2010

As I sit here in the final minutes of 2010, I find it a bit cliche that I am reflecting on the year.  Yet, I am almost certain that there are MILLIONS of other people who are or have done the same.  I must say, 2010 defined my year as an adult. 

I went from just going to school and smoking and working, to doing all those things but actually having a social life.  Granted, it wasn't much of one, but I went out more often, had beers on more than one occasion just because, and engaged in older adult interaction (whereas now it's legit to be 23 and talk intelligently with a 50 year old). 

I also started at UNM, and if their education program didn't suck so bad, I'd stay there.  Granted, it's all she said, he said b/s from NMHU but I know many transfers from UNM so I don't doubt it.  But so far, English is legit.

I also moved out, failed, moved back home, and I gotta say, so far so good.  But I do realize my failure is due to my actions, but hey, I'm sure we've all done that once too.

Fall of 2010 brought forth a new, shall we say, discovery.  Many claim to have known all along, but I finally realized it.  It's not to it's full potential that everyone always thought it was, but it's there; a thought that I shall freely admit when brought up in a conversation the third-party initiates.  But, seeing how I am just in the testing phase, there is no need to express my non-sexual hypothesis.

And, FINALLY, after 3 years of being in the dark, my writing has woken up and taken a different road.  I am fine with it.  I am just happy to be writing again!  My lonliness now has company!

With that, I conclude 2010.  AM I GLAD YOU'RE GONE!

I welcome 2011 with open arms, and open mind, and I really do plan on making a difference this year and getting some of my writing out there.

CHEERS TO ALL IN 2011.. Let's really make it a year!

On gifts..

A co-worker and I were talking about giving gifts today.  She's only getting gifts for certain people.  I, on the other hand, am giving all 35 employees gifts; chapstick, socks, lotion, and banana bread.  I think of it this way: Sure, there are select people I would just wanna give gifts, but the others, the ones I don't select, are bound to get me something.  It's because everyone at my job likes me, give or take a few, but still.  So I think, what if I don't get one of those someones a gift?  So instead of leaving anyone out, everyone gets the same thing.  Granted, there are select individuals who get a lil something extra but that's really it.

Isn't it about giving anyways?  Religion aside.

Word

Been doin' a lot of thinkin' yeah, my mind is real crazy, and, lately

I don't feel like myself, a shell, a casing, it's hell

has me pacing halls covered in paste with padded walls

and they might as well restrain me, it's plainly, in writing

it's vague but it's from my mind, comes at any time.

See, you don't believe me when I say I need help, you think I'm fine

I just wanna yell, hell, just gimme a pill

Imma deal with it, take four, shut the door, heal, and deal with it

it might take a couple of minutes, maybe hours, days, weeks, or even years

we all saw what happened, but I made it, I'm still here

I've gained back your eyes, maybe one day I'll have ya ears.

No lie, truth all around

I'm not gonna deny my schizophrenic mind, it's beautiful

full of hope, dope, yeah I quit the coke

nope, maybe not cold turkey, but it's no longer a tease for me

guess I just tamed my addictive personality, crawled into the lap of reality

waking up, shaking it up like Elvis Presley.

Metaphors and similies are becoming a hobby, a specialty

lobby, reform, just don't conform, be yourself

yeah it's hard but don't make it about wealth and be stealth

in your navigation cuz with a mind like mind, no tellin' the destination

ya don't need a high class education to understand my presentation I have a PhD in augmentation

of the mind, make ya think with a rhyme, it may take sometime

but soon, you'll realize that the truth is better than a lie

even though the truth is easier to hide.

I'm worth the ride, the trip, I'm addictive like the drip

sweet or sour, depends on the hour and Imma stop being a coward

gonna get to ya by using my words, word, that's my favorite word

it can mean any word, and I'll continue to use it forever

Word...