The Fine Line

No Light to guide my way

Im goin’ blind down the hill

Nothing that on one can say

Im gonna find my will to live

No, I wont Brake

No, I wont Brake

No Light to guide my way

Im goin’ blind down the hill

Nothing that on one can say

Im gonna find my will to live

No, I wont Brake

I am such a badass. Triggered by curiosity, galvanized by Peer Pressure, and instilled by exhilarations that rose beyond the scope of my last post. I will forever be open-minded. Inspired purely by every light bulb illuminating the Las Vegas Strip. Sadly no light to guide my way. A bit discouraging as I beat myself up about it, because I remember being posted above that line. That White Line.

Student ID. One Hundred Dollar Bill. (Hunnits). And some simple instructions regarding convulsion. I took it like a man and from there I’m goin’ blind down the hill. This is hindsight speaking so if I could rewind to my reality almost immediately after snowboarding I was going down that hill with almost perfect vision. Perfect hearing. A great snowboard, gas powered even, and it was as if this reservoir of fuel remained unblemished.  I can say for the next hour and a half I became Superman on a Snowboard.

Unstoppable.  Not ready to stop. I wish I knew the ramifications of what was about to occur because my tolerance measured by blood alcohol content changed context. What was usually appraised by 2 to 3 integers. (ex. 0.24 = 3 times the legal limit) was now calibrated by dollar signs. (ex. $.$$) That’s how it felt. I couldn’t stop drinking and in all probability I consumed twice as much alcohol as I did the night before. The discrepancy laid in the fantasy in that I was completely sober.

It took over. Took over control and I woke up in the bed by myself. Not happy with myself and an inventory of receipts that just did not add up. I hit the bathroom only to realize my life was getting more like the hangover part 1. Except for 2 differences. 1. There was no Tiger, and 2. It was not funny.  I got up and salvaged the day with some Chipotle and a little gambling. Las Vegas Winds did a great job of hiding the allure of the strip.

Thinking about it I hope to never go up that hill again. Being open-minded I let it get the best of me. I been here before though and I was able to put my foot down. Regrets are for horseshoes and handbags and I for one, enjoyed myself.  I understand now. for the first time. How things can take you away from what you truely want (Long Term) to satisfy your desire (Short term). Where is the leverage tomorrow morning.   Happiness, exists in your head. For some people its hard to achieve. For others, who Love, it comes easier. For some, im finding out, it comes too easy. I think we all want to be like Superman. I think we all want it to some degree. I just believe some really dont have the patience it may require. And some think there is an easier way to get there. A path in between 2 fine lines. I crossed it to find out what I thought could make me SuperMan, really happened to be Kriptonite. It just wasn't the color green. The "S" which stuck to my chest, I found out it doesn't stand for SuperMan.

XSive

I will wake up this Monday probably less focused and alert than I am on this thursday night. Thats pretty convenient and because Classes are canceled as thanksgiving is a time to be thankful for the time to catch up. I have mixed feelings about thanksgiving day and the subsequent black friday as those days in any recency have proved to be swamped at everybody's favorite indian-chinese  restaurant.  I should have started a petition on that change website.  So I turn 21 and Go to Las Vegas to see the other side. And do it again. and again. and again. June, August, January, August, and Tommorow making it my 5th time being removed from 20 years old. Forever 21 is how tend to treat that place but i think this time things have to change slightly. for one  we have to successf8lly nap before we head out. It should be a great time as long as I dont drink too much. Im really trying to grow up and i gotta start showing it in the most elusive places on earth. Not counting the many trips before i turned 21 I set objectives to reach when i got there. This trip is for my man. Although I have every reason to celebrate, I dont think the problem is in the execution of a celebration. I do think we need to redefine the enterprise of my celebrations.

The room is 40
Gas is 20
Presale Tickets are Purhcased 35 XS, 30 Marquee.


Thats as far as i will go cuz im the definition of ballin on a budget.

In my head I can already predict what my budgeting will be exactly one year from now.

The room is 400
Plane Ticket is 200
Bottles Split with the Entourage 350 at XS and 300 Marquee


I will start a cycle of immaturity and excess I thought I left behind last June when I was sure nothing could stop me. Last year I had to lie about being 24 to seem cool, although I was holding an Adios the color of aqua due to Ice dilution. Next Year I may not have to lie about being 24, but If I do im sure it will be more believable as the Ice dilutes into Tonic Water. Life is been getting better and doesn't stop so today I was reminded of how great life is and overall I love California and am looking forward to coming back to some great company. While I'm Psyched for the future I understand that this weekend is no big deal. Its whatever. It's cold out there. I'll have a good time after my nap tomorrow. The Nap is scheduled from 3pm to 8pm. Clutch!!!

FourLokos. Never again.

The New Eleven

When I introduce myself to somebody for the first time there is a percentage chance that the exchange will result in a miscommunication. Inevitably I get my name confused as Neo. I’m usually all the way cool with that. That’s a cool name.  I think this  post is going to be special because I have put a time frame on it. I will not write past a certain period.  But if I set small limits I guess the gun pointed on my head serves as the proverb I cant keep quiet and let it out.   I have a letter dated to me with my name spelled wrong but I in a state of jubilance I looked past it.  What’s in a name? More over what is an Age? It’s a number.  That letter hit me really hard because it was something I wanted last year  and envisioned it in my mailbox.  It’s here and its just missing my signature. I signed a similar letter last year, but this year there were more numbers and they aligned. I got the letter yesterday, which means It wasn’t received on 11/11/11.

I was talking to my brother today who I think is the one guy who works harder than me, namely on the basketball court. For him, Basketball is Life. I wish I could say the same without a little hesitation in my voice pitch.

Me: Hey are those my NBA socks I been looking for?

Him: Dude I love them. Besides your wearing my socks

Me lol

We are a lot a like and the conversation eventually got to him telling me that He drank and smoked at a party. Which I knew was coming some time or the other, he created his own ranking system though and he ranked basketball over all the liquor. We see the same thing.  I love my younger brothers and they love me. More on it later as im reaching the time limit

If I was to make a wish, it would involve my environment. I don’t want a perfect environment, rather one that will forever require my input. Although im always very hapy with what I am given I don’t want happiness as much as I want to earn it. I want to know that I can have it all but its going to cost me. I want to be a champion bad but as a super senior in college I cant go back to high school. I wish for challenges and the strength to move forward.

Don't order the turkey burger combo and upgrade it. If you must upgrade it to large

Malm Night Stand

Swagger on a hundred thousand million.