December 2009
Blogging Aint Easy: A Year In Review
I think the cool thing about writing an almost daily blog is that I’m able to go back and dig through the archives and see how far I’ve come, see how things have changed, etc. In 2009, I wrote more entries than ever before. Y’all knew a lot about me. Let’s take a look at the year that was:
JANUARY: I’m still writing blogs on MySpace. Katy Perry. ...
“My new years resolution is to quit smoking. Which gives me about… 12 hours...”
– Amir Blumenfeld
These Are Words.
I don’t remember what time I woke up yesterday. Actually, nevermind, yes I do. I remember I woke up mad early. Way too early. I spent the morning downloading music. I downloaded every album that Erik had suggested to me over the past couple weeks. Eventually, my mom came into my room and decided to clean it. Although, I appreciate my room being cleaned, I don’t appreciate the...
For Sure.
Howdy.
So, guess what I did today? Yep. You guessed it. Nothing. Nothing.
After I wrote that entry, I did some internet browsing. Just lookin’ up random shit, etc. For breakfast, I ate the bag of Chex Mix that Jimmy bought me last night along with a Coke. Breakfast of champions. I feel kind of bad, because here I am, not having gone to a wrestling practice in five days, not at the...
Pulse.
I woke up yesterday at about 7:30, which is somewhat of a normal time for me, so it was clear that I was feeling better. My mom had a doctor’s appointment out in Munster, so I had the house to myself for awhile. I cleaned my room, emptied my garbage, moved some of my Christmas gifts from the living room into my room and cleaned out my closet and took out every t-shirt that I don’t...
“During his childhood, he was influenced by the streets. Waka Flocka Flame looked...”
– Waka Flocka Flame’s Wikipedia biography
Still Nothing.
I really didn’t do a whole lot today.
I woke up and took my pill. I’m feeling slightly better, but still not 100%.
I finished Fight Club, the book. I liked it a lot.
I called Coach Jordan again and left another message saying that I was sick and unable to wrestle. I assume I’m not going to Granite City with the team.
I had an interesting discussion with Heather, as I...
Nothing.
Today I have done nothing. I feel horrible. I have not left my room and only occasionally have I turned on a light.
The only thing I’ve done today that could in some way be seen as an accomplishment is that I’ve started Fight Club, the book. I’m about halfway through it. I’m enjoying it.
I fell asleep a little while ago and woke up to find myself alone. I’m not...
Mercury.
When my parents and brother returned home from church, we departed for my grandma’s on my dad’s side, who lives in Steger. When we got there, my aunt, uncle and cousin had already arrived. My other uncle, of course, was already there, as he lives with my grandma. I wasn’t feeling terrible, but I still wasn’t feeling particularly fantastic either. At this point, I really...
Sick Sick Sick.
Last night, I went and picked up Jessica around 8:00 or so. It was incredibly icy out. After retrieving her, we went back to my house, exchanged gifts, hung out and watched The Blues Brothers, which she had never seen and had bought me for Christmas. She also made me some cookies. Yum. I took her home around midnight or so, and then came back home. I lurked around Facebook before hitting the...
“I’m done being a Bears fan until they figure out what the fuck they’re doing.”
– Marty, finding the words I’ve been looking for since week five.
Actin' Madd Young.
Sorry for falling behind.
Picking up from where I left off:
After I wrote that entry, I went to practice. Practice started out alright, then turned really really gay, and then went back to being decent. Have a bipolar head coach is difficult sometimes. I don’t know what we did in the two seconds we were drilling that forced him to make us run for a half-hour, but I do know that it was...
“So about __________ being gay…”
– quote of the night.
“Oh God, they’re fighting already.”
– Ian, on a brief scuffle between members of Thornwood’s wrestling team.
Gotta love black people.
Asian Child Labor.
Marty picked me up literally seconds after I finished yesterday’s entry. I would be wearing my Steve McNair (RIP) jersey while watching the Ravens game today. Marty grabbed me and we went over to James Lamb’s house. We watched football, Erik came over and James made one two delicious garlic bread pizzas for us. It’s kind of hard for me to write about yesterday, as there...
Fuck Everybody.
It’s good to be home, that’s for sure. It’s been awhile, but I’ll try and remember things the best I can.
On Friday, I didn’t have a final, so I didn’t have to go to school. I woke up at 7:30 and began to pack for my wrestling tournament. I had bought a bunch of Tiger Woods Gatorade at Walgreen’s, as it is now dirt cheap. I was set, lol. I played...
The Attempt To Resuscitate Lil Wayne’s Rebirth →
by MZ of The Smoking Section.
Knowledge is power.
Forever Flow.
Last night, I did not study for my Spanish final. I watched a little bit of the Kings/Wizards game, but ultimately went to sleep. I had heard on ESPN earlier that day that there was going to be a “$1 beer” promotion that night at the Kings game. I had a feeling that the only reason ESPN decided to nationally broadcast this game was in case of a drunken riot of fans, ESPN would have...
The Rooftop, Union Square and the Latin Quarter.
I forgot to mention a few things yesterday. Before I went to Erik’s house, my mother was m.i.a., presumably Christmas shopping, so I had to make dinner for my dad and I. There was already Italian sausage in the oven, so all I had to do was make sure it didn’t burn, and I also made instant mashed potatoes for my father and I. We ate and it was decent. My dad also went to his...
“‘Mike Gay Crosetto-Murphy’. That’s my stage name.”
– Coach Gilbert, on the fake name he uses on Facebook to pick up chicks.
God Wears Gucci.
So, last night I worked on my notecard for environmental science. I packed a lot of information on there, but I wasn’t really interested in that. All I wanted were the ten extra credit points Guag was doling out for doing it. I had the Cardinals/49ers game on in the background, but I didn’t really start watching it until the 4th quarter. Cardinal/49er games are always pretty good...
“You’ve never heard of Minor Threat? You’re a loser.”
– Coach Gilbert, critiquing Kevin’s musical taste.
