@ 5 am & wake up @ 540 am.
yesterday was max's birthday. today was church. my dad went to the PI this morning. i hope he brings back a lot of souveneirs.
-Dan.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
the only thing your plan is missing is
logic.
lol. the dean hasn't gotten back to me. ronick traded for kevin durant today. :O
how epic. i figured out some stuff w. my book. but i'm just going to keep it all hush hush until i'm completely finished. i don't want to spoil it.
-Dan.
lol. the dean hasn't gotten back to me. ronick traded for kevin durant today. :O
how epic. i figured out some stuff w. my book. but i'm just going to keep it all hush hush until i'm completely finished. i don't want to spoil it.
-Dan.
Monday, January 25, 2010
phagosaurus v. charizard.
compliments of Gorenna.
today,
i did the usual @ church. then went bowling for a couple hours w. gorenna, chris, carlo, ann, and steve. the jets lost. steve is heart broken. we were going to try to go to philly, but it rained on our parade. maybe some other time. we visited my, jaime and jess while they were studying and then played hangman. oxen. zephyr. things like that.
speaking of studying, i don't want to fall behind in school, but man. it's so gay... quite the predicament.
i'm breaking my body of work into 3 acts.
ACT I: Perspective.
ACT II: ---
ACT III: ---
I guess it'll still be called A COMPILATION OF SHIT I WROTE until i can think of a better title.
-Dan.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
all the dots are connected, now.
the picture is beautiful.
i slept over carlos after practice on friday. we listened to Bro. Mark Oliver Bernal's legendary life story. it's epic. gay porn, dildos, poop, one on one w. the top guys, car accidents, a missed wedding. very slud dog-esque.
i stayed up til 4 am editing my poetry. i'm changing the title of my book to perspective. i'm editing out all the non sense and changing some of my word choices.
so we had gem tonight. i want to bring visitors next time or maybe to bible study. we also had inital practice for holy supper.
everything makes complete sense now. i feel relieved, but i want this burden called life to pass. it sounds so emo, but it's the complete opposite.
-Dan.
i slept over carlos after practice on friday. we listened to Bro. Mark Oliver Bernal's legendary life story. it's epic. gay porn, dildos, poop, one on one w. the top guys, car accidents, a missed wedding. very slud dog-esque.
i stayed up til 4 am editing my poetry. i'm changing the title of my book to perspective. i'm editing out all the non sense and changing some of my word choices.
so we had gem tonight. i want to bring visitors next time or maybe to bible study. we also had inital practice for holy supper.
everything makes complete sense now. i feel relieved, but i want this burden called life to pass. it sounds so emo, but it's the complete opposite.
-Dan.
Friday, January 22, 2010
daydreaming about john wall.
i'm thinking i might need a new title. cause i want to show my family, and they'll draw that "wtf?" card out of their decks if they see the title. any suggestions?
i haven't slept yet, because i don't have class tomorrow. i want to watch legion after practice. which reminds me, we might have kadiwa guarding night tomorrow. we'll see.
i might trade blake griffin for mikey's first round pick.
why? so i can acquire john, the stud, wall. anything is possible. also, i need couple managers. but who? so many questions, but so much time to think. it's all just butter, baby. i love you aprille.
-Dan.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
PART 1.
i printed out part 1 of
A COMPILATION OF SHIT I WROTE.
it's just a draft. i'm excited. idk why.
schools good, but the days are so long. especially those 10:40-3:55 days. it's terrible. my brain dies around 3, then everything just goes in one ear and out the other.
the dean said she'd get back to me within a 7-10 days.
off to devotional.
-Dan.
A COMPILATION OF SHIT I WROTE.
it's just a draft. i'm excited. idk why.
schools good, but the days are so long. especially those 10:40-3:55 days. it's terrible. my brain dies around 3, then everything just goes in one ear and out the other.
the dean said she'd get back to me within a 7-10 days.
off to devotional.
-Dan.
lost.
i am "lost"
for lack of a better term.
having gone astray
or missed the way.
maybe it's just a mix up
like i, myself, have been misplaced.
and the past, present, future
were, are, and will be a mistake.
respectively.
time takes away everything so hectically.
born yesterday.
to see the world today.
tomorrow, we rest in peace.
no matter how much time we have,
it will never be enough.
i blink.
i will be.
i blink.
i am.
i blink.
i was.
you can try to prolong life,
like a staring contest does.
putting as much time
between blinks as you can.
but it's only a matter of time
before it ends.
they all want to make it last.
but i must ask,
why prolong it anymore
when the end is all i'm living for?
--------
i'm finding all the answers in my poetry lately.
-Dan.
for lack of a better term.
having gone astray
or missed the way.
maybe it's just a mix up
like i, myself, have been misplaced.
and the past, present, future
were, are, and will be a mistake.
respectively.
time takes away everything so hectically.
born yesterday.
to see the world today.
tomorrow, we rest in peace.
no matter how much time we have,
it will never be enough.
i blink.
i will be.
i blink.
i am.
i blink.
i was.
you can try to prolong life,
like a staring contest does.
putting as much time
between blinks as you can.
but it's only a matter of time
before it ends.
they all want to make it last.
but i must ask,
why prolong it anymore
when the end is all i'm living for?
--------
i'm finding all the answers in my poetry lately.
-Dan.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
1st day of the fall semester.
i'm going to try to see the dean today.
opening up the semester w. LaBelle.
3 science classes and 2 electives.
don't you know i'm so pro?
also, we went to dave and busters for feljohns going away party.
he won't be gone too long, but i'll miss that dude.
-Dan.
opening up the semester w. LaBelle.
3 science classes and 2 electives.
don't you know i'm so pro?
also, we went to dave and busters for feljohns going away party.
he won't be gone too long, but i'll miss that dude.
-Dan.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
@ ease.
in peace. calm. relaxed.
be prayerful. that's all.
i'm going to pull an all nighter.
get ready for church in a few hours.
the weather is going to be terrible.
should be fun.
just another day around the way.
i look forward to sundays all week.
---------
dreaming is like blowing air into a balloon.
you can only hope for so much to come true.
your expectations have to be tempered and paced.
otherwise it all blows up in your face.
pipe dreams are only in pipes
because they're the dreams we flushed down the toilet.
they pass us by along with our dead goldfish.
dream. flush.
goldfish. flush.
dream. flush.
goldfish. flush.
dreams and goldfish are a lot alike, i suppose.
childish things, really.
things we grow out of.
things that keep us entertained.
but there's so much more to this life than dreams.
aspirations to acquire things we don't need.
maybe that's the most important realization i'll ever make.
what difference does it make whether i'm rich or poor in the end?
while i say this, i acknowledge dreams are an important facet of society.
dreams are important to a lot of people.
it's just that i'm also acknowleding my acceptance of the fact that it's irrelevant.
whether i fulfill 100 dreams or 0 dreams today won't matter tomorrow.
so now, it's time to make a difficult a decision.
-Dan.
be prayerful. that's all.
i'm going to pull an all nighter.
get ready for church in a few hours.
the weather is going to be terrible.
should be fun.
just another day around the way.
i look forward to sundays all week.
---------
dreaming is like blowing air into a balloon.
you can only hope for so much to come true.
your expectations have to be tempered and paced.
otherwise it all blows up in your face.
pipe dreams are only in pipes
because they're the dreams we flushed down the toilet.
they pass us by along with our dead goldfish.
dream. flush.
goldfish. flush.
dream. flush.
goldfish. flush.
dreams and goldfish are a lot alike, i suppose.
childish things, really.
things we grow out of.
things that keep us entertained.
but there's so much more to this life than dreams.
aspirations to acquire things we don't need.
maybe that's the most important realization i'll ever make.
what difference does it make whether i'm rich or poor in the end?
while i say this, i acknowledge dreams are an important facet of society.
dreams are important to a lot of people.
it's just that i'm also acknowleding my acceptance of the fact that it's irrelevant.
whether i fulfill 100 dreams or 0 dreams today won't matter tomorrow.
so now, it's time to make a difficult a decision.
-Dan.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
wide awake.
and it took til 6:09 pm for me to wake up.
seewhahahappenedwuh:
we went bowling after practice for ateh jaime's birthday.
we went to phily diner after.
ronick slept over.
we slept @ around 7 am playing nba 2k w. samuel emobert.
and now i'm awake typing this blog. so far, that's all my day encompasses.
seewhahahappenedwuh:
we went bowling after practice for ateh jaime's birthday.
we went to phily diner after.
ronick slept over.
we slept @ around 7 am playing nba 2k w. samuel emobert.
and now i'm awake typing this blog. so far, that's all my day encompasses.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
things to look forward to
in the immediate future:
school starting up again.
seeing the dean to get my english grade changed.
sleep tonight.
in general:
church.
good music.
life.
giggles.
all in due time.
-Dan.
school starting up again.
seeing the dean to get my english grade changed.
sleep tonight.
in general:
church.
good music.
life.
giggles.
all in due time.
-Dan.
Monday, January 11, 2010
winters toll.
he kept the door closed to keep out the cold.
cold, cold memories from a cold, cold world.
a cold, cold soul buried in his in thoughts.
his minds own abode, where his own soul rots.
because the people that he sought
were the ones that never listened.
where the answers to his problems were
all that he was missing.
and now he's just missing.
face on a milk carton somewhere in your kitchen.
what is this existence?
is anybody there?
am i that impaired?
so blind i can't see anyone.
you've all disappeared.
it's only me, here.
and you will never notice.
the snow is getting deeper.
this is getting hopeless.
so i'll pack up my bags.
wrap myself up in my rags.
unfolded.
everything i had:
i sold it.
or i never had it.
or it exploded.
or it doesn't matter.
Irrelevant. like me.
he's my only brother.
malevolent as he may be,
i have no other
to turn to.
cold, cold.
like the love letters i wrote you,
i wish that i would burn too.
-Dan.
cold, cold memories from a cold, cold world.
a cold, cold soul buried in his in thoughts.
his minds own abode, where his own soul rots.
because the people that he sought
were the ones that never listened.
where the answers to his problems were
all that he was missing.
and now he's just missing.
face on a milk carton somewhere in your kitchen.
what is this existence?
is anybody there?
am i that impaired?
so blind i can't see anyone.
you've all disappeared.
it's only me, here.
and you will never notice.
the snow is getting deeper.
this is getting hopeless.
so i'll pack up my bags.
wrap myself up in my rags.
unfolded.
everything i had:
i sold it.
or i never had it.
or it exploded.
or it doesn't matter.
Irrelevant. like me.
he's my only brother.
malevolent as he may be,
i have no other
to turn to.
cold, cold.
like the love letters i wrote you,
i wish that i would burn too.
-Dan.
work in progress.
incomplete.
I fall.
So vulnerable.
So weak.
So delicate.
So close to defeat.
Yet so close to
the heaven that evades my grasp.
It's on my finger tips.
My faith is the clasp
that keeps me focused
on this promise that will come to pass.
The world is bleak,
and any moment, I can lose all I have
like a shadow fading into the past,
dust will return to dust and ashes to ash.
I will suffer. For flesh bleeds.
There are only so many breaths a man breathes.
I will not waste them on the things of this world,
but rather I will use them all, til my last, on my belief
that salvation is the only safe haven I should seek.
And so I pray thanks for all the graces I've recieved.
For wherever we are gathered,
God will wipe away our tears
I will conquer all my fears
knowing my salvation is near.
so we pray.
and we pray.
and we pray.
Amen.
incomplete.
I fall.
So vulnerable.
So weak.
So delicate.
So close to defeat.
Yet so close to
the heaven that evades my grasp.
It's on my finger tips.
My faith is the clasp
that keeps me focused
on this promise that will come to pass.
The world is bleak,
and any moment, I can lose all I have
like a shadow fading into the past,
dust will return to dust and ashes to ash.
I will suffer. For flesh bleeds.
There are only so many breaths a man breathes.
I will not waste them on the things of this world,
but rather I will use them all, til my last, on my belief
that salvation is the only safe haven I should seek.
And so I pray thanks for all the graces I've recieved.
For wherever we are gathered,
God will wipe away our tears
I will conquer all my fears
knowing my salvation is near.
so we pray.
and we pray.
and we pray.
Amen.
incomplete.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
4.
the amount of different ways i learned to tie a tie today.
killing them w. the alliteration on that one.
i love our minister, bro. mark a.k.a. ka rambo. he went out to a diner w. some of the kadiwa on friday after practice and told us stories. he's really making this a year to look forward to already.
on a side note: i went 30-0. uMAD. rondo got that trip dub today.
needless to say, i want to write later if my brain isn't fried. it looks so much cooler to write in a journal w. real ink. it's just a pain in the ass to edit and it's so much easier to just have it documented online. *blank face*
-Dan.
killing them w. the alliteration on that one.
i love our minister, bro. mark a.k.a. ka rambo. he went out to a diner w. some of the kadiwa on friday after practice and told us stories. he's really making this a year to look forward to already.
on a side note: i went 30-0. uMAD. rondo got that trip dub today.
needless to say, i want to write later if my brain isn't fried. it looks so much cooler to write in a journal w. real ink. it's just a pain in the ass to edit and it's so much easier to just have it documented online. *blank face*
-Dan.
Friday, January 8, 2010
butterflies.
just thinking about it.
i miss the choir loft, but i'll see her tonight. right baby? yea yea.
-Dan.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
fall in love in chicago.
I started off the new year with a kiss from the girl I love.
Everyday it got worse. My anxiety. Why does it have to end?
In a perfect world, you come home with me and we live happily ever after.
Or maybe in a perfect world, you're all mine. Maybe this is my perfect world.
It's so easy to be pessimistic in life.
Now I'm home. Awake @ 3 in the morning thinking about you and I'm sure this won't be the last time I lose sleep to thoughts of you.
I don't want you to cry. I'll come back for you soon, so no worries, ok?
You'll probably never read this, but I love you, Aprille Bautista.
Your hubby,
-Dan.
Everyday it got worse. My anxiety. Why does it have to end?
In a perfect world, you come home with me and we live happily ever after.
Or maybe in a perfect world, you're all mine. Maybe this is my perfect world.
It's so easy to be pessimistic in life.
Now I'm home. Awake @ 3 in the morning thinking about you and I'm sure this won't be the last time I lose sleep to thoughts of you.
I don't want you to cry. I'll come back for you soon, so no worries, ok?
You'll probably never read this, but I love you, Aprille Bautista.
Your hubby,
-Dan.
Monday, January 4, 2010
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