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.

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?

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.

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.

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.