Dream killers.

If you listen to your fears, you will die never knowing what a great person you might have been. – Robert H. Schuller

I’ve spent my life making a lot of excuses for myself. I tell you all time and time again about how much of an underachiever I am and these excuses have been my crutch for years. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I keep doing things that hold me back from achieving my dreams. I keep finding ways to justify my actions.

So what does that have to do with this post? Well, in the last couple of months people have been pushing me to follow my dreams and go after what I love: sports. Well, talking and writing about sports that is. I joke around about how I want to be Tony Reali in a couple years. Read more

Walk by faith..

.. not by sight.

Guess who made a trip to Inksanity over the weekend? I’ve been itching for a new tat, so we took a little group trip over to the shop to get a fix.

The plan was for me to get my tats and for my girls to get their industrial piercings. That didn’t happen. Well, I got my tats, but the piercing artist was out sick. Al [my tattoo artist] worked on what I wanted. I picked out the lettering and he drew it up. Bam.. I was in the chair. Read more

The cryin’ shame is..

.. that times change and.. best friends become strangers. That’s how it is.

I’m a few weeks late, but happy new year’s, guys.

It’s 2010. I have new goals and a fresh outlook on life. Yeah, I know. Everyone says that when January 1st comes around. Resolutions galore.. People switching up their attitudes for all of 3-4 weeks. Same ish, different year.

2010 honestly feels different, though. I guess it’s because I’m at a turning point in my life. April 24th marks my 22nd birthday [yes, my mother named me after my birth month. Lazy ish lol]. I’ll be graduating in May and transferring to a 4 year university out of state. New Jersey will no longer be the place where I rest my head. Things just seem like they are changing drastically, but for the better.

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For you I wear my heart on a short sleeve.

I took a trip to Pluto today courtesy of the homie Esh. I sat there vibing to Wiz Khalifa and reading about bed sheets. Quite interesting actually. And then I got to the part where she posed this question: ”Why do people run away from good situations, yet find it so easy to get comfortable in a fucked up one?” Read more

…and she lived happily ever after.

I used to wish my life was like a fairy tale. I’d be the damsel in distress and my knight in shining armor would come rescue me. We’d ride off into the sunset without a care in the world. Ha.. and then I hit puberty and realized life isn’t that easy.

The truth is I’ve been fighting with myself over a lot of things lately.. An internal struggle for the better part of 2 months.. Trying to make decisions I really don’t want to. My heart is torn, my mind is jumbled, and I feel.. lost. No knight to come rescue me. I’ve got to deal with these issues on my own.

What would my English professor call this? Man vs. self? Yeah, that sounds about right. My life isn’t a fairy tale, but it is indeed an open book for all of you read. I’m the main character, the protagonist, stuck in a conflict between my beliefs and the temptations around me.. Figuring out whether to make the safe choice or follow my heart.. Wondering if I’m going to demand the best from myself or settle for less than what I deserve. Read more