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Thursday, January 18, 2007

4 Letter Word that Starts with 'F'

 Flip out over
Fake feelings or just
Fave my dog and wave that
Flag over your head since you
Feel like you are dead inside, although your
Face looks dead already. No need to
Fall over me, just
Fear what I may do to you if you don't tell me a
Fact. But don't
Fret, for your best bet is to allow
Fate into your life, don't cause a
Feud with me, and let us run
Free and calmly. Don't discourage the
Fire inside us, but let me take you away
From that old time. Let it
Fade away. Never real, only
Fake. I know it may seem a bit
Fogy, but just trust me,
Flee with me, and then you'll see that I am no
Fool. So let's start our journey towards
Fame, in this game we call life. One step of a
Foot is all we need to get started. And no worries, I will not
Fail you. If I do, one word may leave my mouth, out of
Fury, rage, and anger I will scream out loud, like a tank,
"(Fill in the blank)"



oh man...that was fun

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

The planets were way off today

 So, I got arrested today. That's pretty much all you need to know. But if you want to read what happened...here:

So it's me, Ralph, Josh, Chris, Cory, Ant, and Johnny skating around northern West Palm Beach (45th streetish) and whatever. We get kicked out of a few spots and then we had to decide where the next spot would be. Well, I really don't know who's idea it was, and I don't want to blame anyome, but we decided that our next spot would be at this huge abondoned building. Sketchy is the word that came to mind when I first saw the building, and especially
 when we made our own "entrance" by pulling up some door on the side of the building. Even with all this sketch, it was really sick inside, and also a little scary, but still sick. We walked around, looking at random broken things, and finally end up in this huge auditorium room. It was sooooo amazing. I'm pretty sure if what didn't happen next, I would seriously go back and take so many pictures. But anyways, everyone is skating this gap and all is well. Unfortunately, all is well for only a short period. I suddenly hear some voices from where we had made our "entrance".

NOTE: our "entrance" is also our only "exit" since we had no idea where anything was.

I tell everyone about the voices and we run the other way. We then realize that there is no other way out of this place and decide to just face the music. To bad the music didn't have a pretty face. Right away, we were told to be on the ground, face first, with our hands behind our backs. We get patted down, then cuffed, then taken to their station across the street. By the way, there were about 8 cops there. Anyways, we arrive at the station, get patted down again, got our personal items taken away, and we were placed in our distinguished cells. "Adults" (me, Ralph, Chris, and Josh) were placed in one cell, and the "Juvies" (Ant, Johnny, and Cory) were placed in another.  A bunch of information needed to be taken down for the paper work the cops had to do, and they were going to do it individually too. So, the "Juvies" went first. Each had their parents called to tell them where they were and what-not. As the "Juvies" were getting questionaired, the "Adults" were finding ways of staying busy and non-bored. Such ways included talking, playing rock-paper-scissors (which I won all by the way), more talking, having "push-ups" competitions, and even more talking. Now, when I say talking, I really mean whispering real quietly, since the gay cops were yelling at us for being loud. Whatever.

As the "Juvies" were still giving their info, a cop comes to the "Adults" cell and takes some of my info down, then takes me to get my fingerprints. It was really weird since I was the only one to do it...for the rest of the time there!

Finally, the "Juvies" were done, and the "Adults" were next. They started with the two "adults" that had younger siblings. So, once Ralph and Chris were done, it was mine and Josh's turn. It went pretty well for
me, since all he did was talk about how much he hated computers. Josh, on the other hand, had done something right, since he came back to the cell with gum in his mouth.

So 4 hours later, the cops tell us that we are going to be released. They started with the "Juvies" first. Josh had just finished telling me that we shouldn't do anything dumb to get us back in here, when all of a sudden, Ant's voice is heard. Ant is asking the cop about his camera, and where it was. The cop didn't care less about him or his camera and starts yelling at him. Ant is talking back, saying he just wanted to know where his camera was. The cop gets so mad that he puts Ant right back in his cell, saying he is going to juvinille jail later.

The cop then releases us and tells us that we better not do this again (Duh) or it'll be so much worse.

We go outside to see some of the parents(the ones that were called) and we get even more yells at us, and other "I can't believe that..." with some "You guys should be...." and some more "blah blah blah".

Ughh...so basically, I got arrested today. We all are banned from that building, which, oh yea, is owned by the Don King himself (thanks officer for that fun fact), and we all are probably not gonna skate anywhere for a while.

Check out this kid's website for his story on finding us at the place. Thanks Harry!

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Jet Lag

I just got home from the NY, and let me tell you...it was siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick! I know most of you
were hoping for a loooooooooong journal of my adventure. Well, it's coming soon. I want to see if I 
can add some pictures to my story. And, since I didn't bring the digi, it'll probably take 3 days.


So...chill. 

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

It's up to you New York, New York

Sick, I'm leaving in about 2 hours for the NY and I'm still packing. Whatev. I'm kind of excited, 
partly because we'll be staying right in the middle of Times Square. And partly since I will be able
to capture some visuals using a machine that traps time and light to form an image. Yea, pretty sick,
huh? I don't think there will be any kind of computer there, so I'm taking a notebook and writing down what's going down. I'll just scan the papers when I come back.

Alright, I'll see you later dawgs!

EDIT: It's about 4:30 AM and we're leaving for the airport. I got about an hour of sleep, and....later. 

Monday, January 01, 2007

Hello 2007, my name is David

Wow. What a dumb weekend. It all started Thursday (which I am counting as part of the weekend

for the sake of its my blog and I really don't care about you), that's when my "slave work" began, when was scheduled to close Thursday through Sunday (yay...).



Thursday wasn't that big of a deal. It came. It went by...slowly. It was over.



Friday, on the other hand, was something else. It came. It went by...this time, at little bit busier, and everyone was complaining as it went. And finally, it was over. I was pretty much dead after this. Good thing I worked again on...



Saturday was pretty much the worst out of all of these days. I already knew that there was going to be a UFC fight going on. And that a party of 40 was suppose to come in. AND also that two training managers were working by themselves. But what I didn't know, was that it was going to be packed before the dumb fight even begun (about 5 hours before the fight, too!). I also didn't know that I was basically gonna have to work all by myself since I had the two "best bussers in the world" helping me out. God...well, hold on. I've gotta give some slack to one of them. He's actually pretty good, but that night, he wasn't at his peak. THE OTHER ONE, OH MY GOD, HE'S PRETTY MUCH ON EVERYONE'S HIT LIST, IF NOT AT THE VERY TOP OF THEM. So yeah...it came, took to long to go by. And finally (I really was crying for it to be over), it was over.



Now Sundays aren't usually that bad. You know, I close, which means I also bar-back, which means I make a few extra bucks (depending who is bartending). But this Sunday already pissed me off. On account that it was New Year's Eve and I'm suppose to work? DUMB! But my mom, sister, and Ash love me so much, they planned on spending the night with me, at work.



SIDE NOTE: According to of my fellow employees, New Year's Eve has always been the slowest night of the entire year. And with that, the manager usually can run the entire restaurant normally with just the bartenders and one cook.



So I'm excited, thinking that I won't be doing anything. Just chill, you know? But unfortunately for me, this new year's eve was set on a Sunday, also known as he day of...football. So I walk in to the restaurant, and I'm confused because I see that it is a little bit busy, with people drinking, ordering food, and watching whatever game is on. So I'm still thinking that I won't be doing anything, and I forgot that I'm suppose to be bar-backing and what-not. Needless to say, about an hour into working, I was swamped with "little things" to do (clean

this table over here, then that table over there, check for bar glasses, check the bartender's bustubs, pre-bus this table, then that table, etc.). I was running around so much, that time was just a stranger, and I didn't bother paying any attention to it. Finally, after running around so much, 11 o'clock came around. Along with it, came my mom, Ash, my sister, and ("oh yea, I forgot to tell you" - my sister's excuse for what I'm about to tell you) ALL OF THE DRAMA DEPARTMENT FROM SANTALUCES HIGH! I felt so bad for the server, I had to help her out. Well, everyone is waiting for midnight, the bartenders are needing things less as midnight approaches, and my decision for the next hour was to spend time with my people. We all wait in the final seconds of 2006.



5...4...3...2...1...HAPPY NEW YEAR! Everyone is hugging everyone, kisses are going to their designated lover's lips, shots are going around, alcohol is killing pretty much everyone's liver, horns blowing, and everyone is happy together for about 10 minutes. After that, mayhem continued as everyone decides to leave. Well, not everyone. Everyone that was already here, decided to leave. Everyone from everywhere else, decided to come inside and try to spend their first hour in Bru's Room. So, back to my running around and killing myself, which doesn't stop until closing time (which is at 2 A.M. for all of you that don't know). Finally, Sunday came, killed me as it went, but it is finally over. Now I'm dead, body is gone, but hey, I'm (about) $400 richer because of this dumb weekend.

(4:45 A.M. EDIT:I just spent about half an hour counting my money I made, and it came to $497. Siiiiiiiiiick. This is why I still work at this dumb place)

So, as hard as it may seem, 2006 is finally over. We all said our goodbye's. Now let's welcome 2007 into our world. Hopefully, it'll be better. Hopefully...



Here are some pics of New Year's Eve night:

Here's what you get when you hand the camera to your mom, without setting the camera to "easy mode":


Group pic 1

Group pic 2

Group pic 3

Me and Daniella

Finally, after hearing her say,"D, the pictures aren't coming out right", I "fixed" the camera and now, better pics:


Me and Daniella 2

Me and Ash...awwwwwww

Me, my mom, and Daniella

CHOMP!

"So uhhh...you guys 18 or what?"

but seriously, this guy was so wasted, and tried to hit on any girl he saw, even my Ash. He stayed till the whole restaurant was done, and pretty much passed out on the bar. I'm not sure where he went, but who cares....right?