Who, me?

Hey guys.
I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I PROMISE you.
There will be one soon.

It's been a busy and exciting couple of weeks so hopefully I'll come back with a fresh new post that's semi decent.

I'll be visiting the University of Arizona this weekend to start my Spring Break so when I come back, there will be for sure a post.

Hang in there readers!
Although I know there aren't many of you guys,
I thank each and every one of you that actually read this.



Have a wonderful day guys.
Till next time!

The Essence of Heart Break.

So as I sit in my humble abode as my clock strikes forty past ten, I am here, in front of my laptop, making another post about my life. Now to the reader(s) of this blog, they/he/she might be thinking, " Oh, Darrel made another post, let's see how funny or lame he is today." But to my loyal compatriots, I am sad to say that you (guys) could not be more wrong.

Behind this laptop screen is an emotional man.
He may seem tough on the outside but on the in, he is nothing more than Jell-O on a hot day. Soft and mushy.
You see, what the internet does not reveal is the past and the aftermath. As I type to you now, there is no way one could tell what happened to me or what is happening to me as this progresses, unless you were a sitting in my room with me.
Oh, how the internet can mask emotions.

What's happened to me, my readers may ask.
Well, in the course of 2 minutes, I have experienced heartbreak.
You guys may be thinking, "Oh that Darrel, he's only yanking our proverbial chains."
But I assure you. There will be no yanking of proverbial chains tonight.

What can happen in 2 minutes that would result in heartbreak?
It only takes 2 seconds for your favorite basketball team to lose.
It only takes a change of a song to ruin a good shuffle.
It only takes 2 minutes hate to...well. be hated.
And well, it only takes one response to experience heartbreak.

You see, life's a fragile piece of glass.
One event can shatter it all, and once you're done putting all the pieces back together, something else happens to make you pick up the pieces all over again and start over.
Every time you put yourself back together, you're still just as fragile as the first time you broke down. All the memories of the past don't go away, they just sit there, like the cracks in that not so perfect glass.
And so, when you delve deep into yourself, you see those cracks, those memories, and no matter if you're in one piece on the outside, you realize that it's only skin deep and that you're completely broken, and vulnerable to breaking again, on the inside.


So, back to square one.
I'm sitting here, typing, putting back the pieces of glass one by one.
I'm sitting here, in the dark, listening to Jimmy Eat World, reminiscing on the past all the while trying to get a handle on the future.

I sit here.
Typing out all my emotions as if the internet were my therapist.
I sit here.
Typing out all my emotions after my life long neighbor decided not to respond to my wall post on Facebook.

Oh, how the internet can mask emotions.




till next time.
take care.

The Real Madness of March.

Have you ever even thought about putting nacho cheese in your hot Cheetos?


....neither have I.

But an innovative group of Freshmen introduced this to me and my neighbor a couple months back as we were selling ice skating and Rock N Runway tickets.

What was presented before me, coupled by the smell, could only be described in one word, putrid.
No offense, but the concoctions of the cafetorium aren't exactly the healthiest of foods. What ever happened to that healthy foods initiative anyhow? I see kids around campus walking around with a bottle of coke and a bag of donuts, just enticing diabetes to come and take refuge into their bodies. But that's besides the point.


I woke up this morning at 8:06 a.m.
The condensation of the luke cold morning air was running rampant through the Hills, and I was still at home. Sitting. Walking. Waiting. In my house for 9:10 a.m. to come.
This may seem like any other Thursday to the average joe. Get up. Go to school or work. All the while waiting for Friday to come.
But for me, this Thursday was different.
No, it's not because it's the day after UCLA admissions came out (which I still haven't checked).
and no, it's not because I'm dreading the chemistry class I will have on Friday.

This Thursday was different because it marked the beginning of one of the greatest events known to man.
This Thursday marks the beginning of 3 weeks of nonstop glued to the TV action that has no comparison.
This Thursday, at 9:10 a.m., marks the beginning of me not contacting anyone but my closest friends and of course family while soaking up all the basketball goodness I can.

This Thursday marks the start of March Madness.

The only time of year where sitting at home for 12 hours straight is permitted just because you want to see that #16 seed upset the #1 seed.
It's the only time of year where you wake up, turn on the tv, eat breakfast while getting dressed, turn off the tv, rush to your car and get to school as fast as possible so you can find your favorite teacher's classroom, plop onto the couch and catch the game you had put off just to get to school.

Yes, yes. I can proudly say that this may be my 4th and last March Madness that I fully cover and root for the Pacific 10. After this, I'll either pledge my allegiance to the Wildcats of Arizona of the Tigers of the Pacific and I will be so consumed with finals to actually care. Why do I even care in the first place? Just the mere thrill alone should be enough, but as I flirt with graduation, I realize that all of this now is fickle and I won't even remember it in a couple months. So with that, I will soak in every last bit of this last possible March Madness that I can. As this marks me moving on to big and better things in a sense, like everything else that's occured this year. It's a maturation process that everyone goes through at one point in their life. Whether it be through a silly Basketball tournement that occurs every year, or anything else that's spontaneous in life.

Prior to this year, if anyone asked me if I thought watching basketball all day is rediculous, I would simply respond to them, "no."
But this year, I'll gladly contradict myself.
As I've realized that the only thing more mad than March Madness is the sight of Hot Cheetos slathered with nacho cheese.


thank you to jenPHO for the inspiration.
so until next time.
take care.



HAPPY 18th to my most favoritest neighbor in the world. love ya justine!!!
hope you have the most wonderfullest day.
and for you. a flower. from my home's garden. i took it today.


bye!

Back again for the first time.

So, I created this thing back in august of 2007. I had a couple posts but they were so emo, I really didn't know what I was thinking. So, I'm going start this thing back up again, update you on my day or just use it as a place for my new photos.


I should be reading Pride and Prejewdice. But I'm not. I don't see how people enjoy this book. Well, I mean I can, but being the narrow minded person I am, I'll choose not to acknowledge the fact that this book might be the least bit enjoyable. Who woulda thunk that a book about 19thcentury women and marriage would have literary merit.


Anywho...the college season is amongst us and it's great to see people get in to where they wanted. For me, the mystique of the acceptence letter has died since December when I got into Pacific and Arizona, so it's been a nice couple of weeks seeing others get in to prestigious schools. It's half way through, but hey, the big time schools are still out there....I know I'm not the only one looking forward to UCLA, Berkeley, and all those other private schools. A little note to the Facebook community out there though. Please stop posting evey single person's status update please. I don't think everyone in the world needs to know if someone got into UC Davis.


So, if you guys know me at all I've gotten involved with the Red Cross within the course of the last....8 months and I could honestly say it's been the better 8 months of my life. Whether it be spending time with the club at school (club of the month...HOLLAA!!) or just being at the chapter, I can honestly say I've never been more content with life. Just to reminisce on this past school year, even though it's not over, it's been such a great year building up Canyon's Red Cross to where it is today. We finally earned a tad bit of respect in the OC. The members and the board have made it such a memorable year and I should say thanks for the memories to each and everyone of you! With that said, we, the board, will be picking the second comings to follow up this great year. It's pretty exihlerating if I say so myself. The next two week's lunches and after schools will be filled with interviews and application reading, sounds like a blast doesn't it? Well on top of board elections, Rock N Runway is THIS SATURDAY! My how time flies. Now that Spring Fling has been cancelled(if you didn't know...surprise!), I'll switch all my attention towards Rock N Runway and having a great time! For those of you that don't know it's a fundraising event that benefits youth across Orange County for the summer camps that are put on by the American Red Cross every summer. Money raised goes to scholarships for LDC so you guys should go! Presale tickets are 10 bucks and 18 with a shirt. It shouldn't be all that hard to find tickets to be honest. 12 dollars at the door! Afterwards...fast forward to Tuesday and it'll be our second training, and I'm so stoked. I've got some camp songs ready to go...


Enough of my blabbering. I kind of got off on a tangent and that's pretty bad.
Anywho. I should get back to watching Friends and not reading Pride and Prejewdice. There needs to be some sort of fast forward button on life, like Click. I just want to get through school, without losing the times in between. Oh wells.

2008-2009 CHS RC

57 days left of school.
57 days till it is adios Canyon.
57 days till Summer graces our presence.

So until next time.
Have a good one!