Wednesday 2010

Another awesome day at Full Sail, now I know what to do for father's day, he is going to love it, or so I hope, and I also developed a commercial idea for his company and the company he works with, I am so stoked. I gotta say, if there is one thing I love about Orlando is that it will be hurricane-like for a good hour, with lightning and everything (I love thunder and lightning) , and then after that its like nothing ever happened. The good thing about it, nay, the GREAT thing about it, is the aftermath, the sky clears out, everything feels clean, and you are able to enjoy sunsets like the one I am enjoying today, absolutely dawning. And so I thought I would share it with you.

After Tuesday, But I guess it is Wednesday already

So I had class from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. with a 5 hour break between 1 and 5. Awesome right?, not so much. On another hand though, I really love it, I guess the reason I didn't enjoy it as much today was because of Monday night. Mmm Monday Night... lovely. Let me deviate from yesterday momentarily, so I can have a moment to talk, well write, about this eventful night, and the evening that led to it. I went to pick up my friend Jessica and made the awful mistake of trusting my phone for directions, long story short, It took me to the highway, led me far far away, nearly got me killed, only to bring me somewhere which, in reality, was only 15 minutes away from my house. Quite the adventure.

Anyways, I got there, picked her up, hung out, picked up another friend and proceeded to start the second part of my eventful night, Crush @ Backbooth, pretty sweet I must say. It was an oasis of house music, dub-step, very interesting people, and last, but definitely not least, creeps. Because who can forget about that guy that dances very subtly your way, and whom you very "subtly" dance away from, but still manages to keep on dancing subtly your way with a "I'm gonna get you" look on their face. Causing you to have a "I'm not fucking joking, move on" look on YOUR face, which unfortunately he doesn't understand, but somehow the cute guy next to him manages not to miss. Yes I know, who gives a fuck about your clubbing life, same story different place different day. Well let me tell you, clubbing may be basically the same thing, Dancing to music etc..., but it is NEVER not interesting or amusing in any way. As long as you go with the right mind set, and to the right club off course, you are guaranteed to have something to say about every one of these nights. In a summed up way, my monday night consisted of; meeting the coolest michael jackson re-incarnate ever, having massive amounts of water thrown around, a good fall or two (God I LOVE falls whether its me or someone else), A man whom I am pretty certain considers multiple spasms as dancing, and a pretty smart cowboy whom my friend and I talked to for a good hour after we stepped out of the club.

But Enough of Clubs, at least for now, after all it is the reason, well that and heels are actually, why my legs are sore and why I could barely wake up for class today. And after class it became a day of doing a whole lot of nothing really, I hung out with one of my friends then went to another friends house and made brownies, he gave me some to take with me when I left and then I stopped at another friends house and gave him brownies :). Then I came back home finished my storyboard, and emailed my mother before deciding it was time to start posting things in my blog again.

Yeah I know, Uneventful, but hey, it was everything but boring.

HeyHey

Hi Everybody,

It has been a year since I have started my life in Full Sail University, and I have chosen to make my blog an actual Blogging space, My poems will now be posted on my production's company facebook page, once it is ready I will post the link here. There has been so much going on throughout this year, and I feel I've grown more this eight months than I have in my entire life. I have come to realize that there is so much I need to do to get myself out there so I have been getting my act together and trying to get my production company as well as my art going on by experiencing different forms of it. I am truly excited and look forward to it a lot.

A Cry for Help

Things I can't explain, yet i wish i could complain, tears and screams are all in vain, if you are here you are here to stay, if you come just go away, i wont live another day, you are making my life gray, I wish you'd just run astray, for this to disappear i daily pray, i wish it were a dream, i wish it were untrue, How could God turn out to be so cruel. A cry for help, my ultimate yelp, and death runs with stealth, and gets rid of you body as slowly as gambling eats wealth. So I convey this emotion, which in my mind causes a commotion. I can’t control how it easily breaks my soul. It seems like in its story I play the victim’s role. And though the end is abrupt, I quickly give up, I have no strength in me, and so I’m going to make this easy. I terminate this lullaby, which leads to my last goodbye, I search for no recognition, I search for no pride, I finish this saying I enjoyed the ride.

One night in Amsterdam

When I was walking through amsterdam
I realized Id no longer see uncle sam
My wrists were bound my hands were tied
I knew it was to be the day I died

And now the virus creeps in
Feeding off my latest sin
You hold the antidote in your hands
Yet you turn it into sand

You are killing me with every stare
You caught me helpless unprepared
And like a child I keep giving in
To your hypnotizing grin

And now the virus keeps creeping in
Feeding off my latest sin
You bare the cure to withstand
My disease on command

Masochism is the latest trend
There is no need to pretend
Looking for ways to live this lie
My mind knows its for the best but my heart refuses to comply

And now I'm grasping my own skin
So it won't tear apart or fall in
Masochism is the latest trend
Loving you kills me. Allow yourself to bend.

And now this is my demise
My soul crawls into your eyes
What you don't grasp or comprehend
Is that when this begins so does my end.

Industrious Rebel

This industrious revolution
I've been held accountable for
I offer no resignation or solution
The real question is do you want more

No premise is necessary
To foreshadow my downfall
I already know what is coming
I know I am death's ultimate goal

Whisper slowly in my ear
the things you used to desire
Do it slowly make it clear
What you wish you may acquire

But I am the industrious rebel
Who goes against the game
Come with me take a chance
You just might be the one who makes me tame

And as you slowly open your eyes
Understand that this will suffice
The devil is on our side
Yet it is god whom is our guide

I am the industrious rebel
Who goes against the game
Don't let go come in closer
Know that this leap is not in vain

I am the industrious rebel
Who fell in love with your eyes
I am the industrious rebel
Whom you have made his own soul despise

The Silents Soul preach to the Ghoul

There was once this silent soul
Who dared one day to speak
He encountered a vicious ghoul
And fell into an endless pit

On his way he realized
That he had been eternally doomed
His fate was crystallized
His greatest demons from the darkness loomed

And then a streak of light soared through the abyss
Unfolding into clarity
he learned that you need to first be oblivious
To be able to achieve humanity

And on his way he realized
That He had been forsaken
From that day he crossed the line
He regreted ignoring the road not taken

Return he did when he found the answer
To that unresolved mind eating cancer
He had to write his story down
Before he would in his emotions drown

Kind are the eyes that understand
The collision's passionate disaster
I don't know where this dillema will land
While we proceed to a new chapter