Friday Fun wit da Fam

Well this was interesting without a doubt. My parents came, it was great. It was like Christmas in November. We got all sorts of food, 4 boxes of cereal, bags of candy, a box of enchiladas, a bag of rice, a container of real mac and cheese. It was great. Oh and I got clothes. I'm very happy about this!!! But when they got here, everyone was happy to see them, not just me. Jameel, Steve, Kristin and Hoos were all glad to see them. We had good times together. Funny story, one of my friends that met my mom for the first time thought she was hot and was my girlfriend. Oh my! It's like Las Vegas all over again lol long story don't feel like explaining. From the dorms we went to Quattro's pizza and ate food and then went to Pinch Penny Pub to drink. It was cool, my parents were buying everyone drinks! Everyone loves my parenets (even before this) that's all I heard to night how cool my parents were and how awesome they are. And I must agree, they're some bad ass parents. But yep, that was the basics of tonight: my parents are awesome. We're all looking forward to tomorrow night where there will be football and then Stix to dance. I'm a little nervous about tomorrow at the bars. Will my mom want to dance with me? Will she be with Papa? Will she embarass me? How should I interact with the opposite sex on the dance floor? With all that on my mind, I digress to go to bed with the memories of a great night! Hey drinking and not getting drunk ain't bad!

A Loooong Day in Carbondale

Hey! Hey! How's everyone doing on this wonderful Friday morning? Not well, I'll be the first to tell you that. I'll start this off with positives and anxieties and things. My parents are coming, my parents are coming....TODAY! To spend the weekend with their favorite son in Carbondale, Illinois. I'm actually looking forward to seeing my parents. Think about it, they didn't come with me to school because they were in Hawaii. I spent little time with them when I went home for a weekend in September because I was with my friends. So, they come to visit on a weekend where Carbondale will offer its best (I hope!) No one is sure about what Friday night holds. I'd love to have some Quattro's Pizza, which is the best pizza in this hicktown. Saturday at 3 is SIU football versus Youngstown State in a match up in where the winner takes a major step forward in controlling their own destiny of the Gateway Confrence Championship. Saturday night is still up in the air as well. I'd love to go to Lonestar, or Steak and Shake for dinner then later go to the bars and after that eat at Jimmy John's, Don Taco, Wise Guy's or maybe even have a Winston's Bagel. Sunday we will see game 1 of the 2005-06 basketball season for the 4 time defending Missouri Valley Confrence Champions the Southern Illinois Salukis Men's Basketball team!!!! Ahh the memories of last year are still fresh in my head. I hold on to them because those were some of my best days here last semester. I remember Championship Saturday where we clinched the title on our home court against those pesky Wichita State Shockers. Or the Creighton game, which I was in the Dawg Pound without my roommate or any of my other friends in our nationally televised game in which we won. Or the second to last game in which I forget the opponent, but I don't forget the 21-0 run that sparked the team and sparked the crowd. That was the moment I felt we had something real special in Salukiville, it was one of those hair rasing experiences I will never forget. Ooh, the game against Murray State where the fans heckled Jennifer their star player forcing him into turnovers, bad shots, missed shots, all that good stuff. Oh, the memories. Shout out to departed seniors Darren Brooks, Stetson Hairston, Lamar Owen and Josh Warren. The new guys are here and they ain't bad themselves. Jamaal Tatum aka The Real Human Fast Break, Tony Young aka The Best One-on-One Defender in the confrence aka Mr. Blocked Shots, Randall Faulker is a stud inside and so is super-sophomore Matt Shaw who is one of the most underrated players in all of college basketball. I am very excited about basketball season, much more than football season, it's something about this hoops squad that I'm attatched to. It all started with that midnight win against Hawaii at the SIU Arena. I want a midnight game to come back so I can go wasted!!!!! But after the game I'd like to have dinner with the parents and send them off on a good note.
However, not all is joyous in Salukiville. As I wrote last night, my roomie's going through a lot of troubles, all of them stemming from his recent break up. I've been a really good friend lately to him because I'll never forget what he did for me last semester when I needed someone. I hope things get better for him sooner rather than later. He's a really good guy who, like me, gets used and abused by women, walked over and mistreated when guys like me and him are the good guys that girls always complain about because we supposedly don't exsist.
Which brings me to a topic that has been buzzing around in my head all afternoon and all night and into this morning as if it were a fly trapped in a closet. A friend and I were talking about how as guys we always talk about how we can never find a decent girl. And that all the decent girls are dating assholes. Therefore, logic tells us that to get the girl, turn yourself into an asshole. I'm a believer in all of that. Girls love assholes because they are a challange to change and it provides women with all the conflict and drama that they seem to need and thrive off of. Well guess what folks, I brought it up to the wrong woman. She gives us the other side of the coin, the girls that say that there are no decent guys out there because all the good guys are with sluts/whores or whatever you wanna call them. We got off into this converstation in which we both agreed we could have become what we didn't want to be very easily, but we decided not to because we were raised better than that. I could've easily become an asshole overnight. Why not? People already pigeon hole you into something you're not and you can't do anything to change that, no matter how hard you try, you'll always be another spic to a majority of people. Sad, but true. Well then the question was brought up to me by the girl: what do you want? I stopped and I thought about it for a second, opened my mouth and nothing came out. I've come to the realization that I don't know what I want. I've also come to grips with the fact that I am very superficial, and personally I hate that. Granted, women everywhere judge guys on appearance, experience, class and overall looks. I have none of that. The only thing I really judge on superficially is a pretty face and a decent body, she doesn't need to be Beyonce, Lindsay Lohan (when she wasn't a blonde toothpick), Anna Kournikova, or any Hollywood actress you can put on this line ________. But also, I'm the kind of guy where you can be the prettiest girl in the world, but if you have no personality or a bad personality you're no good to me. I hate drama girls, I hate superficial girls, I hate girls that need to be wined and dined every day for no reason. I HATE GOLD DIGGERS!!!!! But most of all, I hate girls that come up to ME and say that there are no good guys out there. Let me break you some news honey, I'm one of the best guys you will ever meet. I care than most guys my age do. I listen to girls when they speak and don't let my mind drift elsewhere. When I meet a girl, my first ideas aren't how to get in her pants, instead they are how to become this girls friend. Instead, I'm overlooked by the guy with the Hollywood style, the jock, the rich boy, or the assclown. I digress to finish my point. I don't know what I want. The girl I was talking to put it best: Do you want a decent girl or do you want a girl that will just give you sex? Because if you want the ladder then you can go find yourself a slut. LoL. We've tried that, it didn't work, I can't seem to bring myself down to that level of casual sex without attatchment. That's one of the reasons I'm still a virgin. There's a side of me that says I want a serious relationship with a girl that I share things in common with, that can hold a conversation, that can bring me up when I'm down, that can make me happy, something, someone that I can say hey that's mine (not in a controlling way, more like a 'That's the girl i've been telling you about/ isn't she everything I said and a whole lot more' kind of way. The other side of me says fuck that, go find some slut and get it over with. Go out and have random meaningless sex with a random girl. But I don't want to do that, but I won't necessarily reject it if it comes my way either. I wish I had an answer. I'll probably be going to bed mulling that over as I try to figure out what's going on. And on that note, good night from Salukiville folks! I miss this blogging shit!

I'm Baaaack

Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Luis and we haven't spoke in a long time. Last time you heard from me, I was a freshman at Southern Illinois University at Carbondale and I was embarking on summer after my first year of college life. It's funny, I started this blog to keep me actively writing and I haven't written since June. Wow, a lot has happened. I left blogger for the apparent greener pastures of MySpace.com, well that failed. It lost its touch after a while. It was like facebook.com with a blog. But nothing beats the purity of a one-on-one blog with just me and words. No fancy links for music, no friend searches, none of that. Just me and my writing. That is why I am back here, for simplicity, because that is the kind of guy I am, simple.
Now I'm back, but now I'm a sophomore, still at SIU-C. Some things have changed, some haven't. Same roommate, not the one from first semester, but the one from second semester. We moved next door, his choice not mine, because it was his original room from last year. Still a die-hard Cubs fanatic. But you can go to my new blog www.mydamncubbies.blogspot.com to check out my life as a Cubs fan. Um, what else was a main point in my blogs last year. Oh, my poetry. I'm still writing, not as often because I'm not in a poetry class now, but when I'm motivated you will see it and hopefully feel it. I'm still single, no miracle hook ups this summer and so far none in the beginning of this year.
Filling In The Blanks
Here I will attempt to fill in the blanks that I have left from last blog til this one.

• I worked two jobs this summer. I resumed my job at McDonald's as a cashier at the McDonald's down the street from my house. I also worked at Gage Park High School on the south side of Chicago as an office clerk. It was a great job, I only worked four hours a day, 20 hours a week and I met some really nice people, including Mr. Ortiz, principal. He was a teacher of my mother when she was at Lakeview High School and she called on him for a favor for me because I needed another summer job. Beginning next summer, I will be working there full time for summer school in addition to nights at McDonald's.
• When I wasn't working period, I spent time with my family and friends, though it wasn't enough. You'll probably hear me speak about this a lot on how I miss my family and friends now that I'm 6 hours away from home. Especially my sister Jenny who gives me a lot of crap because I saw her 4 times this summer. A Funeral, a Graduation party, 4th of July party at her parents house and when we went to Carbondale this year.
• On my way to Carbondale...I received some pretty bad news. One of, if not, my best friend got in a car accident where she was hit by a semi. She was unconscious for two weeks as I worried every day while I was in Carbondale. I kept in contact with her family as much as I could. Between my car accident (which I'll get to next), her accident and being back at school my mind was full and mushy. When I went home in September for my ex-roommate's going away party, I visited her as that was her first weekend out of the hospital. It was easily the highlight of my weekend. She's doing much better now and am looking forward to seeing her again during Thanksgiving vacation.
• One week before I was due to leave for Carbondale to resume my education, I was involved in a car accident of my own. It all begins when I got to leave one minute early from work. Driving west bound on 57th street and between fairfield and washtenaw, a blue Jeep came speeding out of the alley not signaling, not slowing down and hit me. As I attempted to swerve out of the way, I lost control of the car and hit a parked US Postal Service truck, hopped a curb, swerved away from a tree and crashed into a porch. My car was damaged enough to the point where two estimators deemed my car to be totalled. I was completely crushed. Of all people, me. I spent the week in a woe is me mode, where I have the best driving record among my friends, yet I'm the one who gets in the accident. A piece of me died when Sexy Purple Betsy died too. Oh yeah, forgot to mention I traded my 1992 Ford Escort AKA Putt-Putt for my mom's 1997 Chevy Lumina, that was one of the highlights of my summer.
• Highlights of the summer: Cubs beating the Red Sox in the one Cubs game I went to this summer. I met some great baseball fans from the city of Boston who absolutely have a great passion for the game, their players and have a great appreciation for the history of my team and the ball park. I have nothing but good things to say about Boston Red Sox fans. They're fun, they're loyal and they're die-hard. I can't wait until I get the chance to go to Boston and return the favor. Um, as I said earlier, I inherited my mother's 1997 Chevy Lumina in exchange for my 1992 Ford Escort. I saw one movie this summer, and it was Crash. Probably one of the best movies I've seen in a long time. The ultimate highlight of my summer was my birthday weekend. July 1st-3rd. My birthday came with visits from three of my favorite people from SIUC: Steve (visiting from GA), Kristin and my roommate Hoos. Me, Hoos and Kristin spent hours driving around Chicago Friday night waiting for Steve's plane to get in. We got to see a crime scene on Cicero on the south side and several prostitutes. The next day we went to the Taste of Chicago and had a wonderful time. We ate, we talked and would've stayed to see Carlos Santana if not for the massive crowd that had assembled earlier. We later took an abbreviated tour of the great city of Chicago. We got to see landmarks, cruise lake shore drive and we got to see the actual East-side of Chicago. Hell, we even drove past MLK. Then we went to Papa Doc's house to see some fire works. The next day Hoos went back home to Mundelein, Kristin back to her home in the middle of nowhere and Steve stayed for a few days. For the 4th of July we went to a party where Steve saw my old roommate and wow, John didn't recognize him for the life of him (though John was already tipsy) but Steve has changed a lot from when we first met him.

Well, I'm tired right now because I've been writing for an hour. And I have class at 1, 2 & 3. My first post that isn't a reflective one will be tomorrow. Recapping Halloween weekend and what has been Year Two, Semester One. Holla!!!