Monday, November 29, 2010


Successfully moved. Was stressful as hell. O_o Still have some cleaning/unpacking to do. Once that's dead and down with, I shall return! >:-]


Monday, November 15, 2010

Be Right Back!

I know I promised to do the postaday challenge...buuut I didn't know I'd be moving...So this is part of why I haven't been writing. Hopefully, after I'd settled in, I can get back into it. >:-] I've got some stories to tell..


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

APOSTADAY: Left Behind

Prompt from Daily Writing Practice:

Left Behind

It was the hottest day in Summer. Taking full opportunity of this, someone decided to throw a party at their Summer house near the beach. The house was near the beach, earning this party the title, Beach Bash. Fliers were printed, handed out. Friends were invited and these friends invited their friends. This party was going to be huge. Even people from all over the area would be coming, even people who were an hour or two away driving. This included Jimmy and his friends. He could picture the fun he'd be having. Girls would be running around in skimpy bikinis. Friends would be playing drinking games. At least one person would be going streaking. This was going to be great! He had his beachwear packed, his camera charged, money set aside for a beer run, and a little black book for collecting phone numbers tucked in the pocket of his book bag. Everything was set. Everything was good to go. If only he had anticipated one thing, transportation. His friends all hitched rides. They assumed he'd find a way to get their as well. They assumed wrong. One of his friends felt pretty bad, not bad enough to stay behind, but pretty bad. His attempt at consoling Jimmy : "I'll take tons of pics, so you wont feel like you missed a thing." Great friends.

I think I forced this one..haha..

Monday, November 1, 2010


Edward walked into the kitchen and saw his mother cleaning the chicken she would use to make dinner. He saw that she hadn't noticed him yet and smiled.


No answer.


No answer.







She slammed the knife, looked up away from him. "What, Edward? What?!"

"Love you."

I really didn't know what to write...haha bare with me. This is only the beginning of the challenge!


Friday, October 29, 2010

November APOSTADAY Challenge

Well, I tried it before. I failed. This time, I'll make sure I get it done! Next month (November), I will, once again, challenge myself to write at least one prose every day. TUM TUM TUM!!!!

Disclaimer: I may or may not include weekends in this challenge. lol



I was tossing and turning and, without realizing it, I started narrating a lil story in my head seemed so good to me I just had to get up and post it, before I forgot the details. so, here goes...

Jenny half-stumbled into her apartment, clothes stained, her hair a mess. She locked her door and turned around with her hand on her stomach. She let her hand slowly run down to her thigh, knowing she'd find a bruise there. My God, they sure were rough with me tonight, she thought to herself. But, deep down, she knew she enjoyed it. That's why she kept going back. If mom and dad could see me now. The thought brought up an old feeling of shame. A feeling instilled by her parents and their views of how a lady should conduct herself. The feeling quickly faded, though, as she quickly reminded herself that she's her own woman now. She chooses the way she wants to live her life. She sighed and walked towards the kitchen, wondering if there was anything there to eat. Just then, her roommate walked out of the bathroom and looked at her. Eyes widened, she said, "Wow, Jenny. You look a total mess."


"You must really enjoy playing football with those guys."

Jenny smiled happily, "Yep."

Hope you enjoyed that!


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The King

Prompt from Daily Writing Practice.

The King

He stared at his adversary with a slight trace of malice, which he tried very hard to conceal. "I must not let him know what I'm thinking", he reminded himself. To hide ones emotions. To become unpredictable. These were but a few keys to victory. They had been locked in combat for hours, though it felt like days. Even he, with all his concentration, was unable to hide the weariness in his eyes. For a brief moment, they wandered and he glanced at his king. Instantly, he was reminded of what he had sworn to protect. "You will not take my king", he yell internally. His eyes met the eyes of his adversary. Both had begun to sweat profusely, as the tension between them continued to build. Each, as determined as the other, remained unwavering. But, only one could succeed. One man's King would fall today. He took a deep breath to settle his nerves. Suddenly, everything became clear to him. It was as if with an exhale, the obstacles in his mind were cleared and he could now see a path to victory. He made his move. It was, indeed, daring. He grinned at his adversary, who never saw it coming, and said, "Checkmate."

Lol When I saw the prompt, I didn't really want to write about a literal King. sooo I embraced my inner geek and wrote about Chess. :-] Hope yall liked it.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010


From One Word.

It bathed him. He brought his hands to his face and pretended to rub some of it on himself as if it were water, or perhaps lotions. It was almost unnerving. So long, it felt, since he shut himself away from the world. And now, he was outside. The sky was a bright and clear blue. It was almost as if the earth wanted to mark this rare occasion, his emerging from his dwelling, with near perfect weather. So appreciative was he, that he allowed himself to be encompassed wholly in the moment. He just stood there, on his stoop; eyes closed, chin tilted upwards, palms facing forward. One would think he was "receiving" something, a message, a gift perhaps, through the sunlight. Nothing else near him mattered. Not the junkie stumbling by who stopped for a brief moment to ask him for change, but realized the man on the stoop was in his pajamas and slippers, and continued shuffling on. Nor the young teen speeding down the street, his Yankees cap flying off of his head, yet, he did not slow down because a lady was chasing him, screaming for him to give her back the purse he was clutching to. Nor the sounds of yelling coming from the neighboring building. Nor the police sirens that seemed to be getting closer and closer; possibly to answer the call another neighbor made, complaining about the yelling. No. He noticed nothing. In fact, to him, he wasn't even in the city, or even in New York. At this very moment, he was in the country; a field perhaps. He was surrounded by hundreds of Sunflowers, all leaning towards the source of this wonderful light that bathe him. Was he still a human being? No, for now, I suppose he was a sunflower too.

So i'm


Friday, October 8, 2010

Dedicated To Twitter Users

Take that....>:-]

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Amazing! This Is So Incredibly Retarded!

I can't express how funny I found this video! Oh man...


Friday, August 13, 2010

Geek Mode

I have officially lost my mind. hahaha Coworker brought in some big ass glasses, so I decided to put em on :-P

Boredom at its best.


Friday The 13th???

Alrighty. I'm not the superstitious type. But, check this out. This morning, on my way to work, I walked under a ladder. When I got into the office building, I called the elevator. As it was coming down, I realized I didn't but anything to drink, so I rushed out and went to the corner store. I come back, call the elevator again. But, this time, it wasn't coming down. O_o It was officially "out of order". haha So, my coworker and I go up in the freight elevator. We get into the office, open up...we were expecting to hear a beep from the alarm, to let us know to disarm it with the code. But, we heard no beeping. I walk over to the lights to flick it on and, as it turned on, the alarm started blaring! haha I am currently partially deaf. :-)

Happy Friday the 13...


Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Dangers of Boredom

My coworker n I have been buying Kettle Brand Chips for a while..and we noticed they made a change...first in the packaging....n then they switched to using sea salt...and chips just don't taste as good as they used to...soooo we...being the bored turds we are...decided to go to their website and write them an email...lmfao his!

When I wrote this...I was thinking of this character Ignatius in this book Confederacy of funny

"To whom It May Concern:

I have been a very loyal customer for a while now. And I have come to notice the increasing decline in your products quality. I find myself distraught whenever I bite into one of these chips, expecting an overcoming feeling of rich salty flavor, only to find a dull taste. I am also displeased at your recent choice in packaging. I feel that the original material you used to use would suffice. I have concluded that this shabby package you use now, is partially responsible for the lack in richness your chips now have. I, as your ever-faithful customer, ask that you cease these offenses against decency. Return to us the high quality chips we once fell in love with.

Yours Truly,

J. Lopez

P.s. As I am sure there are many other disgruntled (yet loyal) customers, who have undoubtedly spent half of their salaries buying these products, I feel some sort of remuneration is in order. Perhaps a 50% discount to your products (preferably for life) or a new position in your company (an official taste tester who will be experienced enough to let you know whether or not your chips are living up to their full potential)."

lol My coworker actually took this a step forward and found them on fb...and ended up leaving part of the email there. tooooo funny!

My only regret is that I can't be there to see the look on the person's face when they read that email.


Friday, August 6, 2010

Photoshop: Goofing Around

Just felt like posting some stuff I did...Two of 'em were from tutorials. Click on them to see full size!

Pretty friggin cool eh!?


Monday, July 26, 2010

One Wish?

On my way to work this morning, I kind of let my mind wander. Somehow, I started to day dreaming about stumbling across a magic lamp and actually having a genie offer to grant me a wish. I came up with wishing for the power to bend reality to my will. I figured a power like that would pretty much cover everything else. I mean, if I want anything else, I'd have the power to get it myself right? But, then I started to think about it. Reality is relative. The way one person sees the world isn't necessarily how another person might see it. Therefore, my "reality" wouldn't be the same as others. O_o That in mind, I figured that if I were granted the power to bend reality to my will, it would probably only be my own reality. In the end, I probably wouldn't have any actual power. I'd just be delusional. I would be here, thinking that I'm actually making some real changes when, in actuality, the world is remaining exactly the same. Everyone would probably see me as a lunatic and I'd be thrown in the nut house. haha I think I need to think of a better wish.


Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Erykah Badu & Lauryn Hill

They're amaaaaaaaaazing...>:-]


Tuesday, July 20, 2010


Needless to say, I failed my challenge. O_o It sucks, but I shall return.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Current Thoughts

"I look up at the sky and no longer see 'heaven'...Just empty space, periodically brought to life by a sun that is as omnipotent as a pebble sitting on top of a mountain."

I thought this up yesterday, and wanted to use it so badly, buuuuut I feel I have no occasion for least not yet. :-P

Today's story is coming later.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010


Let's see where we go with this, shall we?

They used to tell her stories about the sky. She remembers, being a little girl, envisioning how the sky must've looked when it cried for 40 days and 40 nights. She once pictured the faces of these ancients as a hand came down and pulled apart the sea like two veils, revealing a path to freedom and the unknown. Oh what adventures she concocted, in her child-mind, with the sky. In one dream, she remembers having, she floated up to the sky. As she rose higher, all the worries of the world faded away as if they were far to heavy to follow where she was now going. Upon reaching the clouds she often stared at, she was greeted by winged beings who extended chubby little fingers and touched hers. She then woke up, with a smile, and wondered when and if these dreams would ever come true. She's in her twenties now, still young, yet old enough to see the world for what it truly is. At times, she still catches herself staring up at the sky remembering her innocent days. It is in moments like these that she smiles that old smile and wonders, Will they ever come true.

hahaha I started, not knowing where'd I'd go with it, and this is where we arrive...O_o

disclaimer: i'm faaaaaaaaaaar from religious. lol


Tuesday, July 13, 2010


Cutting it close tonight...bare with me...


Sparks flashed, giving momentary life to the pitch black night, as bullets and missiles cut through the air with the intent to obliterate anything that stood in their way. Targets were hit, shattered, punctured, destroyed. Families were torn apart, never to be the same again. They watched, helplessly, as the life slowly existed the eyes of fallen members, comrades. The invaders were determined to beat any and all who opposed into submission. In the eyes of these soldiers existed the conviction of those who act for a "good cause".

***Prompt from Six Sentences***

Yes. Kinda struggling. lol


Current Thoughts

I HATE feeling obligated to do something. I am sure that I'm not the only one who feels uncomfortable when that happens. O_o

Be back later with today's story...

Monday, July 12, 2010

APOSTADAY: Point of View

Prompt from The One-Minute Writer

Think about a time you were recently in public. Describe what you were doing, from the point of view of a stranger observing you.

Point of View

The J train was arrived at Myrtle avenue and he got on. He looked mad but it might have just been that typical "New York" face. You know, that "mean" expression people get in public places just so now one messes with them. He looked around the train car, from one end to the other. He kind of seemed to be looking for someone. Or, maybe he was just taking a look at his surroundings. His eyes lingered on one particular female that was looking out of the window, while listening to some music on her Ipod. I guess she must be his type. After a while, he looked down at the floor. I wonder if he was thinking of that girl, or perhaps something else. He took another look around the train car, almost as if to see if anyone was looking at him. This was kind of suspicious to me. "I'd better keep an eye on this one", I thought to myself. Just then, he did something I truly did not expect. He picked his nose. I couldn't stop myself from cringing at the sight of this and he must've noticed. He glanced at me. I glanced back. He stood there, for what seemed like an eternity, looking into my eyes, his finger still slightly in his nose. Awkward.

Rough day. Bare with me! :-P
And I made it with 7minutes to spare...

Sunday, July 11, 2010


Currently on a bus back to NY. Had fun but I feel mentally tired O_o. In any case, heeeeere's ya story.


“Get over here!”


“Get dressed! We’re going to be late, again!”


“Stop taking things away from your brother. Give it back to him!”


“You’re giving me a headache. Sit down and eat your food!”


“Don’t make me get up! If I get up from here, you’re going to regret it!”


It was like this all day. From 7 in the morning until 8 in the evening, Theresa pushed every known button that her mother had. She sat in her couch, exhausted and thought about what she was going to do about Theresa’s ever increasing stubborness. A black leather belt that sat alone near the edge of her mattress began to look very attractive.

“Theresa. Are you going to behave yourself?”


Leather cut through the air with what sounded like a faint sigh. Silence.

“Yes mommy…”

***Prompt from Daily Writing Practice


Saturday, July 10, 2010


I was sitting in a bus on my way to visit my bro and sis-in-law. They moved to Virginia! :-) In any case, I was staring out the window and the sky looked so perfectly clear and blue. It kind of gave me the idea for this. Enjoy!


“Why’s the sky blue?” Edward looked down at his daughter who anxiously awaited a response. He was a little surprised to see such a quizzical look on her face. He opened his mouth to respond but hesitated, as he realized that he really didn’t know what to tell her. What could he say to his five year old who just asked him, what most would consider, a simple question? Does he give her a scientific answer? How would she react, in her innocence, to an explanation of how light reflects off of molecules in the air? Would she still be innocent, then? Does he try to preserve that innocence by telling her a fantastical tale about fairies and magic? This was quite a dilemma. And she still wanted an answer. Edward thought about it for a moment longer. Choosing the lesser of evils, he smiled at his daughter. “Just because.”


Friday, July 9, 2010


This prompt is from The One-Minute Writer.

Friday Fiction: Sequel
Think of a novel or short story you really enjoyed. Write the first few lines of how you think its sequel should begin. (Be sure to tell us what book or story you've chosen!)


Bacon and Grits : The Sequal to Green Eggs and Ham

Hi! I'm Brit!

That Brit!
That Brit!
I do not like that Brit,
one bit!

Do you like Bacon and Grits?

I do not like them, Brit.
I do not like Bacon and Grits.

Would you like them next too a deer?
Would you eat til your plate was clear?

I would not eat them by a deer.
I would not eat til my plate was clear.
I do not like Bacon and Grits.
I do not like them, Brit.

I couldn't help it. I sat here and thought of all the books and stories I've read. And for some reason, that story popped in my head and I couldn't stop laughing. (Good sign, perhaps?) I, literally, laughed the entire time I wrote that. haha. Hope ya like!


Thursday, July 8, 2010


My good friend Juliana asked me to write a little story about "Desire". I hope yall like it!

Her Desire

It was a Saturday, close to sundown. Susan was laying in her bed wearing short shorts and a very thin, matching tank top. The fan was on high and she didn't mind how it made her hair dance. It made her think of those cliché romantic films where the female's hair is blowing wildly in the wind as she awaits for her lover. For her, this was a similar situation. Her friends had invited her to go hang out with them but she declined. She was waiting for him. Others liked to come by earlier, but she usually paid them no mind. It was him that she wanted. And he always came by shortly after sundown. It's almost time. She smiled to herself and lowered the volume on her TV. She always liked to hear him as he got closer. She got her wish. She heard the music coming from his vehicle and quickly jumped out of bed and dashed to her front door. She didn't bother to put on anything over her tank top. I'm sure he won't mind. She ran towards the curb just as he pulled up. She caught her breath and smiled as he looked up at her. Their eyes locked. In that moment, for her, it was like they were the only two on Earth. She slowly walked up to him, biting her lower lip in anticipation. She reached up towards him, a dollar in hand. "One Vanilla Ice Cream cone, please."

Thanks for the idea Julie! :-P


Wednesday, July 7, 2010

APOSTADAY: Can You Dig It?

Here's today's little story!

Can You Dig It?

Jacob and Gary were standing in their client's yard. "We need to have her garden all up set by the time she gets home in 2 hours." Gary glanced at their tools and the unmoved earth, then up at Jacob. "Can you dig it?"

Jacob thought for a moment and remembered last weekend, when Gary invited him over to check out one of his favorite movies, The Warriors. There was a famous scene where all the gangs gathered at a park to a meeting. The highest leader of all the gangs made a proclamation and then asked his followers if they understood his words, by asking, "Can you dig it?"

He smirked and raised his hand to give Gary a high five. Then, in his "hippest" voice, said, "Yeah man, I can dig it!"

Gary looked at him with a quizzical expression. He almost got annoyed by Jacob's seemingly nonchalant attitude about this important job. But, then he also remember his favorite movie. He sighed, shook his head, then pointed at the dirt. "No, man. Can you dig it"

Jacob saw where Gary pointed. "Oh. Yeah man, I can dig it."

I'm sorry if no one gets reference to the movie..its an oldie but goodie...In any case, I hope ya like it.


The Dog

NOT a part of my APOSTADAY challenge...just a silly thing I thought up in the shower...

The Dog

I stare at you
You stare at me
I wonder
where could your master be
You wonder when I'll move
so you can mark your territory.

Lol enjoy. I'll write today's story a little later!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

APOSTADAY: The Delivery

Still going strong!!!!

The Delivery

Edward sat at his desk, tapping his feet. He glanced up at the clock and saw that only a minute had gone by since he last looked. This only made him more anxious. "It's still not here yet, is it?" His coworker was looking at him with an amused smirk.

"I hate this", replied Edward. He looked at the clock again. "The waiting drives me crazy!" Since he made his order yesterday, he had been anticipating his package's arrival today. Not being one to wait, he even paid a little extra for rush delivery. Edward took a deep breath and went on to the website where he could track his package. "Out on delivery", he read. "10 AM?!" It was now 2 in the afternoon.

"This can't be right. Something's wrong."

"Dude." Edward's coworker was laughing now. "Why are you getting this worked up over a game?"

"It's not the game. It's delivering it on time. It's the principle of it all!"

At that moment the UPS man walked into the office. Edward turned to him, wide-eyed, awaiting his name to be called. The man was carrying a small brown envelope, big enough to contain the game Edward had ordered. He held his breath as he saw the UPS man talk to girl at the front desk and she turned to point towards him. Heart racing, biting his lower lip in anticipation, he slowly stood up to receive the UPS man.

"Edward Cruz?"


"Package for you."

"Uh, thanks."

The UPS man made his way out of the office. Edward sat back down and placed his package gently next to him. All was right with the world once more.

***Prompt from Daily Writing Practice***

I hope yall like it!


Monday, July 5, 2010


Another late post for ya!


It was the last weekend of June. Although, it might as well have been the middle of July. The city had been assaulted by a massive heat wave. Every day that week had been at least in high 90s. This weekend seemed to be the peak. All the newspapers and reporters were advising folks to stay in doors and under a fan. But most city people are stubborn. To the parks, they went, where the squirrels and mosquitoes anxiously awaited their free meals. Families were having barbecues. Kids were ignoring their parents and running around and splashing each other with what ever they could find that was wet. It was on a day like this, that John and Mary were celebrating their 8 month anniversary. John wanted to do something special for her, but Mary was surprisingly a girl of simply tastes. A nice picnic at the park was all she needed to be completely satisfied and John was definitely going to deliver. They had set themselves up near a tree, not too far from where the kids were running around. Mary always enjoyed children. John had made sure to prepare all of the foods that he knew she enjoyed. This was going to be perfect. They had just begun to eat and talk about how great it was to have lasted this long, when a water balloons were introduced into the massive water were that was going on. John and Mary paused for a moment to glance at the kids running passed them a few feet away then glanced back at each other smiling. As he looked down to get a small bag of green grapes from the basket, he noticed a weird shadow. It didn't look like a shadow that a tree branch would make. No. It looked circular. The shadow also seemed to be getting bigger by the second. John quickly looked up and saw a big red object hurling towards them. It was much larger than your typical water balloon. Apparently, someone cheated and used a real balloon. So much for things being perfect.

***Prompt from Daily Writing Practice***

Hope you like it!


Sunday, July 4, 2010


Whoooo I'm super late with this one...but here we go...


"Lola! Sit!" Her calls went on ignored as Lola continued to jump merrily, barking salutations to her friend whom she hadn't seen in so long. Karma, eagerly barking in response, broke free from his masters and quickly ran across the office. Lola joined him in a dog's version of tag, running and barking happily from one end of the office to another. Everyone, far too entertained to work, simply sat back and watched as both dogs continued their game and ignored their masters' calls. With all the commotion, they failed to notice the intern walking in with a tray full of iced coffee for the guests who would be arriving shortly. Lola, being so small and quick, simply ran under her legs as she made her away to safety. Karma, lacking in grace, charged after her. Time seemed to slow down, as everyone knew what was to come next. "Oh no! Look out!" rung through the office, seemingly in a slow dull tone. When time resumed its normal pace, the floor, karma, and the intern's new blouse were stained with coffee. They took a hold of both dogs and kept them separated. "Ugh", sighed Lola's owner knowing that she would now have to apologize to everyone for her poorly trained pup. A nervous look appeared on everyone's face as they realized that their potential clients would be be arriving and there was no longer any iced coffee to entice them with. They all turned to the intern with the sullied blouse and saw embarrassed tears starting their journey down her cheeks. This definitely wasn't the way she expected her first day to be.

***Prompt from One-Minute Writer

Bare with me...haha I'm already starting to struggle...


Saturday, July 3, 2010


Still half asleep! :-P


"Captain, they're everywhere! What are we going to do?!"

"Calm yourself Lieutenant. I have the situation perfectly under control."

"But, we're surrounded! They're getting closer and closer! How do you expect to get us out of this?"

"Remember the chain of command. I will not allow myself to be beaten by the likes of them. It's time to use it."

"It? Are you sure, sir?"

"Yes Lieutenant. It's time to teach them what happens when they invade another's territory. Is it ready, yet?"

"Yes sir, it is!"

"Ok. Ready. Aim. FIRE!"

Five minutes later, the hallway was filled with the scent of roach spray. Mr & Mrs. Stevenson moved into their apartment a week later, to start their newly married life.

***Prompt from Daily Writing Practice***

Bare with me ok! lol


Friday, July 2, 2010

APOSTADAY: The One-Minute Writer

Whats up! I hope yall ready for the short short I have for ya!

The One-minute Writer

The clock displayed one minute. One minute to write. One minute to create. One minute. He stared at the sheet of paper before him. But nothing came to him. Frustration started to settle in and he quickly reached for another Oreo cookie. Maybe the sugar rush would inspire him. Time was running out and he started tapping his feet nervously. This is too much pressure! Something in the back of his mind told him to calm down. Take a deep breath. He closed his eyes. Inhale. Exhale. His eyes opened, looking down at his page. A smirk on his lips signified a potentially good idea. He grabbed his pen quickly and started to write. "The clock displayed one minute."

Hope you guys liked this one!


Thursday, July 1, 2010


It's begun! Day one of my post-a-day challenge for July! As promised, each day I will attempt to write a short story or short short for you guys. I hope that this will be a fun and entertaining ride for the both of us. So without further delay...HERE WE GO!

5 p.m. Mid-fall. The residents of the city were already wearing their heavy coats, as the weather seemed to have wanted to give them a tiny preview of the frost Winter that was to come. Roaring loudly , overpowering the sounds of the cars and trucks that ran over the bridge, the M train emerged out from the tunnel and made its way towards Marcy avenue. This train wasn't very full, which is very uncharacteristic for an inner city train during rush hour. There was a wide range of passengers; students, business men, your typical tourist. The train doors opened, upon reaching its stop, allowing new yet similar faces to enter the train car. As the doors were about the close, a last minute passenger slipped through at the last moment. This is a common occurrence on trains so hardly anyone took notice. It wasn't until the train started to move, that man stood out from the rest. Aside from the fact that he was the only one who wasn't seated, standing at the far end of the car, he wasn't dressed like anyone else. Where they had their heavy coats and jackets, he had a thin blazer, that was clearly old and used with a variety of stains and smudges all over. While others had thick jeans or pants, accompanied with long johns to help against the cold, this man only had a pair of thin, worn out sweats that may have been grey, once upon a time. To shield his feet, he had on some tattered, beat up sneakers that may have belonged to a runner long ago, before it came to his possession. This totem of the inner city stared at train car of passengers with his tired eyes, remembering when he was once "one of them". For a moment, he reminisced of days when his presence was acknowledged and he enjoyed the simple pleasures of eye contact. No one looked up. He sighed deeply and, with his most sincere voice, he called for the attention of everyone in the car. No one glanced up. He proceeded to shuffle his feet slowly towards the other end of the car, reciting the tragic story of his life. Glancing from one face to another, he asked for these strangers to look into their own hearts and realize that anyone could be in the same position he was currently in. Still, no one glanced up. He asked what many others before him have asked. If anyone could find it in their hearts to spare some change, or perhaps something to eat...Alas, no reaction. He reached the end of the train car. The train was now approaching, thus signalling the end of the time he had to win over the hearts of these strangers. He turned once more towards them all, although looking slightly different. There seemed to be new life in his eyes as if a small spark of his former self had suddenly been lit. With a loud voice he hadn't used in years, he said, "You fucking people...can't even spare some fucking change so a guy can get a meal...". As if saying took all the energy out of him, he shrunk back to his usual self and shuffled out of the train as the doors opened. Just then, someone wearing an "I Love NY" cap sneezed and someone sitting across from him said, "Bless you."

****Prompt from One-Minute Writer

haha I think I'm rusty...


Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Craigslist's Finest

You always find some funny shit in these personals. This has got to be one of the funniest ever! Check it out...

Say what you want. But, you can't deny that this is a good friend...HAHAHA!!!


Monday, June 28, 2010

Another Brain Fart!

Bitterness, every hungry
consumes Passion
and slows the fragile heart
to a slow, low
barely perceptible beat
as all heat escapes
now useless flesh...

I tried to continue, but I started to draw up a blank O_o

Friday, June 25, 2010


That's right! This upcoming month (July), I will challenge myself to write a blog post for each day of the month. I was inspired to do this by one of my friend's blog, Pearls & Rubies. But, to make this a little more interesting for myself (and hopefully, more entertaining for those who read my blog), I will make it tougher. Every blog post will be some kind of prose....that is...short story or "short short". >:-] Yep, I'm going to push my creativity to its limits! Here's where I'll need yall help...I will be taking topics from anywhere and everywhere I possibly can...(like from one of my fav. blogs The One-Minute Writer ). But, I would really appreciate it, if any of you can give me suggestions. Just comment this with a topic idea for what I can make a story about and I will attempt to make a decent story out of it! Wish me luck!!!!

This is going to be a fun month >:-]


4YR Old Nicki Minaj???

Civilization is on a steady decline....

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Typing Too Fast

Oh man...This was kind of embarrassing. I sent an email letting my coworkers know that I'd be working from home tomorrow. But, I typed so fast, that I didn't even realize how much I goofed up grammatically! I HAD to make a print screen of it...


Monday, June 21, 2010

24 was inevitable. My birthday came, and went! lol On June 18, I officially turned 24. But truthfully, I don't feel any different. I never understood why so many people place such great importance to birthdays, but ah well :-P

In "honor" of my age, and because I have nothing better to do, I'll attempt to share 24 facts about yours truly...SO HERE GOES!

1. I'm a big chocolate freak lol
2. I used to play the piano, clarinet, and saxophone.
3. I can be EXTREMELY sarcastic at times.
4. The only thing I ever order when I go to eat at a restaurant is either chicken fingers or grilled chicken breast. lol
5. Because I'm so good at being sarcastic, most people think I don't take things seriously, even though I really really do (but there's no sense in letting them know that haha).
6. Favorite colors: black & blue.
7. Very self-conscious.
8. Shy as fuUUUuUUuck, even though it doesn't seem like it online O_o
9. I'm pretty old fashioned when it comes to music and overall activities...(id rather go to a museum, than go to a club..)
10. I feel awkward reading other people's work sometimes because I catch myself either looking for grammatical errors...or re-writing it in my head the way I would've done it. lol (this is especially for essays..)
11. I'm really really I can find perverted connotations to almost anything :-P
12. I sometimes get caught up reading Mangas lol
13. I'm constantly making up my own songs in my head...(often imitating Jimi Hendrix or something...)
14. Still watch cartoons. I cant help it. :-P
15. I always felt weird/awkward not having underwear on at home. lol Just didnt like the feeling of letting everything just hang for dear life hahah
16. Because I'm so distant from people, I dont understand the attachments that some people have to their friends and significant others. O_o
17. It's HARD for me to open up to anyone.
18. I lose interest in people fast.
19. I LOVE good conversations..though they're becoming harder and harder to find...
20. Extremely against organized religion. (If you've never been to "heaven" do you expect to show me how to get there? O_o)
21. I dont really drink, except on rare occasions (Example: My bday this past weekend. lol)
22. I love making jokes about "69". lol
23. I miss being young and naive.

and last but not least...

24. I've only ever been in one SERIOUS relationship...everything else always ended prematurely. O_o

And there you have it....24 facts about your favorite 24yr old.


Thursday, June 17, 2010

Never Can Say Goodbye

Now, of course we all know of the Jackson 5 singing this song. But I honestly think that Issac Hayes had a GREAT cover of this song...especially the way he sang it here...:-)


Finish The Sentence

Stolen from Pearls & Rubies! I had to do it!

"Would it be horribly awkward and out of line if i told you..."

I sent this to a few of my friends and these are the responses I've gotten so far...

*I am having your baby

*that you're one SEXY beast!

*I wanna see your penis O:-) (hahaha my friend angie is a friggin perv...)

*that I have a pimple on my butt.

Haha that's all I've gotten so far...who knows if I'll get some more funny ones later!


Tuesday, June 15, 2010

This Moment

From The One-Minute Writer

"Write about one thing you'd prefer to be doing at this moment, instead of what you're doing now. Also write about one thing you're glad you're not doing at this moment."

Hmm...What, oh what could I be doing right now if I weren't in this office...Oh so many options....hahah

If I weren't here I could be...

-Taking a stroll through the city, looking for funny things to photograph
-Reading a manga
-Enjoying the quiet of my home
-Exercising a little >:-]
-Catching up with some friends who are probably free right now
-Hitting up museums
-blogging (lol had to say it)
-Clearing my head (bye bye thoughts of b.s!)
-NOT listening to stupid conversations O_o
-getting a haircut
-playing basketball
-raiding Barnes & Nobles
-watching a documentary
-Doing something that's actually meaningful


But, alas, I'm not a "yuppie". So, I have no choice but to sit here at work....O_o


Sights & Smells

Amazing...I'm on my way to work this morning and my eyes were bombarded with nothing but beautiful friggin females! (thought a few were ugly as usual..but still..haha so many "lovelies"!) And as I'm basking in the presence of all this nose is suddenly assaulted when some homeless guy semi-stumbles into the F train...haha effectively scaring all the chicas away and permanently damaging my nose at the same time. hahah Great way to start the day :-P


Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The CURE For Road Rage

This has got to be the funniest/dumbest video, I've seen in a while...

That face he has at the end is CLASSIC! Oh man!!!


Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Abstract Floral

Just completed another tutorial(from the same site as my previous post). I'm pretty happy with this...

And yes..I KNOW its a lil off center. sue me. hahaha


Surreal Desert

Last Friday, I had trouble falling asleep. In fact, I didnt sleep at all. haha I ended up staying awake until around 6:30, when I finally crashed. One of the things I entertained myself with during that time was a tutorial I found a while ago. I had been reluctant to try to do it, but on Friday I said "what the hell" and gave it shot. I crashed before I could complete it, and never got back to it until today haha...Here it is.

Click on it to see the full size...

If anyone is curious about the tutorial, I found it here.

Cool huh!?


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Just Messing Around

This is what boredom does to me...haha

Businessmen dont play! :-P (I plan on doing this to a picture of myself throwing a punch...that is..if it doesnt come out too cheesy. I think this one came out very nice though. Go me. Go. haha)

I'm starting to mess around a little with Illustrator also...

First time drawing something...

I traced some shades...still need a lot more practice O_O


Monday, May 24, 2010

Worthy Of a Second Look

Had to "steal" another one from my friend's blog, Pearls & Rubies! lol

"this is a list of some things that make me look twice, whether with a smile or with a 'wth?'"

- exremely flabby chicks wearing form fitting clothes O_o
- seeing a parent actually PAYING ATTENTION to their child when on the train or bus
- whenever I overhear a child saying something clever
- women with FUCKED up toes, wearing sandals O_o
- a really attractive female (of course lol)
- midgets
- street musicians
- an interesting design on a shirt
- a clever billboard
- white people with dreads...haha
- a really skinny person walking, holding hands with an obese person
- anyone with a big ass afro
- people who wear sunglasses INDOORS O_o
- a female crying in public
- a fight
- couples making out on the train..O_o

I know there's a lot more, but my mind's a little cluttered at the moment..haha


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Blind Dates

I don't understand how some people can be comfortable with their friends setting them up on "blind dates". I guess you have to really trust in your friend's judgement. My thing is the person that your friend tries to hook you up with is pretty much a reflection of how they see you. Obviously, they wouldn't hook you up with someone they KNOW you won't get along with. So, that person, whoever they may be, is going to pretty be what your friend thinks you like, or matches you "perfectly" ...or close enough...This kind of sucks if you're like me, who only shows a certain side of yourself to certain friends. So if, lets say, you only really show your funny side to a friend, they'll go off and tell that person of how FUNNY you are...and how you always have something FUNNY to say...and this person will naturally create this image of you in their mind of you being incredibly funny and entertaining, I suppose...And now, you're fucked because there's obviously much more to you than your jokes, but you're limited now by these preconceptions of you. Now, when you go on this "date", hoping to find a potential significant other (because really, if you're not..then you're kinda wasting your time, arent you?), and you can't even be 100% yourself with this person 'cause you're stuck playing a "role". lol And as tempted as you might be to say, "Fuck it. I WILL be myself", you know that you can't because if you do, you are risking disappointing the person you're on a date with who came, expecting to see someone funny...and got something totally different...which may or may not be a pleasant surprise (you just never friggin know)...and that would kind of make this date a failure for the evening...and now you've just wasted your time AND the person's time...not to mention, possibly damaging your mutual friend's credibilty as a cupid-wannabe match maker. O_o So, blind date? No thanks...


Monday, May 17, 2010

Porn and Life?

I don't think that anyone should be "exposed" to porn at TOO early an age. It can kind of mess you up, if you're not really ready for it. lol..I can't remember how old I was when I first saw porn. But, I'm pretty sure it was before I was even in the 6th grade. So, you already know my mind was BLOWN. And it's really crazy because during these "developmental years", it's not like I could really talk to my father about these things. (Really, I think the only "talk" he and I ever had that was remotely close to anything like this was him lecturing me to forget about girls & relationships and just focus on school..O_o THEN, he'd go on to say "look at me...if I hadn't gotten serious with your mother, I would've finished school and I could be an engineer right now". lol Maybe I should've responded, "Yeah..and I probably wouldn't be alive. YAY!". But I digress..) Also, I don't think I got along well enough with my brothers to have those "man to man" talks like we have now...sooooo who was guide? Porn. Porn porn porn. lol And it's really friggin crazy! I'm not saying that I'm insane or anything like that...and no, im not some sexual deviant (at least, I dont think so..O_O). But it did influence me a great deal. I mean, I've got to admit that there were times when I envisioned the "perfect" world as a friggin porno. Everyone fucks each other (without the cheesy 70s porn music...Sorry BOM CHIKA WAH WAH!). No jealousy. No one gets heart broken. And the only people who ever die are the evil Aliens, hell-bent on taking over the world, by brainwashing humans with anal sex...O_o

See what I mean??? lol...


Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Cruel Life

Here's an example of how cruel life can be:
We are born blind and have to die,
in order to see.


Hot Friggin Sneakers

My friend sent me a link to this great site where this dude does customized sneakers. It's not my style to wear these kind of sneakers, but I'd love to get em even if just to have it on display or something. Thats how great I think they look!!! Check out a few of my favorites...






You can't say these don't look INCREDIBLE! He's got a bunch of others on his page...its Brass Monkey - Customized Sneakers.

Check it out!!!

Friday, May 7, 2010

If I had...

I'm vibing off of this right now...I'm pretty sure a lot of people can agree with a lot of what Eminem said this song. Check it out...

"If I Had..."

Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you think you gotten past it
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
and disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
swearing that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying shit and dartin off
I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an hour
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not being a millionaire

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I'm tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me
saying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss

You know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I see
Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm sayin?
Just fed up
That's my word

Thursday, May 6, 2010

What? My Dislikes?

Lol Took a lil trip to my friend's blog - Pearls and Rubies and I saw she listed off her dislikes. Soooo I decided to steal her idea. :-P So if ya ready, lets take a stroll down "Dislikes Lane" (Alright...That was corny...)

*haha my first DISLIKE needs to be what I just said..."Dislikes Lane"..that was f'in cheesy!!!
*fat ppl who dress as if they're thin.
*being horny at the worst f'in times.
*skinny jean wearing "thugs".
*jeans sagging half way (if not completely off) the butt. O_o
*ppl who take things too seriously
*having to explain my jokes...
*being misunderstood
*feeling obligated(pressured) to do something
*MTV's endless reality tv shows!!!!!!
*Snotty chick's looking down at you, even though you're BOTH on the same g'damn public transportation lol O_o
*not being able to eat all the things I really enjoy...
*overly sensitive/emotional people...
*poor grammar
*bad spelling
*stupid questions (unless its on purpose, for the sake of a laugh)
*when people cough and dont cover their mouths
*being harassed
*when my female friends tell me their bfs are jealous. O_o
*people who justify stereotypes
*self-righteous, holier-than-thou individuals...

There's many many more..but I'll end it with this...

*LIFE itself.

hahaha :-P


Subway Performers

Every time I take the F train, I always see someone performing, either in the train itself or at one of the stops. Usually its at Broadway & Lafayette (in the afternoon). I was used to seeing these dudes bang away at some buckets n pans as if they were drums and make some reeeeally insane beats. But this time was different! The other day, I saw these two characters and I HAD to take a pic...Unfortunately, I was in a rush to go home so I didnt get out of the train to get a better angle on them...

The one in pink was playing the Cello...and the other guy was playing the xylophone. It actually sounded pretty cool. I hope I get to see em again. I'll definitely take a better shot!



LOL This is amazing. A few days ago, I was coming home from the laundrymat and I just happened to glance on the side of the building with a flier on it. I took a closer look and saw that it said: "Reward $1000 For Turd" lmao! It looked so funny to me..I figured someone was just being silly, so I took a picture of it...

I thought nothing of this afterwards...this is...until today. This morning, I was jogging home from the gym and I passed by the same building. On the same spot that the flier had been before, someone (I'm assuming the same person) left another message...And I just HAD to take a picture!

LMAO CLASSIC ISN'T IT!? Now I really want to know who this Turd is! Friggin hilarious! :-) Kudos to whoever you are, meng. KUDOS!


Monday, May 3, 2010


These are just some retaaaarded images I found...

Ridiculous right?!


Inventor of a Time Machine

Im mad I never thought of doing this...lmao

Random Sign

lol I was walking back home from the laundrymat and I noticed a sign on the side of a building they recently built in my area...I HAD to take a picture of this...

So...if....I take a dump right now....and call this number...I can get some money!?

Wednesday, April 28, 2010


Alirght..I wasnt planning to do another "Damn Thats Nasty" post until I had taken enough pictures...but DAMN..I had to make an exception for this one...Idk who put this up on facebook, but someone tagged my friend, and naturally I noticed it is...Feel free to throw up, I know I did O_o



Saturday, April 24, 2010

Insane Tattoo

Now normally, I'm not very found of tattoos...I mean, it looks good on SOME people...but I feel like its extremely tacky these days since it seems like EVERYONE f'in wants to get one...and they over do it O_o But when I see some truly interesting looking tats, I have to give props where its due...


A Day of Fat Fuckness

Yep. Today's one of those days where I didnt feel like doing shiiiiit...but eat. This morning I was thinking of mimicking something I saw my coworker get at a deli the other day. Its a wrap with scrambled eggs and ham in it...check it out..

I just fried some thin slices of turkey ham...n BOOYACA!!! (thats a low fat wrap, by the way...heated up on some strange grill-like thing my mom has lol) It was friggin GREEEEEEEEAT!

Later on, not long after that I was already snacking on some pop tarts that I conscience is still hassling be about it...

But I wasnt completely lazy...I DID go out with my mom to run a few errands...She was feeling kind of downish for some reason, so you KNOW I had harass her a bit...

And when she finally cheered up a lil...

Her "senior citizen" version of the "wah ju wan, nugga?!" pose....lmfao

But wait! There's more! When we came back...MORE FAT FUCKNESS!

My mom decided to make some lasagna!!!

Have you any idea how much cardio I need to do now!? In fact, as soon as I press "Publish Post" Im going to get started!


Friday, April 23, 2010

Movie Poster in Photoshop

Whats up?! Since I finally have a new laptop, I can take some time to do some tutorials in photoshop again :-) I'm also going to jump at the chance to venture into learning how to use illustrator and whatnot. Should be fun. In any case, I found this really cool tutorial that showed me how to make a movie poster. Check out it oooout...

I'm not too sure I picked the right kind of font for the movie title...Part of me feels like I should've just used the same one O_o *shrug* lol


What A Face!

DAAAAAAMN lol This pic was just too funny to me...I HAD to put it up! It makes you wonder...maybe one day, when she was a baby, she sucked on something sour...someone bumped her on the back n her face just stayed that way. :-P Whats funny is that, when you think about it, most babies look like this when they're crying.....lil friggin aliens.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

"Damn That's Nasty" Returns!!!!

lol Yeah. I'm SURE you've missed it...almost as much as I today marks the return of my "damn, thats nasty" series..hahah Now that its getting warmer, I'm sure I'll have plenty of "subjects" to take pictures of...(and my camera phone skills are slowly becoming unrivalled...) So beware! >:-]

I was looking through my phone and found a bunch of pics I took but never put up (or at least I dont think I did). So, I'm just going to put em up now, to get it out of the way. Enjoy. Or...vomit..idk..

I bet you thought you could pick your nose and no one would notice, eh? WRONG!

Gay dude on the left, tranny on the right....(I call it nasty cause dude really did look nasty..lmao)

Reading the terrorist manual while you wait? O_o

The problem I had with this is...this chick is 5 or 6yrs never let my daughter wear a short ass skirt at that age...

I know..I know...You probably think he's some homeless dude sleeping...but no no no...he's a deep meditation! :-P

Manager at Macy's hard at work...haha

lol my homegirl sent me this. (she supports the Damn, That's Nasty movement!!!). I quote her, "A family thats fat together, stays together"...hahahaa Thanks T.

Yoo..if yall could only see her completely.....*chokes*

What can I say about her ass...that hasnt been said about Afganistan..."bombed out and depleted" lol...whats amazing is that she actually has a man. Someone give homie the noble prize please.

That one scared me that day....haha

AND OUR WINNER IS..........lmfaoooo

I hope no one was TOO offended by these pics...and if you were..allow me to apologize in advance cause there will be much more to come..>:-]