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Thursday, February 17th, 2005
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Wednesday, November 24th, 2004
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You are my brothers. There is no doubt about that. You all have my loyalty, love and respect. Don't take that for granted.
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Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
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| Freudian Inventory Results | Genital (63%) you appear to have a progressive and constructive outlook on life.
Latency (16%) you appear to have an irrational view on the value of learning.
Phallic (43%) you appear to have a good balance of sexual awareness and sexual composure.
Anal (56%) you appear to have a good balance of self control and spontaneity.
Oral (20%) you appear to be stubbornly and irrationally against receiving help even when it might be the more intelligent option.
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Thursday, August 19th, 2004
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With the return of Roger, the circle of friends has been restored, stronger than ever. It was as though the waves of the ocean absorbed the turbulence in our lives for a brief time, allowing us to enjoy an evening of laughter and tranquility. After drinking a fair amount of whiskey, I wrote a note to myself and placed it in the empty bottle. The exact message written on the wrinkled brown paper is between the ocean and myself, but I will say that it promoted a new beginning — a smooth present leaving the rocky past in its place. And so I walked to where the sand calmed the water, held the bottle tightly in my hand, and threw it high into the air. My worries, my tears, my anger, all crashed into the ocean with that bottle, and a comfort consumed me in knowing it would float to a place I'd probably never see. Get busy living, or get busy dying. That's goddamn right. Welcome back Roger, and take it easy everyone...
—Tai-Pan
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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The silence of this journal has gone on for too long. I'd like to blame the lack of updates on some great time-consuming project, but that's just not the case. The truth is it's been impossible for me to gather my thoughts into a complete entry until now. I suppose the many changes and events that made up this passed summer came too fast for me to reflect on individually. However, the darkness has gone and the time for resurrection is now.
As I've said, many changes have taken place since the last time I wrote. You guys can chime in with your opinions, but I noticed the wheels of change moving right around the time Roger left. The almost daily gatherings at his apartment faded with his departure, leaving only a group of people lost for what to do next. It seems that around that time responsibility came knocking, and for a good span of time we all separated from each other in some form. Oddly enough, it proved to be a needed separation — allowing each of us to grow as individuals in our own way.
I’ve noticed the results of this growth in all of us, and have come to realize who my friends are on a much deeper level. As a result, friendships are stronger, while some have weakened, and I find that sadly I’ve outgrown a good amount of people I once associated with and looked up to.
For the first time I find myself completely in control of my life. It wasn’t easy but I graduated high school, found a job, and made it into college finally. Though I have only a handful of friends, the respect and loyalty they have greatly compensates for their size in number. Above all, I’ve found a young lady who definitely brings out the person I’ve always wanted to be. For that, and her many unique qualities I’ve grown to love and admire, I’m forever grateful.
So it seems that the turbulent waters of the last few months were not as damaging as originally thought. However, I do look forward to a clear sky above, and the new path that lies ahead for me. Until next time, take it easy…
—Tai-Pan
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Wednesday, March 17th, 2004
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It's amazing how fast 24 hours can pass when you're having an almost perfect day. I stayed up just long enough on Wednesday to see the calendar on my computer blink to March 11th. Headed over to school that same morning to be greeted by the SAS folks and the Tai-pan, who was holding his famous fur-collared shirt; a gift that was completely unexpected, but greatly appreciated. I'll be sure to continue the lies that are associated with that shirt for years to come.
Later that morning I had to take my midterm for Basic Reporting, which turned out to be disgustingly easy. While I was walking back from the class, I realized that signing myself out from high school was now an option...so I wasted no time in doing so. The lady at the front desk decided to prolong my departure by asking me what it really meant to be 18. After providing her with my explanation, she decided to pull an Uncle Ben and tell me that "with great power, comes great responsibility." I called her on it by saying I felt like Tobey Maguire, but she didn't really get the joke. Still, she meant well and her words weren't completely disregarded, however under "Reason:" on the slip I wrote, "Felt like it."
When night fell, Juan and I picked up Karol and headed over to play some pool by FIU. Roshawn and Brentt were there already, and Jenny showed up later, along with Noel. Everything went very well, and I ended up going home and just waiting for midnight to signal the end of a kickass day.
Thanks again to the boys, and everyone who contributed to the day. Until next time, take it easy...
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"I will let my tears speak volumes this evening so that they will fall mute when the morning comes"
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Thursday, March 11th, 2004
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Wednesday, November 26th, 2003
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Monday, November 10th, 2003
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My head is really hurting so I thought I'd write a little in hopes that it'll get my mind off the pain, and then I'll end up saying, "Hey my headache went away." For some reason the house smells like cigar smoke, and it seems to be fueling the pounding in my skull. The only explanation I can come up with is my father smoked one of my brother's stogies that he left here. That's pretty interesting considering my dad hasn't really smoke since I was eight or nine, but I guess with the old lady on his back, he decided to kick back and enjoy himself for a change.
With luck, tomorrow will be our second band practice for the talent show in December. The debate over what will be played seems to have finally died down, but I have a feeling after playing more songs tomorrow the list will grow once again. Jose was brought into the group, which is really cool because it makes me feel more comfortable having another singer there to ease the nerves. I'm still curious as to how John plays bass, but at this point even if he sucks, we have no time to find another guy. I'll just take Fernando's word on it. He could very well be an incredible bass player, so I guess I'll give him a chance before passing judgement.
Unfortunately the headache hasn't really passed so I'm going to head off to bed. Take it easy...
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Thursday, October 30th, 2003
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The Friday before last marked the first band practice in preparation for the talent show. December 5th has been made the official date of the performance with the hope that Miami-Dade College cooperates and doesn't screw us over again. I was expecting the first rehearsal to sound pretty bad seeing how we weren't completely comfortable singing/playing in front of each other yet. That feeling seemed to go away fairly soon though, and it turns out we sound pretty awesome as a group. My only problem was I was singing without a mic, so I had to turn the volume up a great deal on my voice. Overall everything worked out and hopefully we'll be able to get together soon.
Yesterday was my first test in becoming Tai-Pan. Not many people will know what I'm talking about, but that's alright. I'll explain in a later entry most likely. When Juan first mentioned the test, I was somewhat nervous because I wanted to make the man proud, but otherwise felt optimistic about the first trial. Turns out I passed, so that's one less step to take on my journey to being Tai-Pan.
In other news, we met this really cool kid named Jamal last week. He's been playing cards with us since, which adds a little more variety to the duels. I see him becoming a good friend in near future, which is always good. One more addition to the crew wouldn't be a bad thing.
That's all for tonight my friends. Take it easy...
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Saturday, October 4th, 2003
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I've had a lot on my mind the past few weeks, but for some reason I just haven't been able to write anything in my journal. I suppose it was just so much that I wasn't able to focus my thoughts long enough to write an entry. It's amazing how frustrating writer's block can be. After some deep conversations with old friends, my head is clear once again, and the writing process can resume.
It's been a good week and a half since my father's said anything to me. The last words I heard from him were "I'm divorcing your mother, and it's cause of you." I always love having those touching moments with my dad. I can't really blame him though because I've done some really stupid things that he ends up getting the blame for every time. After years of being treated like dirt, he finally reached his limit and threw in the towel. Since then the house has been uncomfortably quiet, and I find myself looking to my dogs for some sort of interaction. As long as they get their food everyday I don't really think they mind keeping me company.
Pretty soon it'll be time for me to head out of here, which the thought of has scared me in the past, but recently has put me at ease. I know I'll still see the people who are important to me no matter where I head off to, so leaving doesn't seem to scare me as much as it used to. We'll see what happens in the meantime. Until then, take it easy...
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Wednesday, September 17th, 2003
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Hey everyone. I haven't had any internet since Monday of last week so it's been a little hard to make any posts. The good news is that everything seems to be working just fine, and I'll be back to my normal writing schedule as of tomorrow. Until then, take it easy...
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Saturday, September 6th, 2003
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Happy Saturday everyone. You don't really get anything, but hey, cheer the hell up.
Not a whole lot going on today really. My brother stopped by earlier this morning to show off his newly damaged car. He just fixed the damn thing 2 or 3 weeks ago, but I suppose having things go well for him just isn't in the cards. It's almost like he's getting answers from a depressed Magic 8 ball. On the positive side, he wasn't hurt in this accident, and this time the damage wasn't as extensive. I say he's got a few hundred dollars worth, but that's really nothing compared to the three grand he paid to fix it the first time. Once he's got that taken care of, he plans on selling it for 4,500. So if you know anyone interested in buying a 97' Cougar, let me know.
After he left, I pretty much had nothing better to do than observe my dad watching a baseball game. It's pretty funny to see how he moves his entire body in hopes that it will affect the distance of the ball. One day he'll jump out of the window and the Marlins will make a homerun.
I have to take care of a few things, so this will be it for today. Take it easy...
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Thursday, September 4th, 2003
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I'm not quite sure how my dad does it, but it seems he can take food that is worthy of being thrown away, and turns it into a legitimate meal. Yesterday he combined beans from 3 days ago, and rice from 2 days ago, into "Arroz con Frijoles." Maybe this is just a big thing to me because I don't eat anything over a day old. I just think it's funny how he says, "Taste better today than Monday." I think since he lived around the time of The Depression, he's not too crazy about throwing away food, so he waves his Cuban wand and turns crap into good tasting crap. He gets credit for keeping me from starving when I get home from school though.
That's all I really have to say for today my friends. Take it easy...
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Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003
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Today was actually pretty damn interesting, and without stress of any kind. After my history class ended, I headed towards the bookstore area and found Roger hanging out with the rest of the crew. Hadn't seen him for quite some time, so it was cool hanging out with him again. After watching Brentt and Juan duel for a bit, Roger suggested heading over to Burger King for some lunch.
Everything up to that point was pretty normal. Ordered our food. Got our king sized sodas. As we were leaving though, Roger's hands were pretty occupied so he placed his food on top of the car in order to open the door. So we're driving out of the area when I notice something fly by his car window. I thought it was just debris from the road, like a newspaper page or something. Then it hit me, and I remember saying "Dude, did you leave your food on top of the car?" Suddenly Roger looked at me like a mother who just realized she left her child behind at the store. After we both exchanged that, "oh shit" with our eyes, he darted out of the car to recover what was left of his value meal from the road.
After I laughed with guilt at the whole incident, Roger was kind enough to drop me off to pick up my senior pictures. They didn't turn out too bad surprisingly, so I was pretty happy after that. Not a whole lot really happened once I got back to campus. Dana wanted to talk to me about a few things she's had on her mind, but other than that, things were pretty normal. Hopefully tomorrow will be just as good. Until then, take it easy...
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Sunday, August 31st, 2003
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Would anyone mind helping me carry the body of a 50 year old woman out of my house? She's not really dead yet, but lately she's had that expression on her face that just says. "I want to be hit over the head with a steel shovel repeatedly."
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Saturday, August 30th, 2003
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The first week of school has finally ended, giving me time sit down and break this new journal in. First off, a great thank you to Stef for finding me a code to make this possible. If it has not been written anywhere else, then let it be known that she kicks major ass...for a feminist.
I changed the title of the journal for those who haven't noticed or seen my other one, just because I thought "Logan's Journal" was a little plain. This title comes from a Pearl Jam song I listen to a lot called Given to Fly. If any of you have some time I recommend downloading it. Might want to get the lyrics first though. Eddie Vedder has a way of scrambling his singing into a code that only alcoholics can interpret.
When it comes to school, I can't really say that I have any complaints. The new juniors were pretty quiet understandably on the first day, but they seem to have loosened up to us a bit. I thought I would carry on Juan's legacy and take a few of them under my wing, but I don't think I'll be calling myself "Tai-pan" without his blessing. The workload from high school isn't as heavy as I expected, which is a good thing. Maybe I'm just used to it already, so things don't seem so bad anymore.
Everyone just seems really happy right now, which is an incredible thing to witness considering the drama of the last school year. I'm glad my friends are doing well so far, and it's great to see them all again. As for me, well, I think it's safe to say that I'm the happiest I've ever been. Things kinda took a turn for the better over the summer, which resulted in my freedom, along with a whole new outlook on life. I still have a few troubles on my mind like most people do, but not severe enough to ruin my day.
I have a really good feeling about this year, and hopefully that won't fade as the months pass. Take it easy everyone...
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Wednesday, August 27th, 2003
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This is my first entry in the livejournal world. Hopefully I'll have just as many readers, if not more as time passes and I get my writing back into gear. Gotta keep this first one short though, so take it easy...
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