Symphony chocolate

was one of my presents this year. It was only a bar, but it was damn good. 

Anyway, Christmas was fun as usual. With the famz and everything. Didn't get much this year but I understand because everyone is broke. What I did get though, I am grateful and thankful for. 

I've been hanging out with my cousins and they are really cool people. 

Fo' sho'. I love them all. I wish I was close to them when I was little but I rarely ever saw them.

Today and last night, I hung out with Colby. 

It was chill. 

We went to Club Bang for like, 30 mins to see Casey and we couldn't find her. 

Once we got outside, we saw her at the smoking patio but couldn't get back in unless we paid again.

I was already like slkjalkdfjslkdfj at the idea of being at a club so we just talked outside. 

I'm glad I got to see her though. I miss that kid. 

We're going to hang out in a non-club setting. 

Then Colby and I went to Denny's and chilled at my house. 

Today, she woke me up at the ass crack of dawn [10 am...yes, I am a lazy ass]

Went to her place so she could change and stuff.

Went to this park thing.

Played Wii.

Went to Soup Plantation with her parents and now I'm home. 

I'm sorry I haven't really updated for those of you that actually read. 

Also..Eddie, Tiff and Amber...I hate all of you.

Why do you guys have to be so far?!

Why do you have to leavvee?!

Seriously, come back NOW!

I miss you guys...=/

swagger of a college kid.

So I've just been chillin' with people. 

It's been really fun.

I haven't been listening to my curfew but whatever.

I'm not dying. 

Yesterday was my Kuya Nick's birthday party.

We went to Wood Ranch. 

It was really good foods. Quite expensive as well.

My cousins are so chill and the funniest people ever.

Too bad someone couldn't go because her mom has her on house arrest or something. 

Lol but it's okay. There will be other events. 

After Wood Ranch we went back to one of my cousins house.

They played Resistance 2 for a while but were like "fuck this game!"

So we watched StepBrothers.

Pretty funny movie. 

Hmm...well I have nothing really deep or meaningful to say. 

Lately, I've been feeling pretty good.

I've also been wanting to tag. 

I finished 2 already but I don't have a scanner so...

yeah. 

I'll take pics of it later or something. 

SOO WHATTT I'M STILL A ROCKKSTARRR

I'VE GOOTT MY ROCK MOVESSS

ANDD I DONN'TT NEED YOUUU

AND GUESS WHATTTT?

I'M HAVINGGG MOARRR FUNN

ANDDD NOW THAT WEE'REE DONEEE

I'MMM GONNA SHOWWW YOUU

TOONIGGHHHTTTT

I'MMM ALRIGGHHTTT

I'MMM JUSTT FINEEEE

AND YOU'RE A TOOOOLLLL

I only did that because everyone is writing down lyrics after or during their blogs.

This is the song that is currently blasting from the radio that Ate Isa is listening to. 

It is completely unrelated to how I feel. 

But I was singing along with it, loudly. 

Damn.

Last night I was chillin' with Amber and Crystal.

Of course I missed my 22:00 bedtime.

Fuck man, I'm hanging with my homies that I haven't seen in a while.

Crys left at around 23:10. 

Amber left at around 24:00.

Needless to say, I got in trouble.

I got lectured and stuff.

I don't want to complain but...

fuck. I want to hang with my friends till whatever damn time I please. 

I'm leaving in 3ish months, damnit. 

I know I need to get in shape and I will so calm the fuck down with the schedule. 

Especially with the sleep time. 

I know that when I actually get to boot camp I won't have it easy.

I'm not in fucking boot camp yet. 

Give me time to chill with my friends before I leave. 

I will miss them a lot. 

Anyway, I guess I did have to bitch/whine/complain.

It isn't very Marine's like of me. 

But I seriously want to sleep later than fucking 22:00 without getting in trouble. 

Training

everyday. 

It's only day 3 and I'm getting worn down. I don't see an improvement but I guess one can't fully improve overnight. Still, I feel pretty goddamn lame. 

This is how my everyday schedule will go down from now on: 

Wake up at 5:50

Run/Jog/Brisk walk at 6:00

Get back home 7-7:30

Do whatever Ate Isa tells me to do during the day.

Crunches, push-ups, stretches, etc. 

Pick up the kids at 14:30 

Do more crunches, push-ups, stretches, etc. 

Ate Isa calls me around 18:30 so I get ready to go to the gym.

Get picked up at 19:00 and 19:10 we arrive at the gym.

We do whatever exercises need to be done and leave whenever Ate Isa decides it's good. 

Free time from the time I get back home until 22:00 because that's when I go to sleep now. 

Doesn't my days sound so fun?!

Oh, and when it's Friday or Saturday..you know, usual friend hang-out days...I have to be home at 23:00 so that I can wake up to run the next morning. 

Anyway, time to get ready to pick up the kids.

[Best friend, I messaged you on myspace.]

First day

and I'm so goddamn tired. =/

Oh yeah and...Hey best friend, is it cool if we hang out sometime soon?

Next week or something? Only if you're down, okay? 

No pressure or anything. 

Haha this is dumb. I should just ask you on myspace or something but I haven't logged on in forever.

Maybe later I will. 

Now time to cleannn...

i'm not sure

how I'm even supposed to feel about it. 

I just feel like this wondering will never stop. 

I was hoping the Marines would be able to fix me with that.

But I don't think even they could do that. 

This.

I don't know.

I've been feeling ehh lately. 

I want my best friend to talk to. 

But I don't know if she wants to listen. 

I don't even know if we still are best friends. 

It's one thing to say it...but another to actually feel it. 

To me though, she's still my best friend. No doubt about it. 

It's okay. I understand if we still can't be that way. 

I need/want to tell her things that I'm not telling other people. 

Whatever though, right? 

I don't know. 

I don't want to be needy. 

I won't say anything. 

I'll act like I'm fine and no one will ever know. 

Except for you guys that actually read this shit. 

Last night

my dad asked me if I was sure I'm not gay. 

You know, because I'm going to be a Marine. 

I paused, looked down, and said "I'm not."

I was sitting next to my mom.

I looked up, and then looked at her. 

I'm not sure what I saw in her eyes. 

But it looked like hurt and "don't tell your dad about that now because he doesn't need it."

I don't know if she was hurt for me or for him. Maybe both.   

Ehh whatever.

I'll update this again later. 

I guess I just needed to get that off my chest. 

Ink pens

are damn expensive. 

I've been thinking about the Marines and I know I want to do it and why. I know my faults and what I need to accomplish. I'm glad I know that much. I wish I could leave sooner instead of having to go through the Delayed Entry Program. Too bad I'm not fit enough. I just want to leave. Get away. I don't even know what I'm running from. 

I just want to grow the fuck up. I'm tired of being so dependent. I want to be self-reliant. I want to take care of myself. I want to know that I can overcome anything both mentally and physically. I want to be respected and taken seriously. I want to do something worthwhile. Something that, not everyone can do. I don't want people thinking that I'm just some immature little shit. I'll prove to everyone that I can be somebody and that I can do anything. 

I don't know. Blegh. 

I guess I care way to much about what people think of me and I don't think highly enough of myself. 

I'm going to make this blog end on a positive note. Because being negative sucks. 

Um, thanks to everyone that is supporting me on this decision. I'm leaving around February or March. I don't know the exact date yet but I'll let you know once I know. Boot Camp is in South Carolina. 

I hope that before I leave, I'll be on good terms with everyone. 

Errm, I don't know if that's a positive note but for now, it's good enough. 

Military

Even as a child, I have already considered being in the military. Recently, I have been gathering information from the Army and Marines. My next stop will be the Air Force on Monday.

I am leaning more towards the Marines as they are the best of the best. The most elite fighting force. Although I am not able to join the front lines as an infantryman, but I do go through the same physical and mental training. Their training is the toughest out of all of the military and also the longest. Before I leave to go to the actual bootcamp, my Sergeant recruiter will train me so that I will be able to withstand the physical aspect of the training. Once deployed to bootcamp, I will be there for 13 weeks. I am sure that those 13 weeks of training will be the hardest 13 weeks of my life but I am also sure that it will be extremely worth it once I graduate. 

After I graduate, I have a 10 day vacation. I hope that I will be able to spend those 10 days with my family and close friends. I would also enjoy going to Disneyland. haha.

After the 10 days, I will start combat training. I'm actually not sure what it's called but I know it's when they train you to use weapons and how to create strategies. That will go on for 21 days. 

Once completed with all of my military drill training, I will be trained in my field of choice. I'm actually not sure how long that takes. But once I complete that, I'll be working for the Marines from 7 a.m. - 4 p.m. and be going to school at the same time. 

I hope that even though not everyone agrees on my decision, that they'll support me and be proud once I graduate. 

I'm pretty excited. I wish I was in shape enough to be sent to bootcamp already. It just seems so exciting. I'll be self-reliant and self-confident. I'm going to be part of the few, the proud, the Marines. 

I hate urls that are taken.

Seriously, it makes me feel like I am so unoriginal. 

On an unrelated note, Marie and Liz PRESSURED me to create this blog. 

Chris is just sitting there NOT defending me. Thanks a lot CHRISTOPHER MANUEL GOMEZ!!

Have fun with your FOUR DOLLAR NERF GUN! [With glow in the dark bullets! =D]

I lost the game. =3

I will try to update this and stuff. 

kHELLO!