people breathless, still without emotion. The surprise really comes from the noise, but not the fact that someone might have just been killed. Why is this? We are driven by curiosity, and that curiosity can control us to do unimaginable things. Things that lead us to murder, drugs, unreliable relationships. Curiosity can also have its strong points though. Without it the world would be stuck, resisting change, resisting improvement in anything that needed a helping hand. I am Jack's cruel sense of curiosity. Doing what I can to create change, but not help.

Sometimes I Act Like..

Like nothing matters. Like I'm happy. Like I'm satisfied. Like people don't matter. Like I have no potential. Like I have money. Like I don't lie. Like I'm not interested. Like I don't care. Like I'm good enough to make it. But really, who's acting?

Been a While

Been a while since I blogged. Been really busy lately with school mostly, and a lot of training. Gotta get to L.A. son ;]. haha. But I'll definitely start blogging again. As of right now, my life is weird.

But umm.. in the meantime, check out a little youtube channel Rudy and I started.

http://www.youtube.com/user/TheHappiFellahs

enjoy :]
subscribe:]
blog more later:]

Q and A

There are a lot of similar questions that people always tend to ask me. haha. so I'm just going to go ahead and answer them here. ENJOY!

"Do you straighten your hair?"
-no i do not straighten my hair, i just blow dry it. ;]

"Why are your blogs so complicating?"
-it's just the way i tend to write and how it actually comes out when im writing it. and its fun making people think about what it's really about. lol. :]

"What shampoo do you use?"
-i use dove baby. haha.

"Can you do a backflip for me?"
-no i will not amuse you with flips and tricks. i am not a circus animal. but you can go to loopkicks camp 09 in the summer. i'll be doing flips there. ;]

"What college do you want to go to?"
-ahhh..I would like to go to an art school for film and photography. but haven't really decided yet.

"When do you get your braces off? You've had them forever!"
-yeah i know i've had them for like my whole life :[. and they keep telling me it's soon, but i really have no idea.

"How come you don't drink or anything?"
-because i can have fun sober

"What are you? Japanese?"
-hahaha. no no. i am white and filipino. ;] HOLLA!

"How many girlfriends have you had?"
-less than 4 and more than 2.

have more questions?
myspace me ;]
or aim :]

myspace.com/dimpleboy005
aim: dimpleboy005

Free Falling

Step up to the edge of the warm, rocky cliff. Feel the breeze that blows across your face as you look across the view of the world. Looking down at the long drop below me I feel as if the only way to get down is to leap. I never feel like jumping, and then again, who does? If I were to leap, I would have to land on my feet, and not fall hard straight onto my face. I would have to take that risk of possibly hurting myself if I ever want to reach the bottom.

Free fall into the endless hole of possibility and happiness.

Stop This Train

Can someone please stop this train so I can get off and go home? I've stepped on and made a few stops before even realizing where I'm going. All I've been really talking about lately was to stay on this train until it stops at a place where I can discover new things, meet new people, see new sights; thinking about it now I really just want to get off and go back to where the world was in black and white.

It's going to be a long ride.

Fortune Teller

What does the future have for me? Hopefully I can make enough of the right decisions and be where I want to be. The right job, the right people, the perfect atmosphere. I know I have the potential to achieve what I want in life; now I just have to get off of my ass and do something about it.

Insanity:

Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

~Albert Einstein

Cracked Open

People never realize that good things pass through their lives in many shapes, forms and colors every single day; they're just too busy worrying about the iniquitous problems they go throughout the time period the feel lonely and afraid. Open up and see the world as its been for billions of years, not as it is the moment you feel blamable, downhearted, or wrong. Need help? Get out and help others. Feel depressed? Go out and make someone smile. Feel wrong? Make someone feel right. Open the door to a whole new person filled with joy and beatitude, helping out others while helping yourself.

I've only cracked open my door.
Unlock yours.

Megaphone

Inspiration - A divine influence directly and immediately exerted upon the mind or soul.

Influence on the mind. Influence on the soul. Does anybody have inspiration that effects them in a way they feel they need to just get up and shout what they believe in? Lately, people seem to be dead, effortless in movement and breath. I have plenty of inspiration all around to help me achieve what I believe in, but my voice doesn't seem to be loud enough for anyone to hear. The sound bounces off bricks, wood, pavement and dirt but never through the ears of somebody important.

Be loud and heard. Inspire.

I need a megaphone.

Shark

You're good at this. You just don't give up. Swimming along the shores with an innocent human being while depending on tiny fish and flesh to keep you alive. Not the flesh of other people, but the flesh of a single individual helps you quench your thirst. With just one bite you've fallen in love with the special qualities and taste that no other trout has. But you get sick of the same taste, and beg for variety; swimming away to rid yourself of hunger while leaving the defunct person to lay floating across the ocean. About to pull for air and safety, she makes a halfhearted attempt to stay alive and the shark swims by once more only for another bite. She tries to swim away as fast as she can but this great white beast clings heavily onto her side like a tick, dependent on their victims. You aren't needed here. You take life away from something that helps you live. The only thing that can push her to safety are the soft waves of the ocean, and maybe she can walk away with a just a scar from past injuries.

Swim away and never come back.

Timb Bomb

Set up a time. Listen to the ticking of the clock that counts down. Be patient. Ready for an explosion. My patience has run out, and it's the thickheaded people I come in contact with that cause the ticking of the clock to skip. The people with wit and common sense help pause the clock for a few seconds and the bomb is left alone. Leaving it alone brings the roaches and bugs back out of their holes to come out and feed on what they think is good for them; chewing away, only gaining short discharges. Possibly when my time bomb stops ticking it can get rid of the creepy crawlers that bother me throughout the day. If the bomb I've set did happen to explode though, I'd be left in pieces, which would allow the roaches to feed off every piece they find.

I need to set a new timer.

With A Strike of a Match

Something so small like a tiny match can start to grow and expand into a prodigious flame. Some see horrors. Others see beauty. The influenced feel pain. I see change. Change in a sense that something beautiful can be broken down only to gain more beauty and strength. The ones that take a newly built work of art for granted are the ones that will continuously feel the burns from the abiding fires.

In movement there is life, and in change there is power. Move forward with passion.