Twenty - Two on 22

So on the 22nd, I actually turned 22. It was a quiet day, which is usually how I like it just cuz I guess I like to not create a big deal out of things. The actual day itself didn't turn out too bad. While my classes were hell and it seems like my arm will fall off on mondays and wednesdays due to the amount of notes I have to take...I ended the day with the gf at Pizza Hut. Nothing fancy. Last year I remember we went to Morton's Steakhouse, which was good but it's safe to say that 22 is much less eventful than the special venues or events held on a 21st birthday. Anyway, I wanted to Pizza Hut, and since the last time I was there on my birthday was probably my 14th, I figured what the hell? Breadsticks, Wings, and Pizza...I'm happy. simple.

What's not so simple is this whole 'getting old' feel that grabbed a hold of me for all of about 10 minutes that day. it's a little intimidating, seeing that the real world is not too far behind. The world's gonna kick my ass just like how it's kicking my parent's ass. (death to Red Ribbon, and the incoming Jollibee and incoming Chow King...but that's a different story). I'm just starting to feel the pressure to perform after i get out of college. Landing a job with a psych major is really tough but I'm hoping i can land something and not take too many shots, and hope for the bell to ring to get me out of this round...so to speak. This is the situation i put myself in so I just gotta deal with it cuz it's too late now to say 'hey mom you were right, i should have become a nurse.'

so 22? it's only been a day but right now it feels a whole lot like 21...but ask me again in the fall.

"This may sound like gibberish to you, but I think I'm in a Tragedy"

So for my last post for 2006, I'm gonna try to relate Hollywood with life, and as we all know, they usually don't mix. In simple terms, Hollywood gives us stories of people; normal people similar to ourselves. There's a whole bunch of different genres. I tried to think about what genre 2006 was? a romantic comedy? a tragic comedy? maybe all of the above. All I know is that I want to make 2007 count for something because sometimes I get the feeling that I'm getting dumber by the day and if I don't do something with my mind quick, one day it's just gonna run out and I'll just be stuck; the character with the tragic flaw of constant underachievement.

It's 2007 and I'm turning 22, my lucky number. I'm hoping that this year will be my coming-of-age story.

A Manifestation of the Jeremy's of the World?

I was browsing around and I stumbled over an underground artist named Jeremy Fish. I've grown up with the impression that even though Jeremy is not exactly an uncommon name; personally, I don't come across many of them. I've never been introduced to another Jeremy and sometimes I find it wierd when someone else has my name, I guess since, I've never been accustomed to it. It's like like how John's are not as affected when meeting other John's. In any case, what I'm getting at is that I've realized that there must be Jeremy's everywhere doing things I wish I can do (i.e. Jeremy Fish). For years I've been a fist full of dreams with no punch. if i wasn't a lazy bastard I'd like to accomplish the following sometime during my life:

I want to become a good chef.
I want to show my creative side in some way (photography, drawing)
I want to write a book that actually shows up in the bookstore
I want to land a sweet Human Resources job (put my stalking skills to good use)
I want to play a mean guitar.

Do everything in my power to avert the unfortunate side effects of me being me.