Just Another Teen Movie

So it’s doppelganger week. A doppelganger is someone who looks like you and vice versa. Some people say Chris Chambers’s of the Kansas City Chiefs (Miami Dolphins and SD Chargers Fame) looks like Chris Tucker of Rush Hour/Friday fame. Well, instead of relating to people, I want to challenge you to relate yourself to a movie. Any movie. What movie would that be?

Am I the only one who thinks that I can email MTV and push a reality drama about my life? Kind of like The Buried Life or My Life as Liz or something stupid hipster like that. Well, earlier in my life I felt I had so much drama as a teenager. I was a nobody. I only had a certain amount of friends, I hardly ever partied, I never drank, I never smoked weed. Now, look at me, I’m 21, drinking, I smoke every once in a while (social smoker), and I’m still a loner. HAH.

I look back at my life prior to this day and I think about everything that helped mold me to the person I am today. Not having that many friends was a great thing because I look at some of the people that I would have hung out with and they amount to nothing in life now. They still have lots of time to pick up the slack but my best friend and I totally agree that the people that WOULD HAVE been our friends are going no where in life and it’s sad.

So it’s time to pick up the pace. I’m glad I went to Kaplan/Maric because it introduced me to awesome people. It’s kind of like “Pay It Forward” but in a different way. I met my big sis @__cupcake (April) through Kaplan and then she branched me off to her friends like @adobo24 (RahRah aka Jeff aka brodobo aka adobro) and @kevin_torres (CaChooKaDinHo). I met @ItBeStrider in my 3rd semester into the program, along with @djaemac (Jae aka Jesus) and @naksukow (Earl aka Earl of Earl). @ItBeStrider introduced me to @oooCHRISTINEooo (Christine) and @GIRARDsays (Girard). @naksukow introduced me to @LovelyMissTyne (Tyne). @Mr_Moralde (Reggie aka Reggie Miller) who is like my Big Bro who introduced me to @Halfblack_Mamba (Burnett) and @teppii (Tep). It’s awesome. I couldn’t be any happier having such blessed friends.

That being said, these people have their lives STRAIGHT and I love them all for it. I told them that when they graduate, on top of their own shindigs, I would be more than willing to throw/host a BBQ at my pad upon their graduation. I’m so proud of these people. So proud. These people will be nurses within the next year. I love it. They make me so proud. This is the crowd I love. They’re so goal-oriented and I am blessed to have them in my life. These people are angels in disguise.

This blog entry is dedicated to the Bo, Jae, Reggie, Earl, April and the rest of the Kaplan Buddies.

Transmission

Shoutouts to my boy Bobby M. from THEGARAGEBOYS. Follow him on twitter at @BMONTEFALCON.

I just want to blog about my love for music. Music is VERY therapeutic. In nursing school, we learned about therapeutic techniques like breathing, massage, or PHYSICAL stuff. How about music? When I jam out or even when I hear a good song, my mood changes. If I’m mad at the world, I’ll pop in some Devil Wears Prada. If I feel like I’m in love, I’ll listen to some Robin Thicke or Michael Buble. If I want to MAKE love, I’ll listen to that R. Kelly, Keri Hilson, or The-Dream. We all have those times where there is nothing to do but think. We can’t be surrounded by friends all the time. We’ll be stuck in traffic coming home from work or school with no one to talk to or nothing to tweet about because you’ve tweeted 5 times within 2 minutes about how whack the traffic is. Well, pop in a CD, iPod, or cassette and zone out.

When I listen to certain songs, my life just gets better all of a sudden. Music is like magic. Some people can make magic while others love to watch. We know magic is not real and it sometimes is fiction or even just a figment of our imagination but to zone out and just think to ourselves that this magic is real, then that is when it becomes therapeutic. I’m not talking about Bitches or Hoes or G5 jets or Cristal or whatever. I’m talking about lyrics, melodies, tunes. I’m not going to lie though, when they play stuff like that at a club or wherever, people are known to break it down (ahem* TEP AND APRIL *ahem) but that’s the beauty about music. Forget alcohol. Music is the ultimate liquid courage. Some of us are not great musicians or singers but we are very closeted with that aspect of our life. We all love a little tune in the shower, do we not?

When I go to a concert, much like Kanye West’s Glow In The Dark tour, I didn’t hear the album cuts, I heard LIVE remixes. It was great to see that musicians have such great talent to do things like that. It’s like watching a magic show and you ask yourself, “How does that work? How did that happen? This is too good to be true.” I’m not just a hip hop lover. I love all kinds of music. I remember asking my friend Mary Jo when we were in elementary school what kind of music does she like and she answered, “Good Music”. There’s no other way I can explain it. If you saw my Driving Playlist on my iPod RIGHT NOW, I have Black Eyed Peas, Glee Cast, Jay-Z, Trey Songz, Young Money, Vitamin String Quartet, Radiohead, Kid Cudi, Shakira, and many others. This is GOOD MUSIC to me. It may not be to you but sometimes, I don’t like the music you may listen to. There’s tones that strike the lymbic system that just soothes the body.

So next time you’re stressed, mad, pissed, loved, or any other emotion, go to Mt. Soledad in La Jolla, pop in your iPod, set it to that Incubus “Wish You Were Here” and stare out into the Pacific.

Much Love, Allen Ray…

You’re a Jerk (I know)

I’m not gonna lie. I’ve been liking this girl for quite a while now and I just figured out that she’ll be a friend and that’s all it could be. I treat her like the angel she is. I’m never going to tell her that I like her because I don’t want to ruin what we have as friends. Whenever we hang out, I get butterflies in my stomach that I just want to shit out because of the fact that it will never be more than just friends.

The reason why I never told her, yet I know she would never dig someone like me is because she likes…JERKS. Fuck my life bro. JERKS. Nice guys always finish last. No matter the situation. I took a girl out on a date to dinner and a movie one time and nothing came of that. We’re JUST FRIENDS. I paid for the dinner and everything. Hell, I don’t even talk to her anymore and that’s why I feel so abused with girls like that. They’re just GIRLS. Not women, just GIRLS.

“Girls like bad BOYS. WOMEN like nice GUYS.” Tell me a girl that would date a nice guy like me and I’ll show you a good time. HAHAHA. No. Really. I believe all women have a chance at being treated like a queen. To be treated like a woman is supposed to, with respect. But if the only way to your heart is to treat you like a dick, then I have way less respect for you. Independent woman or not, you’re not independent because you don’t know what’s the difference between good and bad. There was a time where this other girl I dated told me about every guy she dated after me and how each and every one of them didn’t call her back. It’s a game ladies. It’s a game.

Haven’t you heard of the 3 day rule? A guy gets your number, doesn’t call you for 3 days, and then all of a sudden, they call? It’s a game. Don’t play it. If a guy treats you like a “game”, then it’s fair play. Let’s face it, every guy and girl wants to play hard to get but during those 3 days, both of you guys are sweating bullets. The girl is stuck at home, IM’ing or tweeting to her homegirls about, “Is he going to call me? I really like him. He’s cute.” And the guy is thinking at the same time, “Should I call her? No. I don’t want to seem too anxious.”

So, instead of playing games, instead of hiding behind corners, I’m going to sit here while all these jerks come to you. When you’re ready for a real relationship, I’ll be here. I’m not going to wait but if the heart allows to, I will be here, ready for you. Until then, I’m fine with being a GOOD GUY and being a GREAT FRIEND.

For all you boys spitting game, I want you to understand that you’re being fake. If that is the true you, then I feel sorry for the girl you’re dating because you’re just a dick. I know some of my friends that are like that. Just dicks and I think to myself, “Their girlfriend deserves so much better.” I’m not talking about me but that woman needs a good guy. So quit being fake and show your true side. Otherwise, you’re just another two-faced person.

“I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.” –Freddie from AutoFashion

Class is Now in Session…

Sit down everybody. Take a seat. Let me school you on something I like to call “class”. Class can be defined as “elegance, grace, or dignity, as in dress and behavior”. I like to pride myself as having class when needed. Young bucks don’t really appreciate true class so I like to associate myself with the older crowd. I’m more mature than most think and a lot of my closer friends can attest to that. I don’t really like to fraternize with people my age, the 21 year crowd. It’s really bad. I grew up under my Gramma’s wing and I was brought up as a Momma’s boy kinda. I bit my tongue when it’s not needed, I didn’t speak up towards anyone, I held doors open for anyone walking in or out, and I always held my farts until I was in the bathroom. I had manners and I had class.

Someone told me that in order to get a girlfriend or to even have a girl REMOTELY interested in me, I would have to be a jerk. I tried it. I don’t care too much for it. I want my girlfriend and even my friends to know me as the guy that was nice to everyone. I don’t like to be rude, especially to women. So being a jerk will not work for me. I want a woman to like me for who I am. I don’t want to be a jerk until we’re finally going steady and then I’ll turn into a fucking simp. No. I want to be a simp straight up. I want to be chivalrous. I want to pay for dinner. I want to pay for that movie. I want to bring you flowers on the third date. I want you to meet my parents. I definitely want to meet yours.

I’m 21 now. I’m not 18. Only young bucks play those stupid games. Have nothing fights. If we’re going to fight, it better be for a damn good reason. I’m not about to fight over nothing and have make-up sex because you don’t know why I didn’t like your PB&J sandwich you packed me for lunch. Someone asked me if I grew from my previous relationship and I told them that I did. Will I get to prove it? We’ll have to see. I’m not sure. I was interested in someone but not anymore. I’d much rather have you as my friend than ruin what we have. If it turned into anything more, I just want to let you know that I will treat you like a Queen.

My good friend Kenny Dao of the San Diego Street Fighters fam (check out the blog at http://sdstreetfighters.wordpress.com) said, “A gentlemen will always be a plus, even when the girl lacks the class to appreciate it”. If a woman cannot appreciate the fact that I am showing her the respect that she deserves and abuses me for my class, then she can go into that group of other GIRLS that are looking for a free dinner or free movie.

So, ponder this lyric for me. Check out a Tagalog to English translator.
“Uupo na lang at aawit
Maghihintay ng pagkakataon
Hahayaan na lang silang
Magkandarapa na manligaw sa’yo
Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito
Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara
Idadaan na lang sa gitara”

Do you still talk to your FIRST love? No I don’t. I don’t even remember her name to add her on FB.

What was your FIRST alcoholic drink? 151

What was your FIRST job? Game Advisor at Gamestop on Plaza Blvd

What was your FIRST car? 2006 Scion XB

Who was the FIRST person to text you today? No one. It’s 5 in the morning

Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? The next person I’m going to kill.

Who was your FIRST grade teacher? I think it was Mrs. Johnson or Jackson.

Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane? Philippines

Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk? Jamaal Abbazabba and we don’t talk anymore

Where was your FIRST sleep over? My dad’s house

Who was the FIRST person you talked to today? Sandy Ravage

Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time? Super Old school. My gramma’s friend in the Philippines

What was the FIRST thing you did this morning? MW2

What was the FIRST concert you ever went to? Britney Spears / O-Town in Vegas

FIRST broken bone? Left arm in Elementary school jumping the horse in Gymnastics

FIRST piercing? None but I’m going to get gauges

FIRST foreign country you’ve gone to? Philippines

FIRST movie you remember seeing? Lion King at Plaza Bonita

When was your FIRST detention? Middle School I think

Who was your FIRST roommate? none

If you had one wish, what would it be? get my xB back

What is something you would learn if you had the chance? Guitar

Did you marry the FIRST person to ask for your hand in marriage/ you asked to marry? Never asked/been asked

What was the first sport you were involved in? Flag Football in Elementary school. That or AYSO Soccer

What were the first lessons you ever took? Karate

What is the first thing you do when you get home? Depends what I have planned and/or where I came home from.

Who do you think will be the next person to post this? @nerdVITZ or @__cupcake

The Human Heart

I love the human heart. I love the paths it takes you on. I love how my mind is telling me no, but my body!! My body is tellin me—ok so anyways. I met a truly awesome soul today. His name is Tae K and he’s a 26 year old college student. He had this dream of backpacking through the USA on a scooter just like mine, a 50cc Honda Ruckus. Here’s the caveat; in most states (if not all), a 50cc engine canNOT ride on the freeway. He told his parents back home in Korea that he will be going to Canada for school. Think again…

He started his journey in St. Louis, Missouri. He bought a ruckus at a local dealership and thus began his journey. Months later, he shows up to my doorstep in San Diego, CA. Amazing guy. I offered him and my friends a taste of the Philippines (no romo) and served them lumpia and pancit. Tae LOVES beer but I had no beer except for that Nasty Ice (Natural Ice). We ate and we talked about his journey and where he plans on going.

8600+ miles from the starting point, we’re departing my house on our way to Temecula. My ruckus is down for the count so I offered to escort him and the riders to Temecula through the mountains and Pala reservation. Almost 2 hours, 1 avoided spill, 1 dirt road, and many miles later, we reached Pechanga Casino in the heart of Temecula. We parted ways from there as he headed north through Corona and east into Anaheim to stay at a fellow member’s house, ridding him of hotel costs.

I was so moved to see and meet this guy. This is a once in a lifetime experience (not really but WHO WOULD WANT TO DO THIS AGAIN?). He followed his dream and is well within reach of his goal city of San Francisco. His visa expires in the end of February so he has a lot of time. I just want to dedicate this blog entry to anyone who follows their heart.

–dedicated to the LEGENDARY Wan and Tae K–

It’s the inside that counts

Hello again. It’s been a minute since I’ve updated this blog. I’ve been messing with other blogs like Xanga and the SDSF WordPress, but because people are starting to blog on their own blogs again (namely cupcake), I want to start mine again. On the adventures of my life and to dwell into yours.

I’ve begun a journey the other day that I’d like to chronicle. It’s the Journey to 220. It’s about my fight for better health, self-esteem, and love. I used to weigh about 230+ lbs out of high school. I was in the best shape of my life during my Freshman and Sophomore years because of JROTC and water polo. I was avid at sports. I loved football, water polo, and I loved to work out with my Drum Corps. Everyone knows that when you get into a relationship, you blow up. I did for sure. I blew up to a peak of 290. Right now, I’m currently sitting at 280. My Journey to 220 is a title I gave my goal to hit 220 lbs by my birthday (May 26).

Better Health: Being obese can lead to many complications, some of which I am/have already experienced. Those complications can be hypertension (high blood pressure), high cholesterol levels, diabetes, clogged arteries, and etc.

Self-Esteem: Sure, you may be happy that you are YOU, however, are you happy that you weigh so much and are eating your way to an early death? I’m not. I want friends to look at me and be like, “Damn. Allen lost ‘hella’ weight.” That’s the positive reinforcement everyone needs. I can’t wait to see my results.

Love: I’ve been single for almost 2 years now and I want to look good for the next one that comes along. I was very lackluster in my dieting and exercise in my previous relationship so I want to up the ante. I don’t want to settle for ANY girl. I have standards now. Standards that I must reach and make. The Black Eyed Peas said it perfectly, “Meet Me Halfway”. I want to show the world that I am back and in charge of my life.

That being said, just remember, it’s what is inside that counts (no romo).

borrowed from Cupcake-Schmupcake’s blog @ http://cupcake-shmupcake.blogspot.com/

Ten Things About you right now
1. My arms hurt from Friday’s workout
2. Talking to my cousin on XBL about cars
3. Drinking water
4. Just finished going 16-6 on COD:MW2 on Team Deathmatch
5. I want my sister to take out my white hairs
6. Thinking about that triathalon
7. Trying to figure out how much money to spend this week
8. I still need to clean my room
9. I need to take apart the ruckus to diagnose the problem
10. Thinking about who can be in my empty picture frames

Nine Things I Wish I Could Say To Nine Different People.
1. Congratulations on your baby.
2. Dude, you need a ruckus.
3. I want to unfollow you SO BAD but it’s rude.
4. Stop fucking calling me because I’m not gonna answer.
5. If you call my cell phone and it goes STRAIGHT to voicemail, my plan is working.
6. Someone is an attention-whore.
7. Thinking about you makes me smile. There’s honestly nothing bad about you. You’re just a bundle of joy.
8. You don’t call me anymore and I’d like to let you know you’re a hoe. Kthxbye.
9. When are we gonna go out and salsa?

Eight Ways To Win My Heart.
1. Smile
2. Simplicity
3. Do NOT buy me food
4. I’m a momma’s boy. If you don’t like my family, then you can fuck off.
5. As much as I hate my sister, love her. Samesies with my mom.
6. Get along with my dad.
7. Get along with my friends. They’re just as close to me as my family.
8. Do unto others as you would like done unto you.

Seven Questions That Cross My Mind.
1. How many calories did I just eat?
2. Should I move out?
3. When will my arm stop hurting?
4. Why am I your friend still?
5. Why, Nate Kaeding, WHY?!
6. Why does everyone have to be tailored to YOU?
7. Do you this girl LIKE ME?!

Six Things I Do Before I Go To Bed.
1. Shower
2. BBall shorts or PJs
3. Watch Glee on DVR
4. Check FB and Twitter
5. set the clocks if needed
6. Brush my teef

Five People Who Mean A Lot To Me.
1. Mom
2. Sister
3. Grandparents
4. Randy (no romo)
5. Dad

Four Things I Am Wearing Right Now.
1. BBall shorts
2. Shirt
3. XBL Mic
4. Boxer Briefs

Three Songs I Listen To A Lot, Lately.
1. Incubus – Aqueous Transmission
2. Trey Songz – I Invented Sex
3. Parokya ni Edgar – Gitara

Two Things I Want To Do Before I Die.
1. Visit Japan
2. Have a beautiful family

One Confession.
1. I really miss my xb. It kept me in touch with all my friends and I had a sense of belonging. Now, not so much.

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What the RUCK?!

Ryan Leslie’s “Gibberish”

my thoughts on this song? too many. it hits the spot. from the trumpets pre-chorus to the auto pitch correcting mr. leslie to the point where his lyrics are barely understood. i’ll post lyrics because there are actually lyrics for a song like this. but let it be known, this song is so amazing. i see your body lighting up in the moonlight.

Time is running out
please don’t baby wait
all I wanna know
lets start today
lost and love a ghost
Lost all alone
guess another lost one hits the door

Just adorable
changes into things
all I wanna know
lets start today
ask em no one knows
lost on the way
lookin for my lola, just a day

I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a date
I’m tellin I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a lovely date
Save the date
Sayin I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a day date
what is up with that
lovely day
lovey day

[Chorus]
I see your body lighting up in the moonlight
As a ghost story you stop in the moonlight
I wanna feel you in the dark when you do right
Do right right there, there yeahhh
As in the dark you light up in the morning
I’m single and I want that by all means
I’m single, and you got what I want that
Want that right there, right there

Time is running out
please don’t baby wait
all I wanna know
[ Find more Lyrics on http://www.mp3lyrics.org/uakX ]
lets start today
lost and love a ghost
Lost all alone
guess another lost one hits the door

Just adorable
changes into things
all I wanna know
lets start today
ask em no one knows
lost on the way
lookin for my lola, just a day

I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a date yeah
I’m tellin I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a lovely date
Save the date
Sayin I’ll date you
I’ll take you on a day date
what is up with that
lovely day
lovely day

[Chorus]
I see your body lighting up in the moonlight
As a ghost story you stop in the moonlight
I wanna feel you in the dark when you do right
Do right right there, there yeahhh
As in the dark you liqht up in the morning
I’m single and I want that by all means
I’m single, and you got what I want that
Want that right there, right there

[Bridge]
You know I want you right there
said I want you baby
You know I want you right there
right there oooh
You know I want you right there
what is up with that lovely day day

[Chorus]
I see your body lighting up in the moonlight
As a ghost story you stop in the moonlight
I wanna feel you in the dark when you do right
Do right right there, there yeahhh
As in the dark you light up in the morning
I’m single and I want that by all means
I’m single, and you got what I want that
Want that right there, right there