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Rugby

So ever since I moved to surrey, Ive never really had a thing; a thing that I was good at, and enjoyed beyond all belief. That is except for rugby. I don't think I would be where I am today if it wasn't for rugby. Some of my best friends, and life expierences, have come frommthe sport.

So last march I suffered an injury beyond anything I really had faced. It was a game against semiahmoo, the second game of the season. It seemed harmless, just an ankle injury, bu it was something more. I love my team and was not going to sacrifice our season for my own health. Stupid choice I know...

So I struggled through the rest of the season, and I really mean struggled. I never have told anyone just how bad this injury was. At the time I just wanted to finish the season, and if my parents knew they wouldn't have let me continue. For a solid three monthes after my accident I was popping tylenol, like a lot. My parents didn't know, or my coaches, they all thought it was a mild twist or sprain. The fact is, I could barely walk. Every single step was torture. But I didn't show the pain. I couldn't let myself down

So i've stopped playing rugby for around 4 monthes now, and am starting to learn the extent of my foolishness. My ankle still hurts, it's done, finished, totalled, wrecked. I never went to a doctor, and feel it's too late. Any doctor will think I'm retarded for putting it off so long.

So rugby season is starting, and I've been wanting to play, but for some reason I don't feel the same way. I don't know if it's fear or just a lack of the same passion I had before. I just can't draw myself to go to practice. I want to, but something in my head keeps telling me NO, so I'm lost. Rugby has been so good for me but if my true wish is to stop playing, maybe I should follow my consious.

Niggerrrr!!!

This blog is pimp, I can say anything I want cuz no one will ever read it =)

blogging

So I've kinda been forgetting about blogging lately, mainly because I've been so busy. Working mon-fri, 8 hrs a day, plus deliveries on weds, fri, sat, sun, makes having a life really hard.

I know I want a new car, but I'm starting to find that maybe always working isn't the best way of achieving this. I want to spend more time with friends. I feel like I'm drifting away from all my friends, and the friends that I'm close with are either busy or don't want to hang out.

Hindsight is 20/20, I know, but I really wish I had lived my highschool life very differently. I've always been a chill back person but this has kind of left me with way less hood friends then everyone else. It really kinda sucks.

Whats up

I'm finally back to work, my legs are killing me, and I again have no life

Even tho I need money, having those couple weeks off was nice. I really don't like the idea that I'm never going to get that many days off again.

During school we had it good, 2 monthes off at summer, 2 wells at both Xmas and spring break. Yeah, it'll never happen again.

There's been a few really great people in my life lately who have really made me feel better about myself. Thanks =)

I'm hoping to try and get my life together and planned out over the next few weeks. A new car is tempting, but school might be the safe choice. And with monthly payments of $350 and insurance around the same, it might not be the wisest investment.

It feels good to be moving into the real world, and still I find it scary. I really want to do something big with my life. I want to start a business of some sort, and I just can't find the right thing for that to entail. Hopefully it will come to me, one day, soon.

Lyric of the day has been scratched, but I'm working on something new, to be released in the near future. Stay tuned...

FUCK APPLE

How can your software just break in a way that no one can fix it. Maybe Apple employees spend to much time butt fucking each other instead of working on their software. Everyone says "apple is the best, theor software is so easy to navigate." That fucking because they lock the shit out of everything they make so that when it fucking breaks fucking down no one can fix it.

Spending two fucking hours and the phone and not getting any progress is just fucking retarded. And treating me like I'm a computer-illiterate dirty cunt is retarded. I know more about computers then any of apples support staff, So don't spend five fucking minutes telling me how to open my FUCKING CONTROL PANEL. Anyone who says Apple software is better can suck on my shaft.

Apple, I shit on you

Me so horny

Now all I need is a girlfriend....

Ahahahahahhahahaha

what to do, what to do

My first full day off in awhile, but no ones free to hang out, as usual for me. I think I wanna go to maple ridge and just chill out there for awhile, and see things for my past

Tattoo Take 2


This one is a bit more defined and artistic

and BTW, it says Synergy, a word that means a tonne to me and continually keeps popping up in my life

My Work

While I'm working on some new projects I thought I'd toss up a link with of my old work

My Work

Hope you all (my imaginary audience) take a look and let me know what you think

Tattoo #1

This is my first attempt using Photoshop in a long while
Something looks off and it might be a bit busy for a tattoo but I like the concept still.

Tattoo

A few friends got me thinking about tattoos. I think I want one on my chest, like GSP

Time to fire up Photoshop, maybe tomorrow, designs to come =)

BACK!!

SO I'm back from camping, and aside from a few things and a really good, relaxing time.

Now its back to the real world, which involves me working 2 hours of I get back from my holiday

Let's do some math:

Deliveries +$24
Tips +$10 =(
Dinner -$14
Bubble Tea -$20
Gas for the night -$15
Grand Total -$15

I dont think this is the best way for me to be saving for a car. LOL. But its my first day back, give me a break. I can only laugh at myself

Yep, I've come to realize, thanks to a great friend, that I need to be more light hearted about myself, and just take life as it comes. Thanks RASberry =)
 
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