I seriously need help

ugghhhh...


I've been calling so many people girls and other names for their cries of suffering in school.

Now is the moment when I call myself a name: hypocrit

I need to figure out what to do with this dumb class. It seriously is killing me. I am trying to just "get by it" and hopefully pull a C. But the torment it is giving me is just to much.

Withdrawl is one option I have. I can just say goodbye. I would still keep my scholarships (at least the one I need, Bright Futures). Plus, I would be able to take the class at UCF, with a better teacher, and (hopefully) Troy would be able to take it with me.

Staying in the class until it is over is my other option. I can see if I can defeat this monster class, and then I won't have to worry about it anymore. I mean, I'm sure there are plenty of other classes dealing with Physics, but maybe not this type. And even so, I still would have a better teacher than the one right now.

God...

I'm not dead

just so you know...


here, I've uploaded a good amount of medium format pictures, just for you.

click

Who says money gets you everything?

Wow. Today actually wasn't that bad. Well, here's the deal from this past week:

- I went to court to get my charges for that stupid Jai-Lai incident. Anyways, the charges are 6 months probation ($50 everytime I see him), $193 court fees, and 25 community service hours. Sucks.

- I owe my mom $200 every month for car insurance

- My job is hinting me to find another job since they are only giving me one day a week

- I recently went to Orlando to look at apartments to live in for my future schooling. Cheapest and best values are around $500/month

- School sucks more and more

That's what's been going on lately. If you didn't notice, I've mentioned a few things that dealt with money. Or actually, the lack of money I've had. So, I'm suppose to be saving up to go to Orlando, while being able to pay my $200/month for my mom, all those courts fees/probation fees are a pain, and my job is basically not supporting me with enough finances. So, a new job is definately in order.

Remember when I said today wasn't so bad? Well, my plans for today were to go skate the park (since I am so paranoid for skating anywhere else just in case I get into trouble(which by the way if it does happen, I get 14 months of jail time and $1500 fine)), then go out with Ashley. Well, the skating part sucked since it just wasn't my day. But then Ashley. Well, I told her I would take her out to eat. I'm thinking, "I can take her somewhere cheap" WRONG! I then had a mild panic attack realizing I can't take her anywhere since everything costs more money than I can spend. So, this date was screwed.

Well, it was screwed until Ashley thought of a perfect idea. Why don't we make dinner tonight? I thought it was a sick idea. Except for one thing...we both don't know how to cook anything. Siiick. Well wait, I don't know how to cook. Ashley does a little, but she even says she is iffy. So, we still go for the cooking idea and decide we want spaghetti. We take a trip to Publix, get the right supplies, go get a movie (in case we really screw up dinner, we can hopefully entertain ourselves so we can forget about our hunger), then come and start cooking. Haha...oh man, here's the good part. Everything is starting well. Ashley gets the ground beef going in the pan. She adds sauce to it for flavoring. Stirs the meat. Whatever. There is water heating up to boil for the noodles. The meat is still cooking, looking brownish/redish. Mmmmmm. The water is boiling, noodles added. More sauce added to meat. Just then, Ashley wants here garlic bread to cook, so when everything is all done, the bread will be too. Me being me (I "cook" everything in the microwave, or microwave oven) tells her to use the microwave oven. She would rather use the REAL oven. Alright...preheat to 350 degrees, add bread. Seriously, about 4 minutes later. I hear her say "FIRE!" Oh great. It wasn't actually that bad. Just some flames. I open the oven, Ashley throws the bread on the floor, I pick it up, and we turn the oven off. Smoke is everywhere. Dinner is ready!

Everything else survived and was very delicious, even the bread! Ashley said it sucked, but she was just sad since she thought I thought it sucked. Whatever. We rented "The Departed" and I watched it (Ashley fell asleep right from the beginning). I was shocked, but I won't tell the ending.

And now I'm here typing away. Thinking what an awesome night this was. Being able to spend it with Ashley, while not spending money. Yay. I just hope my financial problems come together soon. I hope...

There are soooooooo many things I could write about...

..but I choose not to for the sake of everything in my life. I guess I can talk about my photography and how much I am enjoying it more and more. School sucks still. Job really sucks since I am barely working...which is funny since now is the time I actually need to start saving money. Ughhh...new job in the making? Anyways, all that stuff I said I can't talk about just annoys the crap out of me. I guess I'll just label it, 'IT' and not get in any trouble.

'IT' is really a dumb thing. 'IT' has nothing to do with me, but 'IT' stills annoy me watching 'IT' happen. While 'IT' is going on, there is still doubt and some past going on. Basically, 'IT' is the gayest thing ever. Sorry that you don't know what 'IT' is, but really, you do. You can see 'IT' in movies and stuff. I just wish 'IT' would end and everyone just see what they are doing and change.

Alright, that's my soapbox. Don't leave any comments...

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

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!

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. 

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. 

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?

Sick sesh

Finally, out of all the days that are considered my "break", I finally dedicate a whole day to skate.
Well, the first part of my day was saying bye to Ash, but after she left, BOOM! Skateboarding was my
new love. (If you read this Ash, I still love you, please don't be mad) 

So, I meet up with the crew:
Ralph
Troy
Harrison
Chris
David (stoessol....I call him stencil)
Randy
Chase
and we chill at the mall for a while, actually to eat, then headed over to Flip Tricks. After sales were made, we decided that WPB was the first location in our adventure.

White tops was the place to rendezvous. Bangers went down.

Next spot on the list was bridge banks, which now has a box in the middle to make the spot more "fun". Bangers went down there too.

Burger King Break

Third spot of today...Coniston Three Block. Yay! Everyone was throwing down stuff. Some landed, some stuck, some broke their boards, and some even broke themselves. But needless to say, bangers definately were thrown (so of the were so called "lucky")

After that, David, Randy, Chase, Ralph, Troy, and Harrison all wanted to go. Chris and I still wanted to skate, but we didn't know where, or with who. Nothing a quick phone call from Johnny couldn't cure. Johnny picks us up, goes to his house to change from his work clothes, then we head over to the new West Boynton Skatepark. We wanted to skate the flatbar there.

We arrive at the park, and notice that some kids were already skating in the other rink. We join in their sesh, have a little game of skate (whose winner will only be revealed if you ask me) It was me
Our skate sesh was so done after the lights decided to go out. Sick. So we are about to go into the skatepark, when Ralph, Troy, and Harrison pull up. Yay. We all hop the fence and have a nice fun skate time skating the two flatbars, and a rainbow rail that I'm sure is really
meant for snowboarding.

Just then, a car pulls up, a man comes out with a flashlight, and we all try to run. There is only one exit(actually, one fence to easily hop over, the others are a little harder), so we were pretty stuck. The guy was a cop and told everyone to get out. We walk over to our cars, stand in front of the cop, he's acting all buff and tuff, he thinks we may have drugs somewhere, asks for our IDs, we give them to him (except for me and Troy since we "forgot" ours...in our bags...in the cars), then he realizes that all we were doing were just skating, but we tresspassed. He then gets all "I remember when..." since he use to skate way back when. Of course he use to skate. EVERY COP USE TO SKATE! Another cop comes over, I guess for backup or something, and they start talking about all these skate crimes they've seen. One cop recalls an event where two skate punks actually made a quarter pipe out of cement on some wall. After the cops leave, Chris starts laughing and tells us that it was him and his friend, both wasted at the time, that built the quarter pipe. Wow...

So Chris goes home, and the rest of us go back to Flip Tricks to hang out in front (since it was closed anyways). We just chat about different things, mainly about cameras, how stuff looks, how stuff is done, and the cost of stuff. I was hungry, and Ralph says that his "lady" (apparantly he gets hooked up by her) was working at the Denny's right next to us. So we go there and get some stuff to eat. We talk, eat, joke around, eat, Troy shows us what VX PAL looks like with some sick video, eat. Then get the bill, notice that half of it was free, give a big tip to her, then leave. Stand outside, talk, Ralph is skating, the rest of us just talk more about things, then we leave for our homes.

I wish I didn't have to work so I can have more days just like today. If I seriously didn't need money, I would quit right now. In fact, I don't really need money. Hmmmm.....

Thanks mom

for these amazing lights. Seriously, I'm not joking around here. Two tungsten lights setup, complete
with the umbrellas, tripods, and pretty much everything else.

I'm so stoked about this. All I need is a cool backdrop or something. And a new light bulb since one
of mine already blew out. Whatever.

Here's a sample:           I desperately need models

Haha...wow

This is what happens when your mind takes control of your body:

"Christmas present, past and future just came to visit me. They all said they liked what the saw. Unfortunately, future still shows me my death and I pleaded for mercy. He laughed and said he was joshing me, and that I would live forever because I am in fact so amazing, life has no reason to leave me.








"Wow" I said as I opened my eyes to the morning sun. I jumped to open my window, hoping it would still be Christmas day. I saw a young boy walking the street. I yelled, got his attention and



















shot him. For the true meaning of Christmas isn't about getting what you want in the morning. No. It is about the birth of our saviour, Jesus Christ. And everyone should be rejoicing for Him.



















Why did I shoot that little boy? Psshhh...why not?

Besides, he pissed me off earlier."



haha...wow

For all the cool people

 

She's coming over to get her present

I really hope she likes IT

I spent a bunch of money on IT

She better love IT

Or else, death will be part of IT

 
                                                                                                                                              


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               I'm dumb...           

Nothing really happened today

So this will be short.

Hung out with Ash for a little bit. Yay! Watched Oprah and Phil.

Work. Busy. REAL BUSY. Free food though. For everyone. Then, died out. Most exciting thing after that was hearing a drunk woman claim that she had just gotten raped right outside by two men. Yeah, pretty scary, right? Well, its dumb. Reason why is because she was here earlier, which is how she got drunk, and the two "rapists" were the guys everyone saw she left with. Plus, about an hour after her statement, she left with some other guy.


Now I sleep and wake up to do something else.

Rock to Fakie on Lock

That pretty much sums up today right there.

But for all that need it, here's my day:

1st thing I did was get up. I really wanted to skate and shred, so Josh was the one to call. I call and he
has plans with some dumb woman (aka "Mom"). Pssshhhh...dumb.

So I decide to tag along their date for the movies. Rocky Bal-"snake" was pretty good. I mean, I knew it was going to be an artistic sort of conclusion to all the Rocky
movies, but I still expected a pretty happy ending. Not that it wasn't, but I don't want to spoil it for
everyone.

After that, the skate sesh was so on. Unfortunately, the day sesh was not on. Night was creeping in and
Josh and I knew that WPB was a no-go. Plus, dummy (Josh) needed a board since he has a break-board fetish.

Now where can we get a board and still skate? Why SkatesUSA of course! Mini-ramp seshs are sick. Especially when friends come in to join in. And when you learn new tricks.

Now I'm home, hoping someone (Ashley or maybe Troy) can hang out tonight. Hmmmm...hopefully.

Spontaneous ideas require spontaneous action

 

Thanks Ralph

For doing what you always do. Sleeping. Complaining. Slacking. Being Pissed Off. Blaming Everyone
Else in the World. 4PM. Of course it's going to be dark soon. THAT'S WHEN YOU FREAKIN' WOKE UP!

But on a positive note, my car is fixed! Turns out it wasn't the head gasket thing or whatever. It was the heating core of my car eating away all of my coolant. That's sick. A $1000 job to replace that piece of crap. Why am I happy then? Because I didn't replace that dumb thing. Instead, my good friend's dad told me of a way to bypass that junk. And it would only cost $100. Siiiiiiiiick. The mechanic sure was happy to hear this new plan (actually, he knew the plan, but didn't want to tell me). However, the $100 miracle has a set back. I don't have any type of heater. Which is a bummer because I live in Florida...right?

Straight from the Horse's Mouth

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick


 

My car sucks

And I hate the fact that now I'm getting rides from people I use to give rides to. Thinking that irony
may have something to do with this. I hate that guy...