turn down the heat on the rice before it burns

::sighs, sits in the uncomfortably relaxing chairs of john jay library, indulging in the smell of pre-mature ambitions and time-stained libros:: "blogging" while i should be getting my latest school projects out of the way before starting what actually looks to be an eventful weekend. eventful in the sense that i'll be doing more than downing 40s in the corner of the house of mayhem. not gonna lie, i kinda miss wasted wednesdays. just kinda. but who doesnt miss the past? when actions had no consequences. so lets see, to update my 3 faithful followers...lol

priority number 1:

CASAC. whats the plan after may 2010 graduation? Credentialed Alcoholism and Substance Abuse Counselor WOW. it's really happening. me. thee irony. who better to help those needing it than someone who can empathize with an intoxicated reality? not saying i have or ever will visit a distorted reality, but you catch my drift. food for though: 65% of all inmates incarcerted are there for drug related, NON violent crimes. whatttttttt?! ::looks up and gives mommy's skirt a tugg:: "...but i though jail was to lock up the bad guys, mommy." smh

not so random thought of the day:

how people live in circles, i'll never understand. see, i'm a square (ha) but i am. oh you know, ...the turn-the-corner-without-knowing-what-youre-going-to-run-into kind of SQUARE. i suppose its something i was cursed with. apparently, "love" means making the same mistakes over and over and OVER again. bah! if thats the case, keep your circles, keep your love and make the grinch my best friend. who likes how sour foods taste, anyway?

latest buy:

thank you, karmaloop-punto-com

currently listening to:

muchas gracias, tio.

breath currently smells like:

-habichuelas without the burnt rice.