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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

my two cents about life.

life isn't about any of us individually.  if our loved ones were taken away from us tomorrow, if everything we had was stripped away from us, if we were lost in life what would you live for, and how happy would you be.

I am not lonely, i am not depressed, I no longer question the bad things that happen to me or good people, i no longer question why bad people get good things, why there is no such thing as true justice in this cold world.  why things never work out the way I want them too, no matter how hard I'd try.  I don't know what lies ahead of me, but i am not afraid.  I don't believe in what i use too, "one's best can never be failure," because we all fail, even if it is our best.  why i can't help those who don't want help.   i don't wonder or feel like how i use too like i once did before.

I realized..... we make mistakes.  none of us are perfect.  some are saints, some are liars, but there are more liars then there are saints.  we are human.   we are unique, and each have great talents.  we weren't given life to live for ourselves.  i like to think we each have purpose, we have unique weaknesses to lean against the strong.  It's in our nature to communicate with eachother, if we couldn't, we wouldn't need eachother.   i've gone through many tragedies, as i'm sure you all have too, but tragedies when overcome are the greatest stories to tell someone going through the same situation.   bad things happen to good people because good people like bad people, sometimes do bad things.  meaning, good people are not always so good.  When i feel in the mood, i give bums on the street change, other times i lie and say I have none, so am i good person?

so what do we live for.  we have the families, community and environments we were born in for a reason, we don't pick those, we're given them.  who are we fooling trying to be someone or something we're not by comparing ourselves to others, we are not them, we each have our own gifts and talents.  choose wisely what it is we choose to do with ourselves, what a waste it'd be if we kept our talent to ourselves, or worse, just don't use them.  because the truth is, there is something more important out there than just us, the reason we breathe, the real reason we should live for, far more important than us being selfish about our own lives, the reason we should give back to the one that never left us but take for granted, God.


Sunday, December 10, 2006

how to focus?

so i woke up this morning with a massive ass headache (no, it wasn't a hangover, maybe i'm getting sick? beats me, really don't care). but i woke up focused as all hell, and i don't know why. i just beat my dad in pool 6-0 on an average of 2-3 turns every game. not spectacular yet, but better than any other day. maybe it waas the claritin i took this morning. my problem as i would think anyone elses is, is trying to stay focused and turning it on like a light switch.  i guess only people that do some type of hobby/sport would know what i'm talking about. i.e. in relationship to basketball, before you shoot, u should just KNOW that the mother f'er is gonna go in the hole, i don't think pros would shoot random shots and just expect them to go in, they have a certain train of thought.  People that bowl, do the sammmmmmmeeeee (boring) thing over and over again. roll the ball, hit all the pins down. you would think everyone in the world would master that of such an idea that's so simple and repetitive, but no, that shit is hard.  some would say it's confidence, although i agree it plays a big role, i think it's also just a part of playing well, just as practice is a part of playing well too. i don't know this is probably a boring ass blog, but hey, you're readin it?! muhaha.. so all i want to know, is how to turn on being focused like a lightswitch when i want it to be.  amazon doesn't even have any books on it! assholes. but if anyone knows of somewhere i could learn more about it, let me know. i guess i'll be taking another claritin in the morning tomorrow.


Friday, August 18, 2006

no regrets this summer, i've kept myself open and met some great people, y'all rock!


Sunday, August 06, 2006

Your pretty face is not enough
Behind your eyes I know you're lying


Sunday, July 30, 2006

jcirujales (10:57:47 AM): sighh girls these days
jcirujales (10:58:09 AM): another thing i never understood is why girls care about how fat their arms look
jcirujales (10:58:15 AM): guys don't care about how fat your arms look
jcirujales (10:58:34 AM): we don't even care about a girl's arm, unless their muscle is bigger than ours
jcirujales (10:59:31 AM): we striclty care about butt boobies and face..  and u know a flat stomach is a plus.
jcirujales (10:59:40 AM): dammit i'm gonna put that on my xanga entry

jcirujales (10:59:48 AM): to let all the girls in the WORLD! know that.


We don't care about your ARMS! work that  ASS out! and squeeze those tennis balls!



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