Ahh yes. This is indeed Texas. What an odd state this is. This is the state that annually makes or breaks Ford. Without Texas, Ford ain’t got nothin’. Simple proof of this is the fact that 1 out of every 2 commercials during primetime on local TV is for a freakin’ Ford truck. I swear if I meet that guy with that freakin’ voice saying, “FORD TRUCKS! BUILT FORD TOUGH!”, I’ll be sure to give him a Casino ending beating.
So over the past few days there has been an unbelievable amount of anger and rage just coursing through my veins. I’m not entirely sure from where I derive this anger but the fact is its there and it makes me lash out at many simple things in life that shouldn’t make one angry on a regular basis. I wish I could bottle this rage up for later when I’ll actually need it. Actually though, its working out well for me though cause this anger gives me new found energy which gets me to get work done which is a great great thing. Still though as Sting put it, “..be still my beating heart.”
My life is at that juncture now where I’m sort of realizing that some of the ideas and theories in my head that I thought were “for sure” are just goop. Its time to tear down the glory of the old thoughts and start anew. Stagnancy never did anyone much good. One example of a new idea slowly taking hold: Being well dressed doesn’t necessarily have to be an uncomfortable experience nor does it have to denote any level of snobbery. Yet another example of an new idea: just because you’ve been tight with someone for a long time doesn’t mean they owe you anything emotionally. And lastly: superficiality is easy, genuine emotions are hard to capture and experience and this experience is even harder to repeat. Many people have the first part down but are mere novices when it comes to the second part.
In my last update I had said that this time the break at home was an eye opener. This was primarily due to the following realizations:
Also I’d like to have a moment of silence to pay solemn respects to my Roarin’ Ford Tempo which passed away on December 19th. I just hope that the salvage man that came to take it away treated that dear car with the level of respect it deserves. I will always remember you our dear white 1991 Ford Tempo L. You were a black hole for money, but the service you gave us and the accidents you protected us from will never be forgotten.
Also I just wanted to let yous guys know that my updates are probably going to be exclusively during the weekends and not as frequent as I’d like them to be. During the week I’ll only be able to post gimp text blurb only updates like this one. Also I just wanted to let yous guys know that its super funny when friends just come over on a random Wednesday night and you have to help them in an emergency. That emergency being having to finish a bottle of Vodka that just has to be finished, and then having the whole thing turn into raucous debauchery.
Stupid shouts out to all my international visitors. In particular: Vicki lah, Terry & someone from Indonesia whose name I do not have.
Next update coming up sometime this weekend.
Finally my mouth is safe from all rogue wisdom teeth. The last rebel has been demolished. Sure there is a gash in my gums and some stitching, but hey my teeth are totally safe. If you guys have figured out some magical way to deal with more teeth than your mouth can handle please share.
Well guys, I’m heading back to Austin this Saturday(1/12). This break has been to say the least an eye opener. Yea I know I just came home. This time though, things were definitely different. I think I’ll have more to say regarding this once I’m back at school and have some time to reflect on everything.
One word of advice to all my brothas out there. If you’re tight with a woman and yous are the best of friends, be smart and avoid a relationship at all costs. No matter what you feel or think or think you know, just don’t do it. Bottomline is that you think you know, but you have no idea. This is a warning as well as advice.
Next update after I get my butt back in Austin.
Hey kids, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I hope you all got a chance to kick it in your own styles for the new year and bring it in with a bang. I decided to coolify a cousin’s friend party, but it didn’t quite go as intended, none the less 2002 was invited into existence in proper style with an appropriate countdown and some champagne. Frankly though I’m glad that 2001 is all gone, because its going down as one of the worst Keyur years ever. GOOD RIDDANCE. If 2002 messes with me, shits gonna go down, just letting yous guys know.
A lots been going on lately on my end. Just making frequent trips to Edison, NYC, and the such. I finally got a chance to see “Ground Zero”. Its hard. Thats really all I can say. Its hard. After having been to “Ground Zero”, we went to Liberty State Park. This park is a great place to check out downtown Manhattan. I looked no less than five times to just make sure that in fact the Trade Centers were gone. Its hard to come to terms with that. Thankfully the Empire State building still stands tall and proud. My dad said something that just makes so much sense. It went something like this, “Without the Trade Centers the rest of the short buildings look like children who came for a field trip to NYC and lost their chaperones.” I still find it hard to stop my nose from my tingling and eyes from getting warm when I think back to the actual event of 9/11. I doubt I’ll ever be able to get the idea in my head that the WTC is no longer. I love NYC.
Other than all that, I have to say that I’m very glad with the weather here. Its finally gets cold enough at night that my face starts to numb, eyes water and nose dripping. Oooh yea! Thats where its at baby. If you’re cringing right now, baby thats just the start. Around 0F is where things get interesting.
I think 2001’s moment of utmost peace has to be this:
Wake up around 8:45a after a night where its been a little extra cold. Go straight to the car to warm it up to drop mom off at work. Enter the car with your jacket collar pulled up high and your face partially hidden by it. Turn the car on. Sit back, take a deep breath. Open your eyes wide and catch the morning sunlight melting the forzen dew drops. Watch your own breath make a thick cloud by the steering wheel and slowly disappear. The only other sound is the car engine gently whining from the cold morning, a few brave birds letting you know they’re hungry and the sounds of your unshaven beard scratching against the inside of the jacket collar.
Its utter peace. I have yet to top the peace I find in these few minutes on the cold mornings I have to drop my mom off at work.
In these last few moments of 2001 I feel that its best that 2001 is surely going to be left in the past. I hope that all of us have a happier and more prosperous 2002.
Next update after I get my mouth renovated.