tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40140077865389342162011-09-15T08:36:10.021-06:00Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.comBlogger2201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-91086936144328122142010-12-15T23:25:00.001-07:002010-12-15T23:30:06.515-07:00

It's late. I'm in the hospital cuz of this bugger Pneumonia. I'm bored, completely miserable and feels like I'm dying. It's times like this I realize I'm waiting for something. Constantly. I'm waiting for people. The true friends and family. That ain't avoiding or ignoring my existence. That won't avoid the topic of my health or my sanity. That won't ignore my call/text. That won't find

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If you read my previous blog post Crazy Birthday Dinner, you'll know I ran into my ex at a friend's 21st birthday dinner. Awk. ward. Since then she has been calling me and contacting me all sorts of ways. She's finding excuses to talk to me, and using stuff like her motorcycle to try and buffer the awkwardness between the two of us. So this week's Weekly Tunes is dedicated to her. Yes, I just

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If I can look at your smile every day...I would. If I can make you completely mine...I would. If I can tell you my darkest fears and secrets...I would. If I can pick you up from the ground and hug you like never before...I would. If I can lift you up from the ground just to give you a kiss...I would. If I can serve with you...I would. If I can...I would. If only I could.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-90292359608947898862010-12-09T22:36:00.000-07:002010-12-09T22:36:39.046-07:00

Two days ago is the 69th Anniversary of the Attack of Pearl Harbor. More than 2000 military personnel and civilians died on that day and somehow, for some reason, it seems like majority of the people don't remember what happened 69 years ago let along how many lives were lost that day. I remember when 9-11 happened, I remember when the people around me looking so lost and lonely in the crowds

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-76193256942531286962010-12-06T00:30:00.000-07:002010-12-06T00:30:54.511-07:00

I can't believe I completely forgot about Weekly Tunes until now. No, I haven't been procrastinating, just completely forgot about it through my productive Sunday. Don't got much in mind for this week's song but John Turner never steered me wrong. Plus, his voice just screams country Enjoy. Josh Turner- South Carolina Old Country

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Couple days ago, I got invited to one of my high school friend, Tiania's birthday dinner. Since her birthday was on a weekday (Nov 30th) she decided to move the dinner to Friday to accompany everyone's time. She just turned 21 and of course, thought it would be a great idea to go eat at BJ's Brewery. I excitedly accepted her invitation and was looking forward to the dinner all week. I had no idea

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Dad, Sarah, and I spend the weekend in Oklahoma. Yesterday was Dad's birthday and he planned something for the entire family to enjoy. We left Grandparents' house early on Friday morning and drove to Stillwater, Oklahoma, where Mom spend her undergrad years there. After eating lunch at Red Lobster, Dad took me around town. We took what he called a "memory visit" and went around the places that

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You can say that today was our first Thanksgiving. Sarah's "first" Thanksgiving and walking around my Grandparents' place like there's no tomorrow. And of course, our first Thanksgiving without Mom. Or rather, with Angel Mama. Wednesday early morning, we started the drive to my Grandparents. The drive was nothing too crazy, just a long drive and we only stopped once. Dad and I got some

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-12309946974396326042010-11-21T21:03:00.000-07:002010-11-21T21:03:26.347-07:00

After attending an event for a psychology extra-credit, I stopped by a coffee shop and brought a small pastry. In ways it was my time away from Sarah so I thought it's nice to take a break and people watch for awhile. As I was ordering my pastry, I saw a couple walked into the shop with a stroller. The couple looked like they recently graduated college, got married, and now are the parents of a

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Due to a stupid decision of mine, I'm suffering through the pain with no way of making me feel better. I've been cussing, praying, and yes, even crying, that's how much pain I am in. And somehow all the craziness reminded me of this song. Listen: Tim McGraw- I'm Only Jesus

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-37380994039628104082010-11-12T13:15:00.001-07:002010-11-12T13:20:55.043-07:00

Real apologies that I forgot to put this week's Weekly Tunes It's been a long week plus I caught the flu so guess I completely forgot it til now. Anyways, I've been a fan of Zac Brown Band for a long time. And as soon as I heard this song, I was blown again. Another great song by the Zac Brown Band indeed. Have a listen: Zac Brown Band- Highway 20 Ride

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-81264211543243224472010-11-11T09:34:00.000-07:002010-11-11T09:34:01.593-07:00

First and foremost.... Happy Veteran's Day to all the veterans throughout the world. Thank you for your service and sacrifice. "A Veteran is someone who, at one point in their life, wrote a blank check payable to the USA for an amount up to, and including, their life." Lately I have been feeling pretty down. With the stress going on around the house, the effects of SCI, catching the flu,

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-39834396424490069682010-11-03T09:50:00.000-06:002010-11-03T09:50:32.381-06:00

I wrote this after visiting my friend Kingsley at the hospital. He’s currently fighting a cancer so rare; they don’t even have a name for it. I don’t know how I would feel coming back to this place. Last time I was here, I saw my 5 year old cousin fought a war against brain cancer. Last time I was here, I saw him took his final breath as he proudly lay down his arms in this war. I didn’t know if

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-6703825616437604762010-10-31T10:22:00.000-06:002010-10-31T10:22:41.289-06:00

Real quick... Hope that everyone is having a good weekend and wish you guys a happy and safe Halloween! Remember to Trick-Or-Treat safely! Not sure about you guys but personally can't believe tomorrow will be November. Is it just me or 2010 is going by really fast?! This week's Weekly Tunes...it's one of those songs that I wondered how I have live this long without discovering it. Truly is

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-9720895679656864482010-10-30T13:15:00.000-06:002010-10-30T13:15:04.820-06:00

“…those who are dead are not dead. They just live in my head…” I think ever since I heard that song by Coldplay, those two lines are forever embedded in my head. Because when I have the days when I miss Mom, miss my family and friends, I think of this line: “They just live in my head…” I swear that makes me sound like I’m psycho. Don’t it? Some nights ago, as I was trying to retrieve one

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-63786068430916313282010-10-24T21:33:00.000-06:002010-10-24T21:33:59.417-06:00

I have never been so frustrated with myself. This has yet to be one of those difficult Sundays. Had a lot of things to take care of/do but my body just didn't want to listen. Started the morning with some major spasms then continued with low blood pressure. Then seemed like everyone want to be in this "party" as I keep getting signs of Dysreflexia and had no $%^&ing clue why. My body was

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-22637960341163321442010-10-24T04:41:00.001-06:002010-10-24T10:04:21.116-06:00

There are reasons why I faded away from using Pandora.com after I discovered Last.fm There always tends to be a few times when you are listening to a certain station (say country) and they give you something completely random and not related (like metal). Usually I have a huge on my face and that tends to get me to leave Pandora. But last night, Pandora introduced me to Lynyrd Skynyrd.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-38564506225622991842010-10-22T10:12:00.000-06:002010-10-22T10:12:12.230-06:00

This Monday, as soon as I got on campus, my attention got geared towards the sign they have around the trees. Turns out, this week is Breast Cancer Awareness/Memorial Week on campus. I read through the sign and sighed before going my way. Even before class, I felt this anger, this strange pulse of frustration in me. I had to rant and out comes this message that I posted through Twitlonger. This

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I just heard this song this morning by Craig Morgan. Couldn't stop laughing when I heard the lyrics, guess who it is about? Yup, you guessed right, Brett Favre. Have a listen: Craig Morgan- Still a Little Chicken Left on That Bone Also, if you have connection with the Rutger's football team, please forward this letter to both Coach Schiano and Eric LeGrand. If you haven't heard, LeGrand

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-84311463003123368042010-10-13T00:02:00.000-06:002010-10-13T00:02:10.332-06:00

Last night, some friends were talking about height, weight, BMI, and about how healthy it is. While a person continue to believe that this person's weight is not healthy at all, the person itself disagrees. She believes that she is just where she'd like and she is ok for having her current weight and BMI. And at one point during the discussion, she tried to make an argument of what she believed

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-43520386181161974872010-10-10T11:53:00.001-06:002010-10-10T11:55:09.553-06:00

There has been a lot of new country singles lately and man, there are just a few that I definitely love and can't wait for the album to be released. And last week's tunes- The Breath You Take by George Strait is one of those singles that I love. Here's another one, by the famous Billy Currington Billy Currington- Let Me Down Easy

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-11853419541860326622010-10-03T10:33:00.000-06:002010-10-03T10:33:24.530-06:00

Lately I've heard two new single by two different artist and really enjoy both of 'em. Here is one of 'em, it's a new single by no one other than the King of Country. George Strait! I think in life, people tend to go years without slowing down and think about the breath they take. George Strait sure got some amazing lyrics going on here. Enjoy the tune. The Breath You Take by George Strait

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-66456170309138138922010-09-30T14:10:00.000-06:002010-09-30T14:10:04.816-06:00

During the first day of class, my English professor introduced the class to Wordle and did an activity along with it. Wordle will take the words you entered and arrange 'em in some cool way and if you enter 'em (the words) more than once, the word will be bigger. Result is that you get this cool art! I thought I'd play around with it with the tags I've used from this blog. And here's the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-77652411263426658082010-09-26T13:40:00.000-06:002010-09-26T13:40:52.335-06:00

I came home from Church and got this email from an anonymous person: Matt, I know that this few weeks have not been easy for you. These few years have not been easy for you at all. And with yesterday, I know you'd rather be playing football than watching football. But keep at it, Matt, you'll do amazing things one day. I know you will. I am sure your Mom and Dad are both very proud of you. Keep

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-37720931768933172772010-09-25T23:43:00.000-06:002010-09-25T23:43:46.399-06:00

Spend most of today and yesterday staring and looking at what once made me whole. Looked at what made me smile with joy and at times, full of anger when we lose a game. As I stared at the middle of the field and looked at the field goals, I could hear the crowd, wild on their feet. I could hear the cheerleaders screaming on the top of their lungs. I could hear my teammates shouting both praise

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-75909373458289447962010-09-23T21:26:00.001-06:002010-09-26T00:40:55.182-06:00

I ran into good friend today while sitting in the coffee shop. He saw me and remembered about the accident. After few awkward seconds, he asked me how I was doing. I was sure he knew that it's that time of year again and with a slow reply, I told him, "Just making the best of this week." And it have prove to be a lot harder than I thought. Four years ago, my life changed. Four years ago today,

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-11858327090666742442010-09-20T22:29:00.000-06:002010-09-20T22:29:56.148-06:00

Tonight, I had the confirmation that I got no life. How? I just reached 30,000th tweet tonight. So I went ahead and took about 50 minutes to tweet something huge. You can read it here. But I know that after awhile, Twitlonger will delete a post so here it is again for good measure: For my 30,000th tweet, I'd like to stop and thank all my followers for continue to follow me and put up with my

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Three topics of discussion today First I'd like to apologize to my readers for my inconsistency reviews and posts on Knuckles Reviews. Life have been rather busy and I have put off several things on my To-Do List in order to ensure that everything runs smoothly in this household. At the same time I am trying to help save money (good thing to do in this economy?) and have started to reassessing

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-44580183900665475122010-09-12T14:11:00.000-06:002010-09-12T14:11:25.718-06:00

I have always hated it when I wake up crying because of a dream. Because most of the time, I have no clue what happened during the dream. I would open my eyes, my heart would be racing and my face would be trenched in tears. This morning was different. I was in one of those stage where you ain't really asleep nor were you awake. You're not really sure if you're dreaming or not. (Talk about

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-20699710407884076562010-09-05T12:10:00.003-06:002010-09-05T12:12:30.837-06:00

I haven't had much motivation lately to write a blog. Not sure if this just this time of the year or the fact that the good ideas in my brain are long gone. Either way, haven't blog much lately and I apologize to my readers for that. Hopefully I'll find the motivation to write soon. I found myself in many conflicts, not with people around me but with myself. Again, maybe that's because it's that

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-37003124723838734802010-08-29T11:35:00.000-06:002010-08-29T11:35:00.987-06:00

This week I found myself listen to this song over and over again. Have a listen.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-76363375456042787042010-08-22T00:21:00.000-06:002010-08-22T00:21:12.483-06:00

Recently through a friend's suggestion (Thanks Eve), I listened to a Norwegian electronic music duo called Röyksopp. After hearing Only This Moment from their album The Understanding, I got hooked. I started exploring their other albums and discovered this song from their album Melody A.M. This week, enjoy Röyksopp's Eple! Thanks Eve for introducing me to this duo! Note: This is a Live version

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-59785128602027378622010-08-21T23:32:00.000-06:002010-08-21T23:32:09.498-06:00

After hours of trying to put Sarah to bed, I finally got her to fall asleep. I was so sure that Sarah was full of excitement because she stood up by herself today. She grabbed onto my wheel and with a push, she stood up. All on her own. I was (and still am) proud of her. She's growing up so fast and exploring the world around her. So when she sat in my lap and didn't fell asleep, I thought she

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-66949143583399254772010-08-17T01:47:00.000-06:002010-08-17T01:47:55.496-06:00

For the past nights, my mind and myself have been sinking into a deeper hole. This ain't me and this ain't how I want to act but I can't get myself out of this hole. During the day when I'm out and about, I'm usually fine. Maybe because I'm busy focusing my days ahead or maybe I'm digging a deeper hole than I am realizing. At night is when the mind moves and the memories slowly become taunting

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-66677294465630744262010-08-14T23:48:00.000-06:002010-08-14T23:48:55.580-06:00

This week's Weekly Tunes is brought to you by my good friend, Anthony. You can follow him on Twitter- AnthonyMonroe Thanks Mr. Anthony! Enjoy Sara Smile by Hall & Oats Live version from 1982! Way before I was born!

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-75163082772874099772010-08-11T12:04:00.000-06:002010-08-11T12:04:45.353-06:00

She's adorable when she's exhausted. I got four days with her, we're making the best of it.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-20561153071677395452010-08-09T03:29:00.000-06:002010-08-09T03:29:35.264-06:00

Yesterday while I was waiting for Tiania at our meet up place, I saw a couple in their 60s or even possibility 70s. As I rolled by 'em, they were talking in a language I didn't recognize but I could tell they are madly in love. They talked, smiled, laughed, and even kissed. For some reason, I couldn't help myself but smiled. I guess it's those things in life you smile and thank God for. I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-62130211233667510372010-08-08T01:02:00.002-06:002010-08-08T01:12:06.062-06:00

Yesterday I decided to take a trip with Sarah in honor and memory of Mom. One of the many special thing I used to do with Mom is just to take a random trips. Trips where there is no particular destination. We just drive and stop when we wanted to and stop when we discover a place that's cool or places that's just Heaven on Earth and undiscovered by the majority of the population. Sarah and I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-65868380798444623742010-08-06T11:09:00.000-06:002010-08-06T11:09:49.560-06:00

An Insight Into Today's Youth One weekend I had the privilege to be invited to a swimming pool and BBQ party. Privilege in ways I didn't think of until after the fact. I was asked to help with one of the most if not the most important job at the party. I was to sit by the pool and make sure the kids at the party were safe. By agreeing to help the hosting family, I would receive free food and

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-8244552940309124882010-08-01T00:18:00.000-06:002010-08-01T00:18:53.689-06:00

Can't believe it's already August, wow 2010 is going by really fast! Anyways, I first heard this song on the radio and the station was talking about Mr. Kenny Chesney's new single The Boys of Fall and when the album might be released. I heard the song and froze. Froze because this song reminded me of me. This song reminded me of what I constantly call "life". This song reminded me of something

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-90417069830149061552010-07-30T00:20:00.000-06:002010-07-30T00:20:39.746-06:00

My friend Kert and I were talking about jobs. We both agreed that we need a job and somehow got into the conversation of starting our own business. At first it was a general fun and games then came my somewhat genius idea: Me: or you know what we can do. start a web comic site. like cyanide&happiness! all of their different artists are from all over the world! and they're famous! Kert: omg yes!

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-56174212105147355922010-07-27T10:39:00.000-06:002010-07-27T10:39:43.776-06:00

Last night I went to bed with a heavy heart. This morning, I woke up with a heavier heart. My family and The Ts have been family friends for a long time. My parents knew the Ts before they got married and way before I was born. They had two kids, one boy, M and one girl, M and this past October, another boy, J joins the family. The Ts truly are old and good family friends. Three years ago

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-37860972673781864842010-07-25T10:26:00.000-06:002010-07-25T10:26:42.668-06:00

This week's Weekly Tunes is brought to you by my good friend, Abbeh. Check out her Twitter at @moonchild91 (though she doesn't tweet much, trust me, I'm trying to get her to come back to Twitter!) Pray for You- Jaron and The Long Road to Love

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-80920554989641325852010-07-20T18:53:00.000-06:002010-07-20T18:53:23.432-06:00

There's a part of me that always knows that this will happen sometimes in the future, whether it's online or in person. I just didn't know it would be this soon. The same question was asked over and over today, both on Twitter and in person. "Where's mom?" And I couldn't find the words to answer the question. On Twitter, I posted a link to the blog post for that person and nothing more. In

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-65802732829241741242010-07-18T13:29:00.001-06:002010-07-18T13:30:49.353-06:00

This week's Weekly Tunes, Two Piña Coladas by Garth Brooks. Because sometimes in life, we all need two Piña Coladas, one in each hand.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-5933593258515728422010-07-12T23:44:00.000-06:002010-07-12T23:44:42.270-06:00

I think every time I have to stay in the hospital or pay a visit to the ER, I meet someone that stops me dead in my track. Or maybe it happens to me all the time and I only notice it when I'm sitting in the ER or in the hospital. Earlier this morning, I was getting some classic symptoms of Autonomic Dysreflexia. For some reason, I chose to ignore it and soon, found myself sitting in cold sweat,

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-36750746989894709962010-07-11T03:31:00.000-06:002010-07-11T03:31:12.740-06:00

First off, if you guys like Slurpee, don't forget that today is 7-11 and you can go to a 7-11 store and get your FREE Slurpee. You heard me right...FREE My very good friend Ashleigh suggested this for Weekly Tunes so here it is. Boys lie by Signal the Escape Note: If you're used to the country songs I've listed for Weekly Tunes, you might want to lower your speakers a bit. You've been warned,

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I saw and read her profile for the first time tonight. And... I cried. I cried because she knows what I'm going through but she doesn't. I cried because everything is crashing down and because I am just that big of a baby. When have I become such a cry baby, such an emo person? Crying in the dark of night and in silence being as quiet as I can so I don't wake up Sarah. Crying behind anyone's

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-13695742532224286812010-07-04T11:59:00.000-06:002010-07-04T11:59:45.965-06:00

Someone once asked me, "What it means to be patriotic?" and like a fool, I didn't answer. I just looked at the person and smiled. I guess I was too young to find a real answer. As I get older every day, I've find that many people these days are too "busy" to be thinking of such thing as "patriotic" and "Independence Day" and all that. Just this week, I've asked some kids at my friend's job what

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-88841511584520819422010-06-27T15:02:00.000-06:002010-06-27T15:02:08.933-06:00

I've never heard of The Chemical Brothers. In fact, I would probably never known they existed if I didn't go to the get together thing my friend Pedro (that's not his real name, we just call him that) hosted a week earlier. Dig Your Own Hole Album by The Chemical Brothers I asked Pedro to share some albums of theirs with me and as soon as I heard this music, I said to myself, "this has got

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-84860840430774625282010-06-22T02:45:00.000-06:002010-06-22T02:45:34.072-06:00

Climbed into my parents' vehicles and made sure it still runs. I found letters addressing to me, Dad, and Sarah. It brought me to tears but at the same time, I hope there are more letters elsewhere. I'm crying for love. God I miss her, I love you Mama.

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On Friday I wrote something on a day that I miss my parents and now, I miss my Dad bits more. Growing up Dad missed a lot of holidays, celebrations, and yes, many Father's Days. I've always thought that I'm used to Dad not being here on Father's Day. I thought I was okay looking at my friends chilling out with their Dad and having a good time together. I thought I was fine with me sitting in the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-19260349378858582592010-06-18T12:36:00.000-06:002010-06-18T12:36:47.826-06:00

Today, on the way to class, I saw a Dad and his daughter walking down the street. When I turned around again, the daughter and father were happily skipping down the street. You read me right, they were skipping down the street. I personally believe that it takes more than courage for a 40+ year old grown man to be skipping down the street in his suit, wearing a smile and sharing a laugh with his

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Once again, I'm going to apologize to you guys. I told myself last week that I was going to try and write more this week but guess that never happened. Still very busy, stressed, and all that jazz. I did finish Vince Flynn's Term Limits so there may be a book review post fairly soon. Don't have too much expectations for me though, I hate to let you guys down. Maybe it was the stress but I've

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-14735357609951521012010-06-06T06:59:00.001-06:002010-06-06T07:03:43.041-06:00

First off, sorry to my readers that I haven't written anything interesting lately and it's been a week since my last blog post. I just have been extremely busy with school and life I haven't got the time to write as much as I'd like. Hopefully things will settle down soon and I will have more time to write. Last night, Grandparents and I went out to a buffet with some friends that were in town.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-82888447892256673332010-05-30T20:15:00.002-06:002010-05-30T20:25:15.890-06:00

Spend most of the day at Arlington today. Grandpa said more inspiring things than he ever did before. Wish I had a recorder so I can record everything he said. We stopped by and saw mostly friends and family at Arlington. Grandpa introduced me to people that he knew and served with. They were his friends, his battle-buddies, and now, my friends and heroes. Grandpa even introduced me to some of

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In this age and times, fewer and fewer people know what Memorial Day truly means. Just last week I asked some kids what Memorial Day is and majority of 'em told me, "I don't know." and I found that extremely sad. I think being in the military family you grew up knowing what Memorial Day truly means. You know more than just about the BBQ and the long weekend. We know what Memorial Day truly

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-19780191073650301582010-05-23T21:27:00.000-06:002010-05-23T21:27:32.631-06:00

Completely forgot about Weekly Tunes this week. Guess I got a lot of things on my mind plus the fact I just finished watching America: History of Us on History Channel. So here's a good classic for Weekly Tunes. Join me this week and listen to "Little Girl" by Vic Damone. Gotta love the classics!

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-68907168628745195302010-05-22T20:51:00.001-06:002010-05-22T20:55:09.018-06:00

I've been weighing this on my mind ever since Mom passed away. And for weeks I tried to put it in the back of my mind. I kept telling myself that I'll deal with it later when it comes up. I didn't want to think about this because making this decisions meaning pulling myself in 3 or even 4 different directions. It'll make me hurt, it'll make me wonder about the what ifs and it'll make me wish more

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-49868627882646773102010-05-16T09:49:00.000-06:002010-05-16T09:49:48.476-06:00

I'm going to say that I actually didn't have a song in mind for Weekly Tunes. But lately I have been hearing these lines repeatedly by a lot of different people and I had no clue what they are talking about nor which song it was from. Can we pretend that airplanes in night sky are shooting stars I could really use a wish right now. So a friend told me and I thought this be a good Weekly Tunes!

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-71590067099265097602010-05-13T14:03:00.000-06:002010-05-13T14:03:20.981-06:00

This blog was written on Monday, May 10, 2010. I posted this entry after I've receive contact and permission from Mr. Michael Hyatt- CEO of Thomas Nelson Publishers- to include his name and November 29th, 2009's entry "DO YOU MAKE THESE 10 MISTAKES WHEN YOU BLOG?" on this blog entry. Thank you, Mr. Hyatt for granting me permission. I didn't know who Mr. Michael Hyatt is before I joined Twitter.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-65914533352927718332010-05-09T02:43:00.000-06:002010-05-09T02:43:34.382-06:00

As you guys know, today is Mother's Day and well...I think this week for Weekly Tunes, I'll share one Mom's favorite song with you guys. My family and I, we're a huge Country family. We listen to a lot of country music but we aren't shy to listen to other music genre's either. Because as Mom always said, "Whether you like it or not, they're playing it, so someone's got to like 'em!" Once awhile

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-26344527573698802782010-05-09T02:07:00.000-06:002010-05-09T02:07:22.613-06:00

I know I am a day early but I'll be flying home in a couple hours so I thought I'd write this now. First off, Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there. We have a Mother's Day tradition (in fact, I realized we have a lot of traditions and well, this is one of 'em) in our family. I can remember when I was a kid, I would make the card days before Mother's Day. I would pretend that I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-26064101720935082532010-05-07T12:04:00.035-06:002010-05-07T14:34:00.266-06:00

I wish I have more time to write I really don't feel like packing some more of Sarah's stuff (My grandparents are flying Sarah, Dosh, and me to the Ranch for Mother's Day weekend, more about that later) so I'm going to edit this post and write more about it! If my readers don't know what this day is about, well here's little history about it: Military Spouse Appreciation Day (Military Spouse

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-91980366702705574472010-05-02T10:02:00.000-06:002010-05-02T10:02:31.653-06:00

I think I realized yesterday that I haven't log onto my Last.fm in awhile. So I did. And somewhere between all the country much and the jazz on Last.fm, they played me this song. It wasn't my first time hearing the song but it was then I realize that shit song is kind of catchy. But then again, maybe that's what hip-hop is all about, being catchy. Join me this week and enjoy Hey Baby (Jump

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-4088082583982999452010-05-01T10:03:00.000-06:002010-05-01T10:03:17.739-06:00

Yesterday, while browsing around Military.com, I came across an article labeled, War Widows Struggle With a Special Grief and without thinking, I clicked on the link and read the entire article. The article was nothing special, it didn't teach me anything and I can't tell you about. I mean...you expect these things, even if you don't want to think or talk about it. As I got to the middle of the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-72685273021934454052010-04-26T14:20:00.000-06:002010-04-26T14:20:40.966-06:00

I, am messed up. I can't think straight and I can't see straight. It's hard for me to find the motivation to do homework/assignments. I am messed up. It took me months to finally admit that out loud, that I am truly messed up and I am truly not okay. And it took me even more time to finally decide go to talk to the school counselor. Thinking and hoping that they know the people that can help me.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-44701069683490220122010-04-25T09:51:00.001-06:002010-04-25T09:54:26.032-06:00

If you didn't know, I went to Brooks&Dunn and Jason Aldean's concert last night. I took a bunch of audio clips of chorus of songs. And at the same time, took some videos of songs, live. There are definitely a few that I would like to share with you guys (Brooks&Dunn did a tribute to the troops with their song Only In America) I'll put it up here on the blog and what not after I look through 'em

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-16871443912106300882010-04-22T20:48:00.000-06:002010-04-22T20:48:51.447-06:00

On the way home yesterday, I had the random thought of wheeling to school on Earth Day. No, I'm not trying to start something, I just felt like doing it. So today, I did just that. I "walked" to school. 3.7 miles away and it only took me an hour and of course, I "walked" back also. So HA to all those extreme tree hugging people out there. I did my part for Earth Day, I went 7.4 miles just to

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-55340579818845377372010-04-21T11:26:00.000-06:002010-04-21T11:26:41.444-06:00

I'm not sure why this is happening... For the last couple weeks, I told myself that I need a hour or so nap so I can function throughout my day, so I can have the energy to wake up from the nap feeling refreshed. So I can do my homework and assignments from both high school and college. That never happened. That, meaning, I never woke up from my so called "hour nap." Well, I actually did wake

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-69938393842760885312010-04-18T01:06:00.000-06:002010-04-18T01:06:25.003-06:00

It's been 3 weeks since Mom left for Heaven. I don't know why I'm counting the days. And it's been a longest 3 weeks I have ever encountered in my life, yet. I was numb and still am. I was keeping myself busy by taking care of Sarah and the house. And I was trying to take my mind off of Mom by thinking of Dad, wherever he is. In a way, I rather think about the possibility of Dad getting killed on

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-86551074566194075642010-04-17T13:50:00.000-06:002010-04-17T13:50:30.915-06:00

Yesterday morning, I send out a stack of letters to Nicole yesterday. Funny how much you miss someone you care about when you can't talk or see 'em. The letters I wrote well, guess I can call 'em a typical "Hollywood Letters". I asked her about OSUT, I told her about the things going on in my life right now. I told her some of my grief but didn't storm her with what really on my mind. I guess I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-13144225720879300642010-04-14T22:11:00.000-06:002010-04-14T22:11:50.117-06:00

I just spend an hour crying with Sarah on my lap. I sat with Sarah and cried while Sarah tried to cheer me up by just being herself. Tonight was PBS's premiere of When Families Grieve and initially I didn't want to watch this show. I knew it was too soon to be watching things like this and watching it would be a horrible idea. But for some reason, I DVR it. I didn't want to watch it in the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-30169405148485175332010-04-12T21:17:00.003-06:002010-04-12T21:22:02.941-06:00

Mom liked Army Wives. I never really understood the reason why she liked this show and watch it weekly but she would always tell me that it's the "drama and the crazy life that Hollywood thinks we're living" Guess she likes that side of Hollywood. Yesterday was the season premiere of Army Wives and early in the afternoon, I went to the living room to set the DVR. Dad didn't say a word as I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-17680399126679130112010-04-11T04:15:00.000-06:002010-04-11T04:15:39.432-06:00

This week for Weekly Tunes, I'm going to mix it up a bit. (I've said before that for Weekly Tunes, I'm not going to just stick to Country or American songs, I will be mixing it up once awhile) This is a Chinese song so if you don't understand a single word from this song, it's ok. It's not you, it's the song. Again, this song is in Chinese. Anyways, this is a classic love song by an artist named

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-15756168311609670452010-04-10T16:31:00.000-06:002010-04-10T16:31:41.387-06:00

Two weeks after Mom passed away, I'm still in my own little bubble. In fact, I think Dad and I are both still in our own little bubble. Somehow we still think that Mom's away. Somehow, I'm thinking that Mom went on a "deployment" and will be back before we know it. When we knew Mom got sick. I can still remember praying every night, asking God to make her feel better. Asking Him to never take

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-69030710229747937342010-04-10T16:05:00.002-06:002010-04-10T16:10:26.963-06:00

About two days ago, a good friend and one of my follower @mommytaco gave me this blog award. So a huge thank you to her It sure is an honor to be receiving this award Since this is my first time getting this kind of an award, I guess I'm just going to copy and paste a lot of the things. Sorry for being such a noob! The Rules: 1. Thank the person you received the award from. 2. Name 10

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-27030819197104238252010-04-08T00:06:00.000-06:002010-04-08T00:06:34.020-06:00

So The Christopher Reeve Foundation have a survey called Top 10 Things that Annoy People in Wheelchairs. I thought I should share because if you're not in a chair, you can learn what NOT to do when you see people in chairs. And well, if you're in a chair, then share your thoughts and even laugh about it if you think it's funny. You can find the survey here Now personally, some of 'em do annoy me

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-91221483339072037932010-04-04T01:57:00.000-06:002010-04-04T01:57:58.713-06:00

Thank you again to those who send their condolences. Truly, thank you. Someone I know but never met before and I got talking today. She told me, "I know you're hurting...I'm a Mom, I worry." And she is right, I am hurting. And I will for a long time. People tell me I should put myself first, that Sarah and Dad will be ok and I should most definitely take care of myself first. But I can't, I

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-4580255254580325132010-04-02T21:19:00.003-06:002010-04-02T22:08:37.625-06:00

First off, thank you for everyone's comments and support you guys are giving me. A lot of people have read my last blog and been asking me if I'm doing ok or if I'm alright. And well...here's your answer... On the way home from the Commissary, the radio played Darryl Worley's I Miss My Friend. Midway through his sentence, Dad stopped talking and never continued. I may have said before that we

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-74257992594469859212010-03-30T11:54:00.000-06:002010-03-30T11:54:47.464-06:00

First off, sorry for not being extremely talkitive lately. Sorry to those whom I kept giving hints to what's going on in my life but ever truly said what's going on. I know when people does that to me, it frustrates the hell out of me. So really, sorry. And sorry for sounding rude, irritated, pissed, bitchy, and so forth and so forth to anyone over IM, phone, online, or on Twitter. There's just a

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-38109538428339608042010-03-28T00:02:00.000-06:002010-03-28T00:02:34.111-06:00

Why did she have to go So young I just don't know why Things happen half the time Without reason without rhyme... Makes no sense to me I just have to believe She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting And I know she's smiling saying Don't worry 'bout me Loved ones she left behind Just

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-30215493187028692922010-03-21T14:07:00.000-06:002010-03-21T14:07:08.597-06:00

For weeks, I didn't know what I was going to do for Spring Break. For weeks, I didn't know if Mom was going to feel ok enough for us to drive to University of Oklahoma, to my Grandparents' in Texas and even to College Station. But on Friday afternoon, when I was still at school, Mom emailed me and asked me if we can go to my Grandparents'. And she said we can also stop by Norman, Oklahoma to

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-35801154316312285192010-03-21T01:32:00.001-06:002010-03-21T15:35:26.148-06:00

Currently, I'm at my Granpdarents'. On Friday, Mom told me she'd like to be at my Grandparents over my Spring Break and that we can visit University of Oklahoma and Texas A&M while we're down at my Grandparents' And for some strangest reason, this song has been stuck in my head for awhile now. Guess after that baby scare during my Junior year in high school, once awhile I do think about the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-81912680987497337062010-03-14T17:12:00.000-06:002010-03-14T17:12:57.043-06:00

While putting up new music onto my iTunes, I decided to go ahead and download Brad Paisley's American Saturday Night album. If you don't know I'm a huge Brad Paisley fan not only for his music but his amazing guitar skills. And of course, even before I got the album I've heard of Brad Paisley's hit Welcome to the Future and somehow, truly speaks to me. It reminds me of the times when my

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-54116301177117798302010-03-11T20:14:00.000-07:002010-03-11T20:14:59.736-07:00

Awhile ago, I was talking Army with my good friend Edmin. I learned that he is off to to OSUT soon (or he's probably already there by now) and I told him that Nicole is going to OSUT too, just not on the same post nor the same MOS. He didn't know about Nicole and after I told him about the relationship Nicole and I have, he asked me: "Aren't you worry about you and Nicole? Aren't you guys just

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-88271411886840285102010-03-07T23:22:00.000-07:002010-03-07T23:22:37.891-07:00

I had a great 3-day weekend with Mom. We went out to Florida, hung out around Miami then drove to Grainesville and visited University of Florida. I might blog about the trip later on but for this week's Weekly Tunes, I'll just share a song that was just on the radio. Sometimes, don't you wish you know who your true friends are? Well, listen and "Find Out Who Your Friends Are!"

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-90512138696209009672010-03-02T14:00:00.000-07:002010-03-02T14:00:16.736-07:00

For some reason, I'm not taking those words too hard. Guess I'm at a point where I am just sick of waiting for the colleges and even the letter of rejection makes me happy that I FINALLY heard from 'em. You read me right, I got my first college rejection letter today. From University of Miami. It's a typical rejection letter. They tell you how "great" you are but since there's so many "great"

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-79139745396661029692010-02-28T10:11:00.000-07:002010-02-28T10:11:34.106-07:00

Last day of hanging out with Nicole before I head back home. I got about an hour or so before we need to head to the airport. Wasn't sure why, but, I couldn't sleep last night. Maybe it was because I got too much on my mind or maybe to me, if I don't sleep, Nicole and I can be together longer. (Even if she is asleep in her own room) I must of passed out because I woke up at 0900 with Nicole

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-53994947112414898872010-02-26T21:38:00.001-07:002010-02-26T21:41:02.099-07:00

In the mist of current events and the busy life between home and school, I never would have thought I would forget Sean's birthday. But...I guess I did. Sorry kiddo Up till now. When Nicole, her parents, and I are all chilling in the living room, with the TV on and talking about random thing, out of nowhere, I remembered. Tomorrow is February 27th, Sean's birthday. He would have been 6 years

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-80303972674056547052010-02-24T21:24:00.000-07:002010-02-24T21:24:28.977-07:00

There are just days now that Mama won't feel good at all. There are just days that she planned something but it doesn't turn out the way she wanted it to. Like tonight. Mama was planning on cooking us some Chinese food. She bought everything she needed but tonight, all 'em ingredients are sitting in the fridge. She was in a lot pain tonight and pain I wish I can take for her. I wish that she

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-36188366904313927112010-02-21T11:03:00.000-07:002010-02-21T11:03:02.311-07:00

I got back from my college visit last Monday (the 15th) I got sick Monday night and well, let's just say that I missed the entire week of school. FAIL! So I did nothing but stayed home, slept, and is just sick as a dog. And this week, I realized I'm glad that: I got Mom here to make Chicken Noodle Soup for me. I got Mom here to help me cough out these nasty mucus. I got Nicole to talk to me

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-37358467856863792632010-02-15T15:55:00.001-07:002010-02-15T15:55:00.609-07:00

After this trip to University of Kentucky, University of Maryland, and Ohio State, I've decided to move Kentucky as my last choice and then Maryland and Ohio State will be on my top three choices.

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-36934724249431716052010-02-14T00:00:00.000-07:002010-02-13T23:08:59.514-07:00

Before I go onto this week's Weekly Tunes, I'd like to say HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! to all my readers who celebrate Lunar New Years. May the year of the Tiger bring you joy and prosperity! 新年快樂！恭喜發財! 年年有餘! Kung Xi Fa Cai! Kung Hei Fat Choy! This week, since I got a 4-day weekend, I traveled to Kentucky, Maryland, and Ohio to do some college visits. Be sure to read about the visits later on but on the

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-88219909176703816712010-02-07T23:06:00.021-07:002010-02-11T23:32:16.061-07:00

So in all the busy schedule of everything, I forgot to do Weekly Tunes for the week of February 7th! So here goes: I'm a huge Josh Turner fan an well, he's releasing a new album on the 9th of February! The album is call "HayWire" and it is now available where music are sold! Anyways, I haven't got the album yet but I do know one song that WILL be in the album. And after the time I've had

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-84689703001700649942010-02-07T18:16:00.000-07:002010-02-07T18:16:28.139-07:00

I think in this world...there are people that are either ignorant or just simply, stupid. They're not just simply stupid, they like to try and piss off the entire world just so they can be happy. This is a "conversation" that I "had" with this user on TeenSpot SethAsylum> I remember a while back that you weren't a Moderator, then I just saw you today and you're a Moderator and I'm like wtf?! so

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-83691149673442901552010-02-03T20:39:00.000-07:002010-02-03T20:39:08.428-07:00

I realized awhile ago that I have readers from all over the world and of course, all over the country. So talking to my friend Ashh (who lives in Las Vegas- I know, lucky right?) yesterday, she was EXTREMELY surprised to hear that I now have a girlfriend. (Really? What do you guys all think of me, some kind of lone nerdy cripple that never EVER had a girl?! Please...) Ashh is a reader of my blog

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-90739177708342248592010-02-02T21:36:00.000-07:002010-02-02T21:36:18.791-07:00

First, thank you all for the tweets and contacts about how Sarah's doing. She's a lot better now and the fever has gone down. She's on a few medications but should be back to her normal self pretty soon! Thanks guys for caring about her! Now onto the matter at hand... I'm pretty sure I need a break. A break from what? Well everything but I know that would be a fairy tale. To take a break from

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-45894458801728686982010-01-31T15:48:00.000-07:002010-01-31T15:48:54.111-07:00

Yesterday my iPod freaked out on me and all my songs from my iPod disappeared. Since I had to sell my old laptop to pay for my chair, I decided to store all my music online. Thank goodness I go ahead and did that or else I might have lost all my music yesterday. Anyways, while putting the music BACK onto iTunes, I came across Tim McGraw's new Album titled Southern Voice and decided to have a

Knuckleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12917364986610710492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4014007786538934216.post-61388813044815254272010-01-31T15:31:00.000-07:002010-01-31T15:31:11.825-07:00

So for another week, I went to Church with my friend and his family. The topic is still idolatry and today the Pastor's wife talked about having Love as an idol. Here's the 4 things that she said love can go wrong: 1. Romance 2. Children 3. Approval 4. Perfection This sermon didn't hit me as hard as the ones before but I sure can think of ways my parents idol love. (Things like putting me and

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