Family

So, this christmas brought our family together right? ...well...kinda...

Everything was fine up until tonight, where we had our "christmas" with my mom...my sister, who hates my mom, was already being uptight and nonwilling.....

but last night, my step grandma, grandma fran, called my sister out (in private conversation) about being a instigator and getting my family to look down on me and look up on her.

over the past few holidays, she has told my grandparents and extended family that i: have a tattoo, smoke and am a nude model.

As devoted catholics they are...they of course chewed me out until i felt like a piece of shit....while my sister sat back and watched me feel horrible with a smirk on her face....

Why? why would she do this?

I feel like its because she realizes that i am truely able to succeed  her in many ways and she feels like that she needs to point out my "flaws"....

Grandma Fran said "you know...my parents would have hit me if i ever ratted on my siblings like that"....that really hit home for me...i realized that i truely cant trust the one i should be able to trust most. That hurts.

I realize that we are two different people with two different mind sets and philosophies...but the sibling bond has such strength that should never be broken for personal gain.

This hurts. She is one of the only people that i was able to vent to thinking of total secrecy....but now, i know that i am unable to do so.

it sucks. a lot. but such is life. you learn what works and what doesnt...and clearly this doesnt work...and i shall move on, persevere and conquer from here forth.... and if she wishes to burn this bridge, i'll gladly hold the torch to my end as she does to hers....

It's my life right?

i dont get it... why are employers allowed to judge you on what you put on fbook and twitter?

Facebook and Twitter are social media that allows you to express your true self. I do not foresee why it is allowed for employers to look at these and judge your work ethic on your personal life.

If you look at my facebook, you can see that I am in college, I enjoy drinking, parties and speaking my mind...
And if you look at my twitter, you will see most of my uncensored thoughts about random things....

Why should I be punished for being myself? Also, everyone has two different personas, a work and a personal life.

My work ethic is superb. I am hard working and loyal and blahblahblah
whereas my personal life is PERSONAL.

i just dont think its appropriate to judge someone farther than a resume and a interview...

Ok...so fuck this shit? yes?

ok. so. to start off...im quite a bit inebriated...i can see the police car outside my window (thankfully it wasnt called on us)...so i have three roommates....and all three got laid AND have the girl staying the night.

I met a girl earlier tonight (FINALLY) that i have had my eye on since day one of last spring semester....and we talk and flirt and yet she still uses me for alcohol and a few songs in my room.

I didnt make a serious move because i like this girl...at first i liked her for her looks. she is petite and as cute as a penguin....but tonight i actually got to talk to her...and she seemed sooooo cool...yet...she moved onto the next guy like *snaps fingers* that. yet, one of my roommates got it in with one of the BEAUTIFUL girls that i kinda had my eye on...

Don't get me wrong...im not mad that he fucked her brians out....im just....jealous that it wasnt me.

These girls don't know the amazing things i can do...and yet they still pass me up...

Is it my looks? or my personality? am i too nice? or too much of an asshole?

so here i am....sitting alone....wishing i was entertaining a beautiful girl right now...but im not. did i fumble? or did i actually set my foot in the door with a girl that can possibly be more than just a one night thing? who knows??

only tomorrow can tell.

Oh the butterflies....

The opposite sex... for me, it's women.
Most of my friends do not realize how deep my passion for the beauty of the female physique truly runs. I admire women. When I see a beautiful woman, I have thousands of questions about her. What is she like? Is this her on a good day? Why have I not seen her before? Why is she here at this time? Is she a good kisser? Good in bed? Should I try to talk to her...

And that is the one that breaks everything...The approach and delivery of talking to a beautiful woman. Lord knows it's hard enough to approach a beautiful girl, let alone capture her interest in not only a long enough conversation to exchange at least names...but to capture her interest into you so that she wants to talk to you more.

Yet, most of the time, us men fail to even approach the woman, let alone woo her enough to want to talk to you more than the "elevator conversation". I know I have done this many times.

And what is even worse than all that is the rejection. If it wasn't for all the times that we have been rejected, we'd probably approach women more.

I hate building up the courage (usually with the help of liquid confidence) to actually approach a beautiful woman, then thinking of a charming way to break the ice, tell my name, have a conversation, and hopefully at least get her phone number; all to get shot down within 90 seconds.

You don't know me. You don't know what kind of an impact I could have had on your life (and vise versa).

Because of the aforementioned, I tend to now fumble when an opportunity arises...especially if I am sober.
Example? A few weeks ago, I met a photographer at a wedding that I was catering at. She's the one who talked to me first...and I made the mistake of not introducing myself until she asked for my name a few hours after a few small conversations. I ended up giving her my number on the way out and I am glad I did. Although she does not live in this state, I still created a connection with someone new.

So why did I fumble on many chances with the photographer? Because I thought she was gorgeous. She had that natural beauty that I long for. I was so afraid of rejection that I potentially could have let her slip away not talking to her....not knowing her name...not knowing her phone number.

So if any women are reading this....please, stop being stuck up....if you think a guy is cute, you can approach him. Don't be afraid. It'll save a lot of bullshitting.

~SL

Oh shit...I forgo-

We've all done it. We told ourselves to remember something for later and we forget. Like this post was supposed to be about something completely different but I forgot. I thought the idea for the post while I was doing bitch work at work (I was waiting for my boss to go to some rags to clean up the oil that he spilled) and I told myself that I need to remember the idea. I even thought about writing it in my phone so that I would not forget...and guess what? I was too lazy to do that and I fucking forgot it.

That thought is gone. Never to be erected exactly the same again. Hopefully I'll remember it sometime in the near future and not be a dumbass and write it down.

But don't you hate it when you forget? I know I do. I hate when something slips my mind because I just truthfully don't give a shit.

On the flip side, I have an awesome memory. I can remember random shit that I don't really need to know. But I am a BEAST at remembering directions and how to get back to a commonly known area.

I have ran out of shit to say...at least good enough shit to write down and share with the world.... this post was medicore at best....sorry

The Cause of Unhappiness

Unhappiness can stem from many things. It is an emotion that can be felt for less than a second or for a majority of your life. Where does this feeling come from?

It could be said that we feel unhappiness when we are unable to pursue what we wish to obtain. May it be as little as winning a $2 bet or as big as losing the love of your life. Happiness stems from getting what we want. Beautiful women, a cold beer at the end of a hard day, vacation, going 100+ in my car, among many many other things are what can make me happy. I desire to admire the female form, I desire to taste the refreshing drink to relax myself, I love the adrenaline and the feeling of not being able to look behind you (I might right a post about that....its a philosophic idea that just came into my head)...all these desires and more...they all drive me to pursue the items or actions that can make me happy. The unhappiness comes in when something comes in and forces me to do something other than what I truly wish to do.

You just have to eliminate as much potential problems as you can and hope for the best. I hope nothing but the best and happiness to all...even my enemies.

~SL

Philosophy. It has been defined as "the pursuit of wisdom". What a powerful word....

What other words can describe nearly what we do for our entire life? Breathing? haha. But do we not pursue wisdom every single day. Haven't you said "you learn something new everyday" at least once? 

What does it mean to pursue wisdom? Isn't wisdom subjective? 

When it comes down to it...yes, wisdom is subjective. What I have learned is completely different from what anyone else has learn. No two people can have the same exact life experiences. 

When you study philosophy, you read other peoples written thoughts so that you can expand your knowledge and be able to view a common subject from many angles and either side with one that has already been uttered among the world. Or you are able to point out the flaws in all the theories and formulate and create your own in order to justify your thoughts. It is interesting to spark such deep thought inside your head.

And thats the thing. Those thoughts stay inside of your head until you utter them for the world to hear. No one knows your thoughts nor will they ever be able to unless you voice them. 

So go forth and speak your thoughts. Teach someone what you believe and stand for.

~SL

The Beginning

Hello world. 


Time and time again I have been called an asshole. Be it from parents, family, friends, ex girlfriends or even a few strangers. I have also been complemented on my rhetoric, logic and brute lack of caring about the petty shit in peoples life. And all of this is true. I am an asshole at time because I speak words of truth and I don't like candy coating the problems in life. So I plan on using this blog on speaking my thoughts and life wisdoms. I don't plan on being a pessimistic ranter that bitches about everything....I just have some amazing thoughts that I'm willing to put out there for the world to see... so. with out any more delay... I give you: The Mindless Philosophy of an Asshole.


~SL