My friend Phuong just arrived at Diamond Bar this afternoon from her long drive. I gave my promise and got that day off of work to take a little visit. The drive there was hot, I could feel the sweat dripping down my back as i shifted gears. When I finally got there it was a nice welcome. Said hi, the usual stuff, no sarcastic humor yet. There were three girls and two guys, Phuong, her little sister Hang, and their friend Mary. Mary being on the big boned side evidently had a cute face. She's an adorable girl that is looking for attention, but the snobby side of a typical fat girl isn't totally gone yet. Hang was the young jail bait girl, she said hi and gave me a little wave with a smile. Vinh and Edwin are the two guys that accompanied them. Not much to say one big guy one small guy. Felt like they would been great in the god father if an Asian version is released. Last but not least Phuong, the reason why I came to hang out. She isn't your typical girl, she's a loyal friend, now my description of her might be sounding to her favor is because I'm into her not that she knows.
We hung out and I drove them to here or there. Probably the best time I spent with her before immature emotions kicked in. Anyways fast forward a little bit and its been two days since they spent time here. I went off to fix Danny's lude and check out a few new guns. King had some good stuff lately. Nothing special I'm living in the perverse world of a typical college student, I had my eye on her.
Spent a few more days hanging out with Phuong's friends, didn't see much of anyone else this week. What ticked me off is that I barely spoke to her, years passed and miles driven I did not feel comfortable with her. She felt shy and up tight, thats okay. Reminds me that I'm on my own for a reason. I lost faith before I wont again.
More crap when on behind stage between me and phuong. She wasn't mature enough or had the curiosity to put on a fake smile for a friend. I thought she was selfish for asking for so much yet barely put the effort to say much to me. Enough was enough, I wont bitch or wine, I understand. I wasted a few more days dealing with this stuff.
I want to be forgotten.
I am made of popcorn, what better way to explain my self then what I ingest.
My daily diet composes of at least three sodas, some rice, and an assortment of
animals. I prefer beef and chicken as a main diet, but not always. I see a bag of Orville popcorn on my table, a A&W can of rootbeer and a old rotten can of Pringles.
Beneath me in the shadow of my table is a mini bag of M&M's with some cracked, some not ate. Next to it lays a empty but yet still desirable bag of beef jerky from Costco.
I understand the negative sides and disgusting poor nutrition I am receiving, people tell me that nothing lasts and sooner or later I will become a huge blob that cannot move on his own power. The sugar sodium and fat blended together and with some food coloring to transform into a sweet delectable snack people call junk food. I on the other hand praise the term and idea.
"Since junk food is high in fats and sugars, it is responsible for obesity, dental cavities, Type 2 diabetes and heart diseases." Quote Freefatkitchen.com
What? obesity? DENTAL CAVITIES?! Now I am aware of such facts, I open my eyes and sudden i realize how true those statements are. Honestly I would run and see no evil or hear of it but sadly ignorance is not bliss. I believe I am close to getting diabetes due to all this crap. Am I stopping, if you are wondering? Simple answer is, I'm in the process. It can't be helped, well maybe but my mindset is locked on certain things. Pleasing my taste buds and sugar cravings, its like quitting smoking. Really addictive and if no negative health signs arise, ignore all warnings pass go, collect two hundred dollars and continue to indulge in your addiction.
So since I'm working out more often lately I should change my eating habits. Problem is my eating habits almost defines my life style. Take one plus one is two, then junk food plus computer is me. Okay so not that great of a similarity, but I always visioned myself as a big fat loser with glasses that sits in a dark room "which I'm doing right now" eating while jerking off to some sort of porn.
Thankfully that's not the complete picture of me, that's the super dark hidden side wink wink. I am a creative and intuitive person who's character can be described as Charlie brown distant lost cousin faded if he was Asian, and definitely more perverted.
ANyways back to the candy issue, since I do not believe I will or am able to change my disgusting diet. I will simply add onto it healthy food, and occasionally protein drinks. Cheating yes! But I don't care anymore. Well back to my movie, The Midnight Meat Train, fucking bloody gore, so good! Best horror movie this year dyudee
On to other news, I went airsofting on sunday. Most enjoyable moment was when I got shot on top of my head, felt awesome. But first round my new echo1 had some grounding issues, it did not want to fire. Total bust, ticked me off so I borrowed a gun and that crapped on me too. Had it fixed during a break though so that was good. It was chill, terrain was rough, got cut up and almost fell. Not the best in fun factor but hey, good times.
I didn't really get to tell Phuong about much lately especially that since she's been missing. Probably still mad at me and refuses to tell me about it. Really pissing me off! I don't know so i wont assume, at least not till I find out. I give up asking her friend Mary about her status, girls, you can never trust them to keep quite.
Actually haven't been talking to anyone at all.
Wonder how Danny is doing with his obsessive ex girl. If I was him I'd hire someone to take her of her pertinently. A team such as the replacements, or Pulp Fiction. I wouldn't mind doing it myself. I'll probably get a kick out of it since life has been so plain and dull. How does anyone get past being 25? Because at the rate I'm living my life, I'll commit suicide by 23.
A good song to reflect on right now is, Toad the wet sprocket - All I Want.
Mellow stuff dude!
Jack M
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