I Think I Died in 1941

I think I hit Pearl Harbor.

The only reason why I am assuming this is because my dad walked in my room babbling about reincarnation. I’m a firm believer in reincarnation so of course I gave him my full attention. He told me that its every 52 years or so that you get reincarnated. If that is the case than I must have died in 1941. This is the same year that Japan bombed Pearl Harbor and when the United States said “fuck it” and declared war. This all of course sparked WWII and the rest is history.

Where I stand in the mix of all of this is unknown. I sometimes tell myself that maybe I was born in Japan. The reason why I say this is because when I look at photographs of Japan they look so comforting and inviting. I somewhat want to be there. I could have been that daring pilot that bombed the harbor. Then again I could be wrong and I could have been one part of the Naval fleet that got killed on the USS Arizona.

What ever happened to me in my past is still a mystery but I hope to find out some time soon. Its quite interesting. This is why I can’t take up on any religion because I won’t be able to to think this way. I love abstract thinking and having that repressed would just piss me off.

College Talk

So lately as I bash college more and more, I’ve had two people preach to me about the importance of college. The first was my new fulltime supervisor at work who acts as if he drank an entire pot of coffee before coming in. He stressed to me how much he wants nothing more than to see all of us leave UPS with a piece of paper (referring to a degree of course) because it holds that much value. I couldn’t help but tell myself that while he’s telling me all of this, that fancy Apple Watch he kept glancing at was from a company founded by a college dropout.

As the fine young gentleman I am, I politely listened and pondered later what he told me. I’ve convinced myself college isn’t for me. Yes the college life is cool but having to go through the course’s is what I hate. I know I know, its like that for everyone but in my situation I feel that this isn’t for me. I’m going to put my mind and body through all of this strenuous effort to get a degree that will only help me get my “pinky toe” into the door as my buddy Daimont would say.

The more I ponder my presents in post secondary education, the more I get the “College Talk.” Just today as my mother and I were paying for the brand new tires on our car, the lead mechanic gave me a similar speech about college. I don’t know if its just me but I think theres some force that is trying to keep me in college. I don’t understand why because I have such radical views towards college.

I haven’t quit yet and I’m digging the perks of being student. But going back to my College discussion, I honestly think the only way to make it in life is if you start a business. Now I know, the first thought that comes to mind is that you need to go to school. Yes that is an option but what most people don’t realize is that there are seminars and classes nation wide that is similar to college course’s. You’ll be out of $800 but in the long run you will be able to obtain the knowledge needed to run and operate a business.

Whatever it is I’m trying to do, I need to figure it out quick because I am 21 and I’ll be 30 before we all know it.

My Thoughts About School

Post secondary education is a way the government exploits families by telling them that if you go to school you can get a better job and get a piece of the American pie. What they don’t tell you is that its all lies and they just want you’re money. How sad right?

Did I mention that when you go to college you are just learning one thing (unless you double major) that prepares you for a job? A job where you work for someone and you are not the boss. See I told someone at work about this and they looked at me as if I was crazy and said that you need college to live a better life.

Well… yes and no. See I was fortunate enough to grow up in a household with a father that has an entrepreneurs mind set. He also warned me about the work force and how they will treat you. So far I’ve been treated like shit and I don’t like it.

Now I know everyone can’t just go into business because you are still going to need people to work for you and if everyone was a businessman/woman than you wouldn’t have a workforce. It gets a little more complex than that little flimsy example I gave but the point is, College is BS and money is a lie.

Anatomy

Guess what guys? I’ve finally paid off my mac! (Hoorayy!) Now to get down to business.

Its July 12th and its safe to say that the summer is almost over. I’ve already pictured it. July will fly by like all the other months and before we know school will be back in session and trying to type up a paper will be the hardest thing to do since the invention of mechanical pencils.

But last night I was rolling the the city with my homie Brandon and I began to think to myself. “What have I done all this summer?” The question was starting to make me think that I wasted my entire summer and that I didn’t get enough skating in. As we rode around, specifically out on Bardstown rd, I realized that I really didn’t waste my summer at all. Its was pretty eventful. I spent a lot of time with the homies, wrote a lot of cool songs, skated a lot on the days it didn’t rain, learned switch tricks, and even made some awesome new friends.

The ideal summer that I had in mind before listing all of that was to just skate in Newburg and read books. Well guess what? I even did that too. I remember the summer prior to this one it was one of those “getting back to your roots” type ordeal. I had just got out of my first relationship, so actually getting to do what I want was something new and fascinating to me. I discovered my inner self and who I really was as I skated and listened to music. Fast forward to now I’ve done a lot more soul searching and a lot more tree blowing and have enjoyed it. I haven’t just had fun but have learned a lot.

Oh and remember my early life crisis? Well last night I made another realization that in just 3 and 1/2 months I’ll be 22. A scary number in my eyes but its what has the ball rolling and encouraging me to do more with my life and to live out all of my dreams. Just wait, you’ll be hearing from me a whole lot more.

Coffee Shop Days 2

Okay so check it. I’m sitting by the window in Heine Bros and right outside there is a table with an old lady sitting there. I low-key feel like she’s reading what I’m typing right now, so if she is… Hello! haha

Anyways today is my moms birthday so Happy Birthday mom!

I don’t plan on staying long because I need to head home and attend to some other stuff that is important so here is a brief over view of whats going on. RIGHT in front of me is a tall white lady and a SUPEr tall Indian guy talking business. They’re not as interesting though as the pretty ladies sitting outside talking about who knows what.

But never mind that.

Coffee Shop Days Pt. 1

So as I write this post I’m sitting in my favorite Coffee Shop which is Heine Bros. If you drink there then you are now automatically my friends. Anyways I wanted to start making a series of post of whats going on in the shop while I’m here. Now lets starts.

Directly sitting across from me is this white dude. He looks like a hipster and has a a Macbook Pro. On the cover of his mac he fucking out a mustache on the apple… lets talk about that shit real quick. Ive seen sitckers that bite the apple, pose next to the apple, but this mothafucka put a got damn mustache on his apple. Lets also talk about the slippers and hair cut that this dude has. He also keeps smiling awkwardly and is looking out of the window. I’m not sure if he got high for 4/20 and decided to sit in the coffee shop for 4 hours or he just naturally acts like this.

Anyways, morning on to the guy reading the atheist book. OKay, well I’m not surre if its an atheist book but it had a hart and triangle on it. I’d google it but I don’t have time, I’m typing.

Moving on…

My homie Christian put Cinnamon on my Cinna- wait. Never mind. I’ll say it anyways, he sprinkled cinnamon on my cinnamon roll and I wanted to tell him I was allergic to it as a joke but now that I think about it, If I was allergic I wouldn’t be able to eat the damn thing to begin with.

Last but not least…

Heine Bro’s is discontinuing my favorite tea for reasons unknown. Well not really, its because my homie Daimont and I are the only ones that drink it. They’ve replaced it with Oolong tea which is a good alternative. Its pretty tasty.

The End…

Well this ends Coffee Shop Days Pt.1 Expect more post or maybe an episode soon. I come here 2 or three times a week.

ps. second love

Awh Man, Well Shit: 4/20

For those sober folks that didn’t know, today is 4/20. “Whats 4/20? I thought that was a time?!” Why yes it is, a time to go roll up a doobie and get in touch with the clouds or outer space. Now why am I making a a post about National Smoke Weed day? Well I got a cop friend you sent me a snapchat (yeah like this dude is on duty snapchatting me) saying its “Narcotics Day.” Just last night I was biking home and a cop passed me, had my heart racing and shit. But I find it funny that the law looks at 4/20 as a day to meet their quota or to get “drugs” off of the streets.

Weed ain’t nothing but a plant, it just grows like that! I know y’all seen that Katt Williams skit where the nigga was wearing an all green suit and a belt buckle bigger than him. He spoke the truth. I mean really, alcohol is far more worse to the body than Marijuana. Not to mention more people have died from drinking alcohol than people who have smoked weed. Matter of fact, I don’t think anyone has ever died from weed!

Now don’t go asking me for facts and shit because we both know that the shit is true. Oh, and don’t go judging me and calling me an ignorant fool for making this post littered with curse words. You don’t have to sound educated to be educated.

ps. Holla at em whoaaa!