Sean, Jason, and David

Last Sunday was Mother's birthday, making her at the flattering age of 60. The whole day was spent helping Jason continue moving furniture into the new house, and the night was rested alongside a buffet. I made my best efforts into giving off the "this is fun" attitude, just to give it a shot for us to actually converse. And when I say us, I of course mean my brothers Sean, Jason, and I. If anything, the U'Haul's three seated moving truck did the trick. The three of us were cramped in driving back and forth between houses, giving us enough time to finally break the silence.

The three of us sat in a U'Haul truck when we moved to Ontario 13 years ago, and here we are again.

We all started sharing memories and it gave us the opportunity to finally have a "brotherhood" moment. We joked about how Father would always do or say certain things that ticked us off, making it one of the first times we had ever laughed with a topic involving our father. We stopped by a 7-11 within one of the trips and I decided to just stay in the car. Sean and Jason comes out with a cherry slurpee for me. It's a good drink.

They actually showed interest and asked me a series of question in an attempt to catch up. They asked me about the girls, the job, the college, the hobbies, and I was ever so willing in answering them the best I could. It was almost as if I forgot we were related. I felt safe, I felt like a little brother.

And I must admit, I loved every second of it, and I cherished every second of it. I missed it so much, and even if it was for a few miles, it gave me a sense of home. Although it was nice for a day, I know it wouldn't last long. Things will go back to how they were when the dinner was over, with us going back our separate ways.

"Dude, you are turning 22!"

Yeah I know. This sucks man.

I haven't "partied" in ages. I kinda miss it.

Happy Birthday Mommy!

Gotta catch'em all.

So I decided to take my camera out again one night,
and guess what I caught.













I'm pretty happy with it.

We are all after the same end.

I’m growing short in my temper and I’m growing less lenient.

No one seems to be responding.

I have an urge to yell out, but it is useless when no one is around to hear it. I heard it when you yelled, and you made sure I heard it. I would like for everyone to return the favor sometime. I miss having a constant loathing and ranting buddy.

I'm gonna chase the sky forever.

I'm gonna steal me a silver stallion with not a mark upon his silky hide.
Teach him he can trust me like a brother. One day we'll saddle up and ride.

I'm gonna find me a reckless woman with razor blades and dice in her eyes.
Just a touch of sadness in her fingers. Thunder and lightnin' in her thighs.

I'm gonna chase the sky forever; with the woman, the stallion and the wind.
And the sun is gonna burn into a cinder before we ever pass this way again.

And we're gonna ride, we're gonna ride.
Ride like the one-eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind.

We're gonna ride.

I have a secret to share.

Indeed, it has been quite some time now. I would like to let it out because my mind is tired. I am tired of playing two roles.

In the past month, I have been hit with a slight case of depression.

At least your neighbor is white.

So I finally saw the house today. A 4 bedroom - 3 restroom - 1600 square feet house. I am not going to lie, but its families like my brothers that cause our economy to fail at such a state today. They are in no position to own a house but yet they use the money that they themselves and the banks don't have. It is quite a big house for a family of 4, I'd say. But then again, there will only be 2 people living in a 1400 square feet house back over here, so who am I to talk. It was only the first stages of moving in, we didn't do much because they are planning to put new tiling and paint the whole house prior to having too much furniture getting in the way. It is a beautiful house in a wonderful neighborhood.


















Why hello there, I've been expecting you.

When the stars go blue.

As ironic as this might sound, but the cold winter weather tends to give me the warmth feeling that the summer can never give. This tends to be the season where you will feel both loved and unloved, both at the very far end of the extremes. It tends to be emotional and it tends to be very nostalgic, either way, it usually results with memorable moments.

I need to take my camera out more often, I've been too selfish to not bring it out for it to see what I am seeing. I need to go back to my piano, which sounds much more beautiful during winter. I need to start saving up some money, so I can start shopping for Christmas. Don't worry friends, I won't let this financial destitute ruin any chance of showing you my gratitude.

I've been thinking about him lately, I'm not sure why, but it hurts. I love my mom, I really do. I would do many things just to know that she is happy and safe. If anything is to ever happen to her, I would lose all connection to sense and love. I'm scared, of a lot a things. My mom deserves a lot more than what she has been dealing with, and I am trying really hard to fix that, but I can only do so much. Things will get better though, I know it will.

Jeepers Creepers,

where'd you get those peepers?
Jeepers Creepers,
where'd you get those eyes?

Thanks to Paranormal Activity, I am still freaking out.

Give me a second.

What do you want from me?
I'll make sure it is yours.

You're being disrespectful.

Tonight was a good night. There was one brief moment where I felt genuinely happy. Full smiles and comfortable conversations are really helpful. Last night, however, was quite the contrary.

A 26 year old pool hall junkie decided to put me on blast after losing in a race to 5 wins. Words were exchanged, mainly from his mouth, and I was quite shocked. Very pathetic, and very sad to see that such self-egotistic people are out there. That is all I have to say about this. No details necessary.

The cold weather is among us now, and I am quite excited.

I admit, I am bored of me.

I, I wanna live on the stage,
I wanna play the guitar,
And I wanna get paid.
But no, responsibilities please.
I wanna do what I want,
And I wanna get paid.

-The Snake, The Cross, The Crown-