6 Word Stories

I saw this exercise on The Berrics once. Decided to use it to strengthen what little talent I might possess. So here is a couple quickies I thought of.

I loved her. She killed me.

Old car. Jack Daniels. New coffin.

I was cold. She's my blanket.

Dead broke. Lotto ticket. Mad cake......son. (Yeah, I cheated)

Biggie Smalls is still the illest.

Your mom is a nasty woman.

When she cried, I just smiled.

These might have sucked but whatever.

I always tell myself to never live a moment with an ounce of regret. While at this present moment in time it still bears true, there are things that have happened in my life where given the opportunity to, I would change in an instant.

I wish that I had found skateboarding earlier in my life. I know that I found it when I did for a reason, but it fills a void in my life that, had I known about such a beautiful thing at an earlier age, I might be a better person. I might know how to fully commit to everything that I do.

I wish that I were a better older sibling. I was not around as frequently as I was supposed to be. Now I find myself scrambling for lost time every now and then. It hurts to know that there is a memory gap in my little brothers' brains where they might notice that I was never around. It shames me.

More later.

Back to the blog...

Given the fact that I work so much, mixed with the unpleasant fact that New York City weather is unpredictable and usually not in our favor, I now turn to my blog once again for entertainment. The friend level has decreased and the one I would prefer to spend time with is quite some distance away. So for now, blogging will have to be my main outlet.

So what has been going on lately? Nothing much. Working two jobs to ensure not so brokeness. Also going back to school in the fall of 09. I need some sort of stability in my life so I'm going to see to it that I get that. I also want to work on my writing, specifically in storytelling. If you're a painter and have tips for me on creating paintings, feel free to share the knowledge.

I'm done, peace.

There Will Be Blood...

I'd hate to join the trend and criticize the tumbleweed we call this economy, but something in me has to make at least ONE comment. My mouth is far too big to be kept shut on such a topic. So Big Business has finally taken the inevitable fall, tripped up n the coattail created by its own greed. Eventually, every empire must crumble. Unfortunately, the ordinary citizen has to take the fall.

sweet surrender

I am still afraid. I am still afraid of what you can do. Your influence strikes fear in my heart. I feel it all the way up my spine. I am afraid is letting it all entirely down. I am scared of fully opening that door and letting you in. Then I think...of how great you are. How nice you are to me. I can hear the smile on your face as you simply say "hey". The faint feeling of your lips on mine is one I cannot forget. I want to feel that again. Slightly harder. Longer. More, more, and more. Again. Again. Again. And again. I want to get lost in your eyes, your smile, your mind. I want to surrender to you. In time, we win together.

How lovely the flowers of life are, yes?

tonight, i died

Physically, I was nowhere to be found. I met an angel. My eyes were open, but would not work. I could not see, yet I immediately knew how beautiful she was. The only thing that I could grab onto and keep was her smell. The unique, sweet smell that lingered on my skin as our cheeks touched. That was the only thing that my brain would hold onto; that scent. The scent of a goddess. Since I've come back to reality, I've forgotten the smell itself, but I remember the feeling it gave me. What I would give to have her air tickle my nostrils once again.

what the flip is going on here?

I've entered into a state of confusion. Maybe because of the numerous Red Stripe beers I've slugged down this evening. Maybe because my skateboard popped up and hit me directly in my calf muscle and it has been throbbing ever since. I'm just confused, with life, her, money (althought I don't really care about money), everything is kind of jumbled up. I guess we all just want to be wanted.

the ice breaks

So I have to say that it has been quite some time since this has happened. Many moons have passed and many suns have risen. I can honestly say that....
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Hopefully I can do the same for you.

The Light

When darkness consumed the city streets, she was the moonlight that allowed me to see. Often taken for granted, the moon serves us faithfully without the need of recognition. This is my proclamation of appreciation to her. Your unique aura makes you special. Your unchartered terrain makes you interesting. Being you makes you special. Being me, the person whom admires you, makes me the luckiest man in the galaxy.

Red Stripe beer. Hooray beer! Its late, that's why I type these weird things.

Lazy Sunday

Woke up in the late afternoon because I was watching an independent film on channel 13. PBS to all my non-New Yorkers. I went skateboarding for a while and got pretty sweaty. I have a cut on the back of my ankle due to my skateboard clipping me last night. I realized how painful it is today. Today, I have a hole on my hand and I have no idea where or how it happened. I came back home and listened to some music on the jayPod. When I woke up, I was pretty hungry. I went to Popeye's to get some biscuits. I'm not sure if everyone knows this, but there was a law passed in New York City that says that chain businesses have to put calorie content on the menu. So I arrive at Popeye's and I see that 6 buscuits are about 1,440 calories, before the jelly. So then I left, buscuit-less. I'm a thin dude but that's just too much calorie intake in one sitting. I then went to the Asian vegetable stand and bought some hard dough bread and butter (all my Jamaicans know what I'm talking about, lawdamercy). So I've been eating that on and off for a while. Threw some raspberry preserves on it too; it was pretty delicious. Oh yes, I also bought and ate flavored oatmeal for the first time today. Normally I just eat plain oatmeal but I felt pretty flavorful this afternoon so I felt my food should be the same way. So right now I'm watching Fourstar Super Champion Funzone. I love it, to be honest. One of the best skate tour videos ever. So yeah, its a lazy Sunday.

My Wonderwall

Have you ever met someone that you just click with automatically? Conversations seem effortless. Even when you and that person don't agree all the time, everything is still okay. Disagreements happen. It makes things all the more interesting. Everything seems to be falling into place the way that it should. Normally, you might feel nervous or overwhelmed by the feeling of actually liking someone and them showing interest back, but not this time. Now, you feel a sense of comfortability. A calmness. A cool state of mind that never seems clouded. It might be because every day you speak to that person, they feed your heart with some kind of nourishment. You feel a sense of satisfaction with every text message received from that person. You get scared at the fact that your phone might get cut off because of non-payment (recession) and you might not get a chance to speak to that person. So in advanced, you come up with alternate ways to communicate with them. Isn't it funny how someone can be a little bit happier with something so simple? I think its hilarious in a sense of 'I just cannot believe how lucky I am to even have the opportunity'. Sometimes you feel so anxious that you start a mini countdown in your head to the day you get to see that person. To you, this is vague. To me, this is merely a though. Just because its in a blog on the internet doesn't mean you get every single detail. Did I interest you at all? Yes? Good. That is exactly what I was trying to do. At the end of the day, that's all I would want you to do. Smile. I do it with every message from you, whoever you are.

Bueno.