When you wake up in the morning your dreams seem the be the most interesting thing for about an hour.
Weather it was completely messed up, scary, sexual, or funny we all like to talk about it with others every now and then. I find it odd how we over analyze our dreams. I once thought about a dream I had for the entire day, and tried to decipher what it meant. I just kept brainstorming and eventually ended up with 25 pieces of paper with random notes all over.
I wish I knew what my dreams meant, but I like the mystery. I'd rather keep it that way.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
What did I do!?
How many times have you gotten the silent treatment and you don't know why? Women seem to do this all the time. How the hell is a guy supposed to know what he did if you don't talk!? Men in general are clueless about such things. We forget about most conversations within a few days, its just how our brains are programed.
My favorite approach of gaining information is asking the pissed off persons best friend. Most of the time you'll find the information you're looking for. When you don't find out though... its annoying as hell being treated as a child.
In those cases, I always like to confront. There will always be reluctance in the other party. They want to throw it out there, but they are trying to be in control of the situation and failing miserably. Women in general are emotional creatures that hold every word, gesture, or an argument from the past against a guy. I have a firm- If it happened in the past and it was settled... Don't bring it up again, rule. It never works, but I just ignore statements in regard to that and focus on the current situation.
Eventually, the grievance will come out, and you will roll your eyes because it wasn't a big deal to you. Every now and then though... the argument will be worth throwing your ideas, and feelings out there. In those situations you just have to say everything that you need to, listen, counter argue, and be done with it. It's not worth battling for hours when your talking to a wall.
So there... that's my advice about that.
My favorite approach of gaining information is asking the pissed off persons best friend. Most of the time you'll find the information you're looking for. When you don't find out though... its annoying as hell being treated as a child.
In those cases, I always like to confront. There will always be reluctance in the other party. They want to throw it out there, but they are trying to be in control of the situation and failing miserably. Women in general are emotional creatures that hold every word, gesture, or an argument from the past against a guy. I have a firm- If it happened in the past and it was settled... Don't bring it up again, rule. It never works, but I just ignore statements in regard to that and focus on the current situation.
Eventually, the grievance will come out, and you will roll your eyes because it wasn't a big deal to you. Every now and then though... the argument will be worth throwing your ideas, and feelings out there. In those situations you just have to say everything that you need to, listen, counter argue, and be done with it. It's not worth battling for hours when your talking to a wall.
So there... that's my advice about that.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
First Impressions
I was thinking about this the other day actually... what kind of first impressions I leave on people when they first meet me. This post is more of a feedback memo. For the people that know me... please tell me what you thought. Was I cocky, sick and twisted, annoying, hilarious? I will look over the comments and work on improving.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Text Message Conversation
Andrew Lecrone, Joe Kapple: Hey, you guys want to meet up at Tbell at 12:30 for lunch?
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Joe: F yeah!!!
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Andrew: had tbell last night
Me: Joe and I are going regardless
Me: Or do you have any suggestions?
Andrew: Healthy
Me: LoL thats why you had tbell last night.
Andrew: Lol yea and my stomach hurts cause of it
Andrew: Subway?
Me: No.
Andrew: ;-(
Me: Man up. You can bring your subway over to Tbell lol
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Joe: Don't give in ravi
Joe: We need to have tbell
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Me: Or we can just get our own foods and eat at the park... does that make you happy?
Andrew: Idc
Me: Sir, you're being difficult.
Andrew: Lol ill just bring subway
Me: Lmao you get subway, joe and I are getting tbell and we'll meet you at that park next to city hall with the covered picnic benches... you know what I'm talking about?
Andrew: Ya
Me: We will meet at 1245 at the park.
Andrew: Lol ok
Me: I feel like we're gonna fight at the flag pole
Andrew: We r. I'm gunna poop on ur chest when I'm done
Me: I hope its runny so it covers me like a blanket
Andrew: Lol
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Joe: F yeah!!!
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Andrew: had tbell last night
Me: Joe and I are going regardless
Me: Or do you have any suggestions?
Andrew: Healthy
Me: LoL thats why you had tbell last night.
Andrew: Lol yea and my stomach hurts cause of it
Andrew: Subway?
Me: No.
Andrew: ;-(
Me: Man up. You can bring your subway over to Tbell lol
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Joe: Don't give in ravi
Joe: We need to have tbell
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Me: Or we can just get our own foods and eat at the park... does that make you happy?
Andrew: Idc
Me: Sir, you're being difficult.
Andrew: Lol ill just bring subway
Me: Lmao you get subway, joe and I are getting tbell and we'll meet you at that park next to city hall with the covered picnic benches... you know what I'm talking about?
Andrew: Ya
Me: We will meet at 1245 at the park.
Andrew: Lol ok
Me: I feel like we're gonna fight at the flag pole
Andrew: We r. I'm gunna poop on ur chest when I'm done
Me: I hope its runny so it covers me like a blanket
Andrew: Lol
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Bumper Sticker War
After every election, remnants of the battle linger on for years...
I speak of the campaign bumper stickers. After every election there is a sore winner, and sore loser. Obviously, from the last election you can figure out who fits where.
The Sore Winner:
The sore winner parades around with their Obama/Biden 08' stickers in a proud fashion. They have bought t-shirts, buttons, and many other accessories to wear in public to show their overwhelming support of the candidate. They especially love driving by vehicles sporting the opponents sticker.
The Sore Loser:
The sore loser is pissed. They can't believe that they lost, and that a communsocialazi won the last election. Some still sport they're McCain/Palin "Country First" stickers. Others have taken another approach... spin the winners election motos against them. Here are a few examples.
I find the battle between both sides humorous. I wish people on both sides would stop being childish and remove their political crap after elections. Probably won't happen. Both parties play the American people against each other. Political party affiliation is a emotionally charged affair, much like sports rivals (yankees/red sox, blues/red wings, cardinals/cubs) both sides hate each other with a passion, but don't know why...
I speak of the campaign bumper stickers. After every election there is a sore winner, and sore loser. Obviously, from the last election you can figure out who fits where.
The Sore Winner:
The sore winner parades around with their Obama/Biden 08' stickers in a proud fashion. They have bought t-shirts, buttons, and many other accessories to wear in public to show their overwhelming support of the candidate. They especially love driving by vehicles sporting the opponents sticker.
The Sore Loser:
The sore loser is pissed. They can't believe that they lost, and that a communsocialazi won the last election. Some still sport they're McCain/Palin "Country First" stickers. Others have taken another approach... spin the winners election motos against them. Here are a few examples.
I find the battle between both sides humorous. I wish people on both sides would stop being childish and remove their political crap after elections. Probably won't happen. Both parties play the American people against each other. Political party affiliation is a emotionally charged affair, much like sports rivals (yankees/red sox, blues/red wings, cardinals/cubs) both sides hate each other with a passion, but don't know why...
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Speed/Traffic Cameras
I read an article in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch today about the city of Charlock, deploying a speed camera along its quarter-mile stretch of 170. This post will be about my reaction to this news...This is totally a revenue scheme. I personally don't agree with the St. Louis County Police chief; I think all camera enforced systems should be banned. There is no reason why a camera should be doing a police officers job. Next they'll put cameras in our homes to make sure we're not smoking pot. This is ridiculous.
If caught you get a $100 fine, and no points assessed to your record. You can get the fine reduced by $25, if you attend a four hour drivers ed course, which is complete BULLSHIT! Who the fuck has four hours to spend at one of those? People don't have time for jury duty, let alone traffic school.
My biggest beef to pick with cities that do this is that they bully citizens around through EXTORTION. When you get those tickets, it gets sent to the owner of the vehicle via the registration tied to the license plates. When you receive the fine/threatening letter, you have two choices. You can pay the fine, or you have to rat out who was driving your car that day so they can go after that person. What the fuck happened to your fifth amendment right? Your odds of using that in court are slim to none as well, because 99.7% of camera enforced victims get stuck with the bill, even if you weren't driving (but own the car).
This leads me to the next item. Ask your state representative, and senator to support a bill that will ban all camera enforced systems from being used on highways, and intersections across the state of Missouri.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Lying
I am a guilty of lying. I do it quite often, and generally its over the small things like if my manager asks me if I like her new haircut, or if I filed the paper work I was supposed to.
There are many categories as to why people lie. I'll break down a few.
Cover your ass: I tend to lie when I forget to do something that is asked of me. This tends to happen more at work then any where else. I lie to cover my ass, in this case protect my job.
Appease people/Kissing ass: Sometimes you just don't want to tell someone how horrible they look. I certainly will not answer "yes" when my supervisor asks if she looks fat. I keep my damn mouth shut because I'd rather not face her pregnant woman rage.
Asshole/Bitch: If you have ever been cheated on... we have reached that classification. Why people can't break up then move on is a intriguing question... I can't answer that one. Perhaps its the risk of getting caught.
Cockyness: Guys do this a lot during smack talk. They'll make up all kinds of dumb lies to appear more manly, or to appear more like a formidable opponent.
Stories: Everyone lies when they tell an epic story. The lies are strategically placed to make the story more intriguing.
There are many categories as to why people lie. I'll break down a few.
Cover your ass: I tend to lie when I forget to do something that is asked of me. This tends to happen more at work then any where else. I lie to cover my ass, in this case protect my job.
Appease people/Kissing ass: Sometimes you just don't want to tell someone how horrible they look. I certainly will not answer "yes" when my supervisor asks if she looks fat. I keep my damn mouth shut because I'd rather not face her pregnant woman rage.
Asshole/Bitch: If you have ever been cheated on... we have reached that classification. Why people can't break up then move on is a intriguing question... I can't answer that one. Perhaps its the risk of getting caught.
Cockyness: Guys do this a lot during smack talk. They'll make up all kinds of dumb lies to appear more manly, or to appear more like a formidable opponent.
Stories: Everyone lies when they tell an epic story. The lies are strategically placed to make the story more intriguing.
Monday, June 28, 2010
The Overly Religious
If there is a group of people that really scare me... its the overly religious.
These group of people usually mingle with other religious people/families. Its slightly scary when you are around them because it feels like they're the borg (I totally used a Star Trek term). It truly does feel like they won't accept you unless you're in their collective. I on the other hand am not too big on the whole "religion" thing, so you can see very quickly how I'm turned off by such people.
I like to keep these group of people at a distance. Its probably for the best, because I sure as hell don't want to go to religious gatherings with them, or hang out with more of these people.
These group of people usually mingle with other religious people/families. Its slightly scary when you are around them because it feels like they're the borg (I totally used a Star Trek term). It truly does feel like they won't accept you unless you're in their collective. I on the other hand am not too big on the whole "religion" thing, so you can see very quickly how I'm turned off by such people.
I like to keep these group of people at a distance. Its probably for the best, because I sure as hell don't want to go to religious gatherings with them, or hang out with more of these people.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Arguing With An Idiot
Ravi Patel My family and I have been loyal BP customers ever since I can remember. The BPs that we frequent are locally owned and operated... why should they suffer? You can be upset about the oil leak, but boycotting them isn't going to solve anything. BP needs assistance from the industry as a whole to brainstorm and plug the well. The government doesn't know a thing about drilling or plugging wells... the petroleum industry does. Shut up and let them handle it. Even BP wants the leak to stop.
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Monday, May 31, 2010
Killer Weekend
INDY 500 Album
Indy 500 Video
This weekend was slammed with non stop action. My bro Miguel came into town this weekend, and when we get together we bro out.
Friday:
Miguel and I met up at his old house, and threw a bonfire. Had a few people over. Didn't drink too much because I had to work Saturday morning. Miguel drank too much and puked all over the side of my car.
Saturday:
Left for Indianapolis around 2. Met up with my friend Vivek and his girl Reema at Bazbeaux Pizza which was delicious. Miguel and I got the "Carnivore Deluxe" as we called it that has every meat you can think of... delicious. We then went to a ghetto ass hookah bar in a Industrial part of Indianapolis. It was definitely a hole in the wall. We then went back to Viveks townhouse. Miguel and I decided to go swimming. Jumped the fence because the pool closed after 10 and then went for a dip. We then left after 10 minutes and conned Reema and Vivek to join us.
Sunday:
We went to the Indy 500, which was definitely "The greatest race in the world. " We had and an awesome time. We were a part of history, the hottest Indy 500 on record at 96 Degrees, with a track temp over 130 degrees. Glad we brought SPF 90. Drove home after the race. On our way home from the T-Bell run we got pulled over in O'Fallon because Miguel didn't signal, and went around a tow truck in a intersection. I will now do a dialogue of our O'Fallon police interception.
Background- We get lighted up 500 feet away from the intersection of Mexico and Hwy K. We both roll down our windows.
Me: Hey man, you better put the keys on the dash board.
Miguel: *Removes keys and puts them on the roof of the car*
Cop: *Approaches vehicle shining flashlight on Miguel and I*
Cop: I pulled you over for two reasons, you didn't signal when you switched lanes, and you went around that tow truck in a intersection. Have you been drinking tonight?
Miguel: No sir.
Cop: Can I see your ID. *Looks over at me* You too.
Do you guys have anything you shouldn't?
*Flashes light on unopened bottle of wine in cupholder*
Miguel and I: *Pointing at wine* Yeah this.
Me: *hand over my ID*
Cop: *Flashes light on Miguels wallet*
Miguel: *Sorting through his wallet, finally produces a Military ID and Virginia drivers license*
Cop: Have you been drinking tonight?
Miguel: No
Cop: Who's car is this, and where are you guys coming from?
Miguel: This is a rental, and I'm here on orders.
Me: We just got back from the Indy 500. *Pointing at Miguel* This kid was in the parade.
Miguel: *Looks at me like wtf*
Cop: Alright. You know you don't have to put your keys on the roof.
Miguel: I just did it to be safe.
Cop: *Walks back to his car with IDs in hand*
Background- Backup arrives and pulls behind the cop that pulled us over.
Miguel: You think I'm gonna get a ticket?
Me: I don't know man... Military ID.
Miguel: It's freaking Memorial Day. I was like what the fuck when you said "This kid was in the parade."
Me: Please... "I'm on orders." We're both bullshitting.
Miguel: Crazy ass weekend man. Epic.
Me: I had a slight feeling we'd get pulled over... We've been speeding all weekend.
Miguel: Tell you friends about your awesome weekend with me man.
Me: For Sure man, this is going in my blog.
Miguel and I: *Laugh*
2 minutes go by
Cop: *Comes back with IDs* Be safe have a good night. *Walks back to his car*
Miguel and I: *Look at each other and laugh*
Me: Fucking Military ID man...
Miguel: Works like a charm man. 3rd time it has saved me.
Weekend was epic!
Indy 500 Video
This weekend was slammed with non stop action. My bro Miguel came into town this weekend, and when we get together we bro out.
Friday:
Miguel and I met up at his old house, and threw a bonfire. Had a few people over. Didn't drink too much because I had to work Saturday morning. Miguel drank too much and puked all over the side of my car.
Saturday:
Left for Indianapolis around 2. Met up with my friend Vivek and his girl Reema at Bazbeaux Pizza which was delicious. Miguel and I got the "Carnivore Deluxe" as we called it that has every meat you can think of... delicious. We then went to a ghetto ass hookah bar in a Industrial part of Indianapolis. It was definitely a hole in the wall. We then went back to Viveks townhouse. Miguel and I decided to go swimming. Jumped the fence because the pool closed after 10 and then went for a dip. We then left after 10 minutes and conned Reema and Vivek to join us.
Sunday:
We went to the Indy 500, which was definitely "The greatest race in the world. " We had and an awesome time. We were a part of history, the hottest Indy 500 on record at 96 Degrees, with a track temp over 130 degrees. Glad we brought SPF 90. Drove home after the race. On our way home from the T-Bell run we got pulled over in O'Fallon because Miguel didn't signal, and went around a tow truck in a intersection. I will now do a dialogue of our O'Fallon police interception.
Background- We get lighted up 500 feet away from the intersection of Mexico and Hwy K. We both roll down our windows.
Me: Hey man, you better put the keys on the dash board.
Miguel: *Removes keys and puts them on the roof of the car*
Cop: *Approaches vehicle shining flashlight on Miguel and I*
Cop: I pulled you over for two reasons, you didn't signal when you switched lanes, and you went around that tow truck in a intersection. Have you been drinking tonight?
Miguel: No sir.
Cop: Can I see your ID. *Looks over at me* You too.
Do you guys have anything you shouldn't?
*Flashes light on unopened bottle of wine in cupholder*
Miguel and I: *Pointing at wine* Yeah this.
Me: *hand over my ID*
Cop: *Flashes light on Miguels wallet*
Miguel: *Sorting through his wallet, finally produces a Military ID and Virginia drivers license*
Cop: Have you been drinking tonight?
Miguel: No
Cop: Who's car is this, and where are you guys coming from?
Miguel: This is a rental, and I'm here on orders.
Me: We just got back from the Indy 500. *Pointing at Miguel* This kid was in the parade.
Miguel: *Looks at me like wtf*
Cop: Alright. You know you don't have to put your keys on the roof.
Miguel: I just did it to be safe.
Cop: *Walks back to his car with IDs in hand*
Background- Backup arrives and pulls behind the cop that pulled us over.
Miguel: You think I'm gonna get a ticket?
Me: I don't know man... Military ID.
Miguel: It's freaking Memorial Day. I was like what the fuck when you said "This kid was in the parade."
Me: Please... "I'm on orders." We're both bullshitting.
Miguel: Crazy ass weekend man. Epic.
Me: I had a slight feeling we'd get pulled over... We've been speeding all weekend.
Miguel: Tell you friends about your awesome weekend with me man.
Me: For Sure man, this is going in my blog.
Miguel and I: *Laugh*
2 minutes go by
Cop: *Comes back with IDs* Be safe have a good night. *Walks back to his car*
Miguel and I: *Look at each other and laugh*
Me: Fucking Military ID man...
Miguel: Works like a charm man. 3rd time it has saved me.
Weekend was epic!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Awakening Countless Memories
2:58AM
I was organizing my "office" tonight when I ran across old pictures that I completely forgot about. It's funny how when we see certain images a switch flips in our head. We start remembering that event, how we felt, our state of mind, and certain memories associated with those images.
This post will end abruptly, I wish I knew how I could wrap it up... but I think it's better this way. Much like our memories.
Image 1: Daedra and I
This photo was taken at a Cardinals game. My sister, Nick, Daedra, and I chose to go to the game after receiving free tickets from my parents business. We left after the 6th inning over hunger. As we were walking out of the stadium, Pujols scored a home run.
On a decision over food, we went to a pizzeria off Delmar in U City. Above this pizzeria was a tattoo parlor. To cut the story short- That was the night I got my first tattoo.
But with this picture I recalled a lot of good memories I had with Daedra. Fishing in New Town, Prom, Truman Lake...
She opened up a new world for me. Still can't thank her enough.
Image 2: Oscar and Layla
This is one of three pictures that I have that isn't blurry with the both of them in it. Ferrets don't like to be still. They're very energetic, I only snapped this shot because I disoriented them with the flash.
With this picture comes a story of how I got these two rascals. They were a birthday gift from Daedra. Over the past year and a half these two have brought much joy to my life. As annoying as they can be at times, I love them to death.
We got Oscar from Petsmart. When I first saw him in his glass cage he frightened me. I didn't want an albino ferret. The Petsmart guy got him out and let me hold him; to get a feel for him. In a split second I decided that he was a lovable bastard.
After realizing that Oscar was lonely in his new home we decided to get Layla. We spotted Layla at the mall, through a glass window. She was energetic, smart, and curious. She was the only one who could jump out of the cage when the door open. After getting her, we took her home to meet Oscar.
Image 3: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
This image was taken close to Thanksgiving 2008. We drove to Toronto from Niagara Falls. This was a few weeks after my break up with Daedra. I remember the drive from St. Louis to Niagara still. It was in the 30s, I topped my car out at 138mph on 70 East somewhere in Illinois. We were gridlocked in Ohio for 2 hours, moving less than a mile. A memory that really sticks to me was the talk I had with Niki during the drive. We talked about relationships, how they sucked when they end. How to move on. How its for the best. It will probably remain as the best heart-to-heart talk I've ever had with her.
In this image you will also see an Electric Blue Mitsubishi Lancer. I kept on this persons ass all the way into downtown Toronto. I was slightly excited to see another Lancer almost like mine, but it wasn't- that owner cheaped out and bought an ES.
There are many memories in Toronto, but writing all of them would turn this post into a novel.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Deflect
If there is one that that I have always wanted to do... It is to turn a good girl, bad. I think I would get much joy out of the entire affair. The object is to turn an ultra religious, mannered, angel, abstinent girl into the exact opposite. I have no idea why, but I think it would be a glorious accomplishment. A personal accomplishment.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Outlook
Ever since I can remember I have always wondered how I will turn out in the future. My first memory of this is when I was about ten. I looked in the mirror and tried to figure out how I would look 10 years from now. My appearence was one thing I was always curious about, as I have gotten older; I wonder what kind of character I will build upon, and how my future will unfold.
Before going to bed on most nights I always try to predict how my next five years will turn out. Hopefully in that time I will have my masters, I'll be taking over my fathers company, and maybe getting ready to settle down.
During these same "happy" outlooks I also wonder what were to happen if I died. How would my current assets be distributed? How would my debt be repaid? How will people get into my online credit card accounts, banking account, etc. I tend to worry more about how the chaos will be solved in my absence. Funny thing is that I still haven't resolved that issue. I really need to get on top of that.
Ever since I can remember I have always been a planner, and a thinker. I like to be in control of situations like this, but it isn't possible. I believe that's the reason why I have tried to become more carefree. No one can be absolutely sure of their future.
Before going to bed on most nights I always try to predict how my next five years will turn out. Hopefully in that time I will have my masters, I'll be taking over my fathers company, and maybe getting ready to settle down.
During these same "happy" outlooks I also wonder what were to happen if I died. How would my current assets be distributed? How would my debt be repaid? How will people get into my online credit card accounts, banking account, etc. I tend to worry more about how the chaos will be solved in my absence. Funny thing is that I still haven't resolved that issue. I really need to get on top of that.
Ever since I can remember I have always been a planner, and a thinker. I like to be in control of situations like this, but it isn't possible. I believe that's the reason why I have tried to become more carefree. No one can be absolutely sure of their future.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Clusterfuck
The other day I was sitting outside staring at a blooming tree, and I started remembering things from the past. I remembered the stupid pranks I pulled in high school, my former relationship with Dae, and senior year among other things.
At some point I tried connecting what I've done with my life since the end of high school to the present. I couldn't recall much more than school and a few trips. At that point I kind of got a little down.
My life since high school has been a giant clusterfuck. My days seem to run together, and I honestly can't tell them apart. When I go to bed it feels like I was only sleeping for a few minutes; then my day starts over again. My schedule has been the same (different order perhaps) but it involves two main events- School and Work. The time I do have off, I don't spend for my own personal reflection, instead I help others. If I keep this up I'm afraid that I'm just going to fry my brain and have a slight nervous breakdown.
I as an individual on the other hand, have grown by leaps and bounds. I'm actually proud of how I've ended up becoming. I like that I have priorities, goals, and ambitions. I like that I say what I want without the fear of hurting another persons feelings. Most of all, I'm glad I don't bow down to my parents like I did as a youth- I grew a pair.
The next four years don't look like an easier time, with my eyes set on Washington University, I'm positive that it will be harder. Many challenges lie on the road ahead, and my sense of time will be lost even more...
Life. It's a bitch.
At some point I tried connecting what I've done with my life since the end of high school to the present. I couldn't recall much more than school and a few trips. At that point I kind of got a little down.
My life since high school has been a giant clusterfuck. My days seem to run together, and I honestly can't tell them apart. When I go to bed it feels like I was only sleeping for a few minutes; then my day starts over again. My schedule has been the same (different order perhaps) but it involves two main events- School and Work. The time I do have off, I don't spend for my own personal reflection, instead I help others. If I keep this up I'm afraid that I'm just going to fry my brain and have a slight nervous breakdown.
I as an individual on the other hand, have grown by leaps and bounds. I'm actually proud of how I've ended up becoming. I like that I have priorities, goals, and ambitions. I like that I say what I want without the fear of hurting another persons feelings. Most of all, I'm glad I don't bow down to my parents like I did as a youth- I grew a pair.
The next four years don't look like an easier time, with my eyes set on Washington University, I'm positive that it will be harder. Many challenges lie on the road ahead, and my sense of time will be lost even more...
Life. It's a bitch.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Likable Statuses
I have been asked by many friends what my secret is to likable facebook statuses. If you weren't aware, I have an extraordinary gift... I am here today to tell my secret.
Step one: Choose a status topic that people like. Examples include sports, alcoholic beverages, mentioning the truth in a awesome and original way, making an absurd statement.
Step two: The key to a likeable status is enthusiasm and cockiness combined into a single package.
Step three: Timing is everything. You can't post something past 12am and expect people to be lying around on facebook to like your status. The key times are 8am-10am, 1:30pm-5pm and 830pm-1130pm. If you miss your window, you will have to wait to deliver your crazy awesome status.
Step Four: Appeal to your male friends... they are more likely to like your statuses.
Examples of awesome "likeable statuses"
4/13/10
Ravi Patel became a fan of a porn star... it is awesome!
(4 likes, 4 comments)
4/13/10
Ravi Patel is drinking a brew.
(8 likes, 4 comments)
4/8/10
Ravi Patel likes asain chicks.
(5 likes, 3 comments)
4/8/10
Ravi Patel being an asshole is part of my manly essence.
(4 likes, 7 comments)
4/7/10
Ravi Patel and Chris Reese go together like cocaine and waffles.
(5 likes, 5 comments)
4/3/10
Ravi Patel likes his awesome beard.
(4 likes, 8 comments)
4/2/10
Ravi Patel cashes checks and breaks necks.
(3 likes)
Step one: Choose a status topic that people like. Examples include sports, alcoholic beverages, mentioning the truth in a awesome and original way, making an absurd statement.
Step two: The key to a likeable status is enthusiasm and cockiness combined into a single package.
Step three: Timing is everything. You can't post something past 12am and expect people to be lying around on facebook to like your status. The key times are 8am-10am, 1:30pm-5pm and 830pm-1130pm. If you miss your window, you will have to wait to deliver your crazy awesome status.
Step Four: Appeal to your male friends... they are more likely to like your statuses.
Examples of awesome "likeable statuses"
4/13/10
Ravi Patel became a fan of a porn star... it is awesome!
(4 likes, 4 comments)
4/13/10
Ravi Patel is drinking a brew.
(8 likes, 4 comments)
4/8/10
Ravi Patel likes asain chicks.
(5 likes, 3 comments)
4/8/10
Ravi Patel being an asshole is part of my manly essence.
(4 likes, 7 comments)
4/7/10
Ravi Patel and Chris Reese go together like cocaine and waffles.
(5 likes, 5 comments)
4/3/10
Ravi Patel likes his awesome beard.
(4 likes, 8 comments)
4/2/10
Ravi Patel cashes checks and breaks necks.
(3 likes)
My Birthday List
So I've been thinking that my birthday is about 5 months away... Here is a list of things I need at the moment.
1. A External Hard Drive. I need to start backing up my files on my computer in case it crashes... I live off this thing.
2. A IPOD NANO. My old IPOD is acting up and not working properly anymore...
1. A External Hard Drive. I need to start backing up my files on my computer in case it crashes... I live off this thing.
2. A IPOD NANO. My old IPOD is acting up and not working properly anymore...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
E-Val
Tonight I am reevaluating myself, this is what I've come up with.
Mapping:
I need to map out my goals in detail. I need to have deadlines, and backup plans for achieving goals. I need to start being firm in how I handle situations, and how I can make sure I succeed.
Foresight:
I need to be able to see around the bend. I'm actually not bad at this, but I need to be sharper. I need to be able to predict possible actions and consequences to where I have it down to a science. I need to start thinking like a businessman if I'm going to be one.
Risks:
I need to take risks instead of taking the safe road.
Cutting Losses:
If someone or something is slowing me down, I need to cut my losses. If I want to succeed I can't have leeches. I need winners in my arsenal, those who are driven to succeed and do anything to achieve goals.
Diversity:
I need a diverse group of people to be surrounded who aren't afraid to deliver constructive criticism, or hear it. I need people who can help me make decisions, or how I can improve in certain areas. I don't need people who will put others/me down.
Delegation:
I haven't had the opportunity yet to be able to do this other then small projects I've worked on in school, or around the house. If I tell people to do something, they better get it done. This is hindering my master plan on being "the boss."
Threats:
Threats are no good unless you follow through on them. That is something I have learned from Dr. Yadava. Not following through on threats makes you look weak. I have been passive aggressive on following through on this.
Respect:
People need to respect my wishes and rules. If I tell someone not to do something then they better not fucking do it. There needs to be consequences for those actions. Without respect I look weak.
Loyalty & Trust:
Without loyalty and trust I have nothing. My best friend Kevin Tieber can vouch for me on this.
Friends:
I have been noticing that a few of my "friends" have been lagging with these values that I want to achieve. I think I will be cutting my loses. A restructuring if you will.
Mapping:
I need to map out my goals in detail. I need to have deadlines, and backup plans for achieving goals. I need to start being firm in how I handle situations, and how I can make sure I succeed.
Foresight:
I need to be able to see around the bend. I'm actually not bad at this, but I need to be sharper. I need to be able to predict possible actions and consequences to where I have it down to a science. I need to start thinking like a businessman if I'm going to be one.
Risks:
I need to take risks instead of taking the safe road.
Cutting Losses:
If someone or something is slowing me down, I need to cut my losses. If I want to succeed I can't have leeches. I need winners in my arsenal, those who are driven to succeed and do anything to achieve goals.
Diversity:
I need a diverse group of people to be surrounded who aren't afraid to deliver constructive criticism, or hear it. I need people who can help me make decisions, or how I can improve in certain areas. I don't need people who will put others/me down.
Delegation:
I haven't had the opportunity yet to be able to do this other then small projects I've worked on in school, or around the house. If I tell people to do something, they better get it done. This is hindering my master plan on being "the boss."
Threats:
Threats are no good unless you follow through on them. That is something I have learned from Dr. Yadava. Not following through on threats makes you look weak. I have been passive aggressive on following through on this.
Respect:
People need to respect my wishes and rules. If I tell someone not to do something then they better not fucking do it. There needs to be consequences for those actions. Without respect I look weak.
Loyalty & Trust:
Without loyalty and trust I have nothing. My best friend Kevin Tieber can vouch for me on this.
Friends:
I have been noticing that a few of my "friends" have been lagging with these values that I want to achieve. I think I will be cutting my loses. A restructuring if you will.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
The Happy Penis
I have no idea why I chose "The Happy Penis" as my title, but I thought it would be an amusing one.
I have had many friends stay with a girl because she is a "freak in bed." They know that the girl in question is a complete waste of time, and that the entire relationship is constantly shaky and frustrating. When asked to just break up, they always come back to the freak in the sheets remark...
I'm no expert but I'm pretty sure you have nothing special with that person if the only good thing you can think about them is that they do freaky stuff. I don't care if she swallows like a champ (that's pretty awesome), and that she lets you do whatever... Look at the big picture you douche bag... Do you see anything in the future with this person? I doubt it. I'm almost positive that you'll meet another girl who is adventurous in the sheets, car, hotel, or hot tub.
It just blows my mind that I've even heard this excuse from guys before... Stop being stupid.
I have had many friends stay with a girl because she is a "freak in bed." They know that the girl in question is a complete waste of time, and that the entire relationship is constantly shaky and frustrating. When asked to just break up, they always come back to the freak in the sheets remark...
I'm no expert but I'm pretty sure you have nothing special with that person if the only good thing you can think about them is that they do freaky stuff. I don't care if she swallows like a champ (that's pretty awesome), and that she lets you do whatever... Look at the big picture you douche bag... Do you see anything in the future with this person? I doubt it. I'm almost positive that you'll meet another girl who is adventurous in the sheets, car, hotel, or hot tub.
It just blows my mind that I've even heard this excuse from guys before... Stop being stupid.
Friday, February 26, 2010
The Addiction.
My favorite conversation to walk in on with new couples is when the girlfriend asks her newly acquired boyfriend if he has ever watched porn. The conversation typically goes like this:
Scene: Couple is watching Comedy Central (some stand up special) and a Girls Gone Wild commercial comes on.
Girl: "I hate these commercials."
Commercial: "Are you ready to see these young college girls bare it all..."
Guy: "Me too. It's annoying."
Commercial: "Girls Gone Wild WOOOO!"
Girl: "If I asked you a question, would you answer it honestly?"
Commercial: "As an added bonus..."
Guy: "Yeah? Why wouldn't I?"
Commercial: "You'll also receive Girls Gone Wild..."
Girl: "Alright then, have you ever watched porn?"
Commercial: "Call now, and receive free shipping!"
Guy: "No, maybe like once or twice but that's it." <<< He's LYING!!!!
Girl: "I was just curious."
Scene: Penis enhancement commercial starts.
End Scene.
Of course he has watched porn dummy! More than at least 30 times! No guy would ever admit watching porn, or even having masturbated to it! It's just not gonna happen.
Every guy has gone through a porn phase. I'm sure there was a specific genre he liked as well. Using my friends and I as examples: Asian, Latina, Large Breasted, and Blondes. It's just the plain ugly truth.
Questions you may want answered:
Is watching porn kind of sad? Yes.
Are we ashamed of admitting it? Yes.
We do like it? Yes.
Do we watch it everyday? Some, not all of us.
Can we break the habit? Most scientists believe it could be possible.
Am I watching porn right now as I'm writing this? No.
Would I if I wasn't writing this? No, I don't have the time.
Why do we enjoy porn? We're horny ALL THE TIME!
How can a guy keep his mind distracted from the urge to watch porn? Well, he can take up a hobby. I for instance enjoy learning about cars, researching stocks, and reading up on current events. Please note that a girlfriend could also qualify as a hobby.
If you don't want your guy to watch that "filth" I would suggest that you have sex with him on a daily basis. I really don't see another way around it. Failure to do so will drive him back to the problem... it's like dealing with a drug addict.
Scene: Couple is watching Comedy Central (some stand up special) and a Girls Gone Wild commercial comes on.
Girl: "I hate these commercials."
Commercial: "Are you ready to see these young college girls bare it all..."
Guy: "Me too. It's annoying."
Commercial: "Girls Gone Wild WOOOO!"
Girl: "If I asked you a question, would you answer it honestly?"
Commercial: "As an added bonus..."
Guy: "Yeah? Why wouldn't I?"
Commercial: "You'll also receive Girls Gone Wild..."
Girl: "Alright then, have you ever watched porn?"
Commercial: "Call now, and receive free shipping!"
Guy: "No, maybe like once or twice but that's it." <<< He's LYING!!!!
Girl: "I was just curious."
Scene: Penis enhancement commercial starts.
End Scene.
Of course he has watched porn dummy! More than at least 30 times! No guy would ever admit watching porn, or even having masturbated to it! It's just not gonna happen.
Every guy has gone through a porn phase. I'm sure there was a specific genre he liked as well. Using my friends and I as examples: Asian, Latina, Large Breasted, and Blondes. It's just the plain ugly truth.
Questions you may want answered:
Is watching porn kind of sad? Yes.
Are we ashamed of admitting it? Yes.
We do like it? Yes.
Do we watch it everyday? Some, not all of us.
Can we break the habit? Most scientists believe it could be possible.
Am I watching porn right now as I'm writing this? No.
Would I if I wasn't writing this? No, I don't have the time.
Why do we enjoy porn? We're horny ALL THE TIME!
How can a guy keep his mind distracted from the urge to watch porn? Well, he can take up a hobby. I for instance enjoy learning about cars, researching stocks, and reading up on current events. Please note that a girlfriend could also qualify as a hobby.
If you don't want your guy to watch that "filth" I would suggest that you have sex with him on a daily basis. I really don't see another way around it. Failure to do so will drive him back to the problem... it's like dealing with a drug addict.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The World Goes Round
My favorite type of drunkenness is the stage between tipsy and drunk. I enjoy this particular stage the most because when you lay down, or close your eyes, it feels like your spinning.
Most people don't like that feeling at all, but I do. I actually find it to be very relaxing. It almost feels like your being rocked to sleep. That evening when I do finally go to sleep, I am out for ten hours or more. I wake up feeling refreshed, and typically not hungover.
The reason why I don't wake up hungover is because I always drink water while drinking to offset the hangover. Not drinking water would be a rookie mistake.
Back to the subject at hand...
At the spinning stage I also tend to have more fun. Apples to Apples gets more interesting, conversations with people who I can't normally stand become tolerable, at this stage I just don't give a fuck. I am more chill than a five year old on Adderall.
The balancing act of reaching this stage is more difficult... drink too much and you throw up, not enough and you lose interest in drinking all together. All the pieces of the puzzle have to come together if I am to get to this stage (mood, environment, beverages, people, games, conversations, etc). Without it, it's just not even worth killing brain cells.
Most people don't like that feeling at all, but I do. I actually find it to be very relaxing. It almost feels like your being rocked to sleep. That evening when I do finally go to sleep, I am out for ten hours or more. I wake up feeling refreshed, and typically not hungover.
The reason why I don't wake up hungover is because I always drink water while drinking to offset the hangover. Not drinking water would be a rookie mistake.
Back to the subject at hand...
At the spinning stage I also tend to have more fun. Apples to Apples gets more interesting, conversations with people who I can't normally stand become tolerable, at this stage I just don't give a fuck. I am more chill than a five year old on Adderall.
The balancing act of reaching this stage is more difficult... drink too much and you throw up, not enough and you lose interest in drinking all together. All the pieces of the puzzle have to come together if I am to get to this stage (mood, environment, beverages, people, games, conversations, etc). Without it, it's just not even worth killing brain cells.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Window of Opportunity
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night (water, pee, fight the evil monkey in your closet etc.) and then struggle to fall back asleep? As this blog will explain, you may have missed your window of opportunity.
I have learned since becoming a college student that sleep is an extremely valuable thing. On average I probably only sleep 3-5 hours a night on a weekday. The weekend is where I catch up... I'm slightly off topic.
If you wake up mid-sleep in the middle of the night; I have noticed many clues which have helped me figure out if, I won't fall back asleep.
1) I woke up and didn't feel groggy or tired.
2) I started thinking about things I have to do.
3) I'm excited about something that will/could happen tomorrow.
4) My eyes didn't feel heavy.
5) Comfort (sleeping position, hot, cold)
6) Pain
Those are just the ones I could think of as of right now.
When I fail to go back to sleep I lay there pissed off. At that point I know I should be slightly productive and do some homework or read but I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm sure I'll fall back asleep." Two hours later I manage to fall asleep, and then I'm woken up by my alarm. FUCK.
The window of opportunity is frustrating.
I have learned since becoming a college student that sleep is an extremely valuable thing. On average I probably only sleep 3-5 hours a night on a weekday. The weekend is where I catch up... I'm slightly off topic.
If you wake up mid-sleep in the middle of the night; I have noticed many clues which have helped me figure out if, I won't fall back asleep.
1) I woke up and didn't feel groggy or tired.
2) I started thinking about things I have to do.
3) I'm excited about something that will/could happen tomorrow.
4) My eyes didn't feel heavy.
5) Comfort (sleeping position, hot, cold)
6) Pain
Those are just the ones I could think of as of right now.
When I fail to go back to sleep I lay there pissed off. At that point I know I should be slightly productive and do some homework or read but I'm like, "Fuck it, I'm sure I'll fall back asleep." Two hours later I manage to fall asleep, and then I'm woken up by my alarm. FUCK.
The window of opportunity is frustrating.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Gingers
I seriously want to hook up with an attractive red head. I have made this into a goal for this year. I don't care if gingers are soulless (refer to video), I still want to hook up with one. It's so rare to meet a hot red head, I will make this my new years resolution.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Leauge of her own
I was over at Dr. Yadava's house tonight when he threw a very good question at me. What was it about Ellen that I would've picked up and moved halfway across the country for.
I think it came down to how she saw through me. Ellen saw through the bullshit and got to know me for who I really am. I had a huge weakness for her. There was definitely something about her that drew me to her. She had this charm, wit, and drive that separated her from the rest of the girls that I typically date.
She was in her own league, and I felt like she was too good for me. I actually told her that before. Ellen was unlike any girl who I had ever dated, had feelings for. She was strong willed, and her ability to argue, and stand up for her self was actually a huge turn on for me.
Not many guys can deal with a girl that can overwhelmingly crush them in a argument, but with Ellen I was really drawn to her for that. I loved that about her. Even though I'd got annoyed with her arguing over small things, I still respected her for it. Ellen crushed me in arguments, her ability to think critically destroyed me. I lack the skill to see beyond the moment much like most guys, that is one area I hoped to improve on with her. She was way smarter than me, beautiful, and proving herself to be a formidable opponent.
I enjoyed the challenge with Ellen, she was a complex girl that pushed me all the time. She wasn't afraid to point out my weaknesses. She was in a league of her own.
I think it came down to how she saw through me. Ellen saw through the bullshit and got to know me for who I really am. I had a huge weakness for her. There was definitely something about her that drew me to her. She had this charm, wit, and drive that separated her from the rest of the girls that I typically date.
She was in her own league, and I felt like she was too good for me. I actually told her that before. Ellen was unlike any girl who I had ever dated, had feelings for. She was strong willed, and her ability to argue, and stand up for her self was actually a huge turn on for me.
Not many guys can deal with a girl that can overwhelmingly crush them in a argument, but with Ellen I was really drawn to her for that. I loved that about her. Even though I'd got annoyed with her arguing over small things, I still respected her for it. Ellen crushed me in arguments, her ability to think critically destroyed me. I lack the skill to see beyond the moment much like most guys, that is one area I hoped to improve on with her. She was way smarter than me, beautiful, and proving herself to be a formidable opponent.
I enjoyed the challenge with Ellen, she was a complex girl that pushed me all the time. She wasn't afraid to point out my weaknesses. She was in a league of her own.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Trust
Of all the friends you have, how many of them can you trust? Do you have full faith that they won't go around telling people your business? What about knowing that they won't stab you in the back or steal from you?
That's something I thought about tonight after I woke up from my nap. I don't really talk to many people at all about what's going on in my life. I like to keep to myself for the most part. This blog on the other hand is a good resource for people to find out what's going on inside my head.
I don't really trust many people to talk to. I could probably count only eight people that I could rely on to keep the information to themselves, and to give me well thought out feedback as well.
One person that was very good at that was Ellen. She has excellent critical thinking skills, along with the ability to escape from a closed off mind. Ellen and I talked about a lot of topics/ life experiences that could be deemed sensitive. Even though we haven't talked in months; I could still trust her, and she can trust me (don't know if she does) to keep the information learned private.
That's just something I thought about tonight. You should always have a handful of people you can talk to about serious problems, and really confide in them. Everyone doesn't need to know your business; it's always a good feeling when you know that someone else can understand where you're coming from.
That's something I thought about tonight after I woke up from my nap. I don't really talk to many people at all about what's going on in my life. I like to keep to myself for the most part. This blog on the other hand is a good resource for people to find out what's going on inside my head.
I don't really trust many people to talk to. I could probably count only eight people that I could rely on to keep the information to themselves, and to give me well thought out feedback as well.
One person that was very good at that was Ellen. She has excellent critical thinking skills, along with the ability to escape from a closed off mind. Ellen and I talked about a lot of topics/ life experiences that could be deemed sensitive. Even though we haven't talked in months; I could still trust her, and she can trust me (don't know if she does) to keep the information learned private.
That's just something I thought about tonight. You should always have a handful of people you can talk to about serious problems, and really confide in them. Everyone doesn't need to know your business; it's always a good feeling when you know that someone else can understand where you're coming from.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
I Want You.
This is a message I sent to my buddies regarding our summer Montreal trip. If you can't tell I'm joking that's your fault.
Bros!:
I have just been informed that I am to leave on a very important muff diving mission in July. I have been asked to take command, and lead a small expedition of sexually willing people to Montreal, Canada.
There we will drink, have sex between drinks, and have some more drinks.
We will be coming home with no money, smelling like strippers, and hopefully none of the condoms we left with.
I would like to extend an invitation to you.
I would also like you to make sure that the men carry on with the mission if I am to pass out. After I regain normal motor functions, I will retake command.
Please know that there are many risks involved with this trip. Such as, waking up stripped of clothing, and handcuffed to your hotel room bed. Some of the expedition members may be returning with STDs; because they will have been too stupid to listen to my cardinal rule, staying "strapped."
We will be taking girls with us as "stripper bait." Strippers love it when girls are in strip clubs, it's like catnip for strippers. The girls will also accompany us to balance out the penis:vagina ratio when our group goes into bars/clubs.
This mission is going to be a conquest. If you think you can't handle the copious amount of debauchery, I suggest you stay out. I don't need a weak link. I need a man's, man- a Trojan man.
My question remains... are you in?
Bros!:
I have just been informed that I am to leave on a very important muff diving mission in July. I have been asked to take command, and lead a small expedition of sexually willing people to Montreal, Canada.
There we will drink, have sex between drinks, and have some more drinks.
We will be coming home with no money, smelling like strippers, and hopefully none of the condoms we left with.
I would like to extend an invitation to you.
I would also like you to make sure that the men carry on with the mission if I am to pass out. After I regain normal motor functions, I will retake command.
Please know that there are many risks involved with this trip. Such as, waking up stripped of clothing, and handcuffed to your hotel room bed. Some of the expedition members may be returning with STDs; because they will have been too stupid to listen to my cardinal rule, staying "strapped."
We will be taking girls with us as "stripper bait." Strippers love it when girls are in strip clubs, it's like catnip for strippers. The girls will also accompany us to balance out the penis:vagina ratio when our group goes into bars/clubs.
This mission is going to be a conquest. If you think you can't handle the copious amount of debauchery, I suggest you stay out. I don't need a weak link. I need a man's, man- a Trojan man.
My question remains... are you in?
Monday, January 18, 2010
Quick Thinking.
Around two weeks ago I was in my sister's room for some reason on her laptop looking up performance parts for her Mazda 3. I then wandered onto facebook where I ended up killing over an hour. I eventually got bored being on the computer and I just sat there staring at the screen.
My mother walked in and sat down on the bed and started asking me questions. I will now list the things she wanted to inquire about.
Why are you in your sisters room?
Are you planning on going out tonight?
I haven't seen you in forever, why don't you ever come see me at the store?
The older you get, I feel like you are becoming worse.
What do you do with your friends until 4am?
My favorite conversation is the following.
"What happened to Kassie?"
"She isn't around anymore mom. I haven't talked to her in weeks."
"Ravi, every time I turn around you are with different girls. Every month there is another girl coming over"
"I'm just dating around mom. Keeping my options open."
"Ravi, are you using these girls?"
"Mom, what's for dinner?"
"Oh, I am making lasagna, is that fine?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Alright I'm gonna go down stairs."
If you know anything about Indian mothers it's that they worry about food. I totally used that to my advantage. I distracted her, and quickly exited the room before she could mention that again. I escaped this time, I wonder if I'll be successful next time.
My mother walked in and sat down on the bed and started asking me questions. I will now list the things she wanted to inquire about.
Why are you in your sisters room?
Are you planning on going out tonight?
I haven't seen you in forever, why don't you ever come see me at the store?
The older you get, I feel like you are becoming worse.
What do you do with your friends until 4am?
My favorite conversation is the following.
"What happened to Kassie?"
"She isn't around anymore mom. I haven't talked to her in weeks."
"Ravi, every time I turn around you are with different girls. Every month there is another girl coming over"
"I'm just dating around mom. Keeping my options open."
"Ravi, are you using these girls?"
"Mom, what's for dinner?"
"Oh, I am making lasagna, is that fine?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Alright I'm gonna go down stairs."
If you know anything about Indian mothers it's that they worry about food. I totally used that to my advantage. I distracted her, and quickly exited the room before she could mention that again. I escaped this time, I wonder if I'll be successful next time.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Redo
I have thought about some things lately. One of the main things being, if I could redo the past two years, would I do it.
The past two years in my life haven't exactly been happy ones. I went through a lot of pain (physical & psychological), broken dreams, a broken heart, and a moderate amount of debt.
In my head I like to think that I would be a better person without those road blocks. In reality, the more I think about it, I have become the person that I am now because of those road blocks. Some things in my past didn't need to happen, it probably should have never happened, but other things were just out of my control. Because I experienced those things, I think it makes me a better person.
I adapted, and learned from past situations. I would've went through these road blocks at some point or another if I didn't in the past two years. I have that much of a head start already.
The past two years in my life haven't exactly been happy ones. I went through a lot of pain (physical & psychological), broken dreams, a broken heart, and a moderate amount of debt.
In my head I like to think that I would be a better person without those road blocks. In reality, the more I think about it, I have become the person that I am now because of those road blocks. Some things in my past didn't need to happen, it probably should have never happened, but other things were just out of my control. Because I experienced those things, I think it makes me a better person.
I adapted, and learned from past situations. I would've went through these road blocks at some point or another if I didn't in the past two years. I have that much of a head start already.
Man of insight
Dr. Yadava, or Doc Love as I like to call him is a man of insight. He has been able to give me advice about every situation I have encountered where I needed help. Most of the time he goes ahead and gives me advice without me asking, but I secretly enjoy hearing what he has to say.
The doc has much to say about every topic. When he knows I haven't thought something completely through he will criticize me, of course I don't like those situations but I know the man has a point. He has no filter so the truth hurts.
His advice is solid, and he has the ability to bring things into perspective from multiple angles. I admire him. I am fortunate to call him my friend.
The doc has much to say about every topic. When he knows I haven't thought something completely through he will criticize me, of course I don't like those situations but I know the man has a point. He has no filter so the truth hurts.
His advice is solid, and he has the ability to bring things into perspective from multiple angles. I admire him. I am fortunate to call him my friend.
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Oh I know...lets knowingly drill into a gas pocket which causes our rig to explode and injure our workers.
Better yet, we better make sure we dump millions of barrels of oil into the Gulf of Mexico so we can kill those evil dolphins."
If you had a brain... you'd realize every oil company has had a spill at some point. You might as well avoid anything made from oil (plastics especially), or uses oil in any shape or form. Good luck.
FB is a social community...surprise, surprise. People become awfully defensive when someone doesn't agree with them (myself included), I'll write and voice any thoughts, ideas, discussions, I deem fit. Don't like it, too bad. Peak oil is almost here, and we'll have to figure out what to do when gas is 10 a gallon, lets start figuring it out now.
Ride a bike, spend time in your local community, preserve the environment...engage in a dialogue with someone, etc, etc.
You just keep ranting. Your arguing skills are weak. You have yet to make a counter point to anything!
I'm not blindly defending BP. If anything, you are blindly ignoring the implications of what a boycott will do.
The global economy DOES depend on oil. Especially in the United States. We are slaves to it. I don't know where you have been all this time...
This conversation is over.