Archive for June, 2016

   Another day, another model.
    It’s been about two weeks since my cousin bought me those POP figures. That is two weeks too long for another one, which is why I’m not waiting any longer. I have bought a figure that compliments my desk perfectly. It is the figure of my most favorite game and will sit high on my desk, in pride.
    If you know me, you should know that Fallout is my favorite game, ever. I first bought Fallout when I was a young snapper, about 14, for the Xbox 360. It was Fallout 3 to be exact. I walked through the door of Big Kids, walked over to the Xbox wall, and took a gander across the available titles. Nothing caught my eye quite like Fallout, but it was a little higher than I wanted to pay. But I didn’t want to leave empty handed, so I decided to buy it. I took it home, plopped it in and started to play. The game was horrible. I hated the game more than NASCAR for PS1. I quickly went back to C.O.D and 2k.
    Years after that day, I found myself bored of the same games and wanted to do something new. Knowing that I had Fallout 3, I chose to torture myself. But as I dove into the story of the young vault dweller, I found myself amazed. I was in love, but I wanted more guns. I didn’t want to beat everyone with a sledgehammer, but my first time through, I couldn’t find a gun for anything.
    This is when I bought New Vegas. It isn’t the sequel, but more of an additional story. Fallout:New Vegas takes place in post-apocalyptic, Las Vegas. In NV you are a character that gets shot in the head, but are saved from a Robot. As you start to travel to nearby areas, you find out pieces of the puzzle to who shot you, but also you meet new people and are able to take some amazing quests. I beat the entire game, racking up over 100 hours while finding every location, and finishing as many side quest as possible. I would play NV hours on in, every night.
     Fallout is amazing. I love the story modes. The open world helps kill time, and allows you to venture out and find new things. Also with the secret locations and weapons, it surely is a game that will keep you busy for a while. So when I found that Wal-Mart had “Vault boy” I had to grab it. I am so happy to add him to the collection, and hope to add more shortly!

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    I love that Wal-Mart employees stand around, when I have been standing (with a hundred others) waiting to be helped. But the worse part is, that the manager is on the phone, three employees are walking around, yet only 3 registers are open?
    This is stupid. Why do we have to wait, when clearly this is your job? You have lines at every register, so why are you just chilling? Any employee could grab a spot and get a few people out, relieving some of the line and helping the waiters finally get home.
    When I come to Wal-Mart, I am looking for a quick journey. I don’t want to shop for hours, and I defiantly don’t want to wait in line for an hour. I want to get my crap, and get out. Why is this so hard? Oh because Wal-Mart hires dumbass lazy teens that don’t want to work, their management is in the break room, and there is no leadership! How could you expect any store to run fine, when your managers are sitting in the back? Or worse, the one manager (that’s up front) is on the phone talking to someone about nothing work related.
    Either way, I know I’m pissed! There is nothing more annoying than waiting for no apparent reason! It has been 20 minutes (at this point) and we are just now being helped! Finally! But with this experience, I now know why I go to Meijers. They are friendly, they always help when they see you, and open enough registers to get people out quickly! I hate Wal-Mart!

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   A year ago, I posted a status telling everyone about my novel, and offering someone a free copy when it came out. Since then I have scraped two versions of the story and have started to plan for a new idea. This will still have the original plan, but a different plot and storyline. I couldn’t get into the previous story, which overall just caused me to stumble back and lose interest in the story. While I lost interest in the original story, I have been planning a great new novel.
    I have started to plan the new story, which is in the outline process, and I hope to get the outline done within the next 2 months. From that point it should take 4 months to get this novel wrote. It seems impossible to get a novel wrote in 4 months, but with the help of a novel writing planner, I should be able to get this done in that time frame.
     Even though I can write the book in 4 months, it will take multiple months to get it fully edited, to the point of what I would want my name on. Either way, I really can’t wait to get this done, so I can finally say that I’m an Author.
     I am also working on the “The good, the great, the best.” Which is a project bringing all my great work together, slowly preparing my portfolio. I have a lot of post to go through, and that’s what Is taking so long on that project.
     I have a lot on my plate, and I couldn’t be more excited about it. This is the life of a writer. We start multiple projects and must find a way to get them all done, in a timely fashion. But I am excited, nonetheless. It feels good to see things coming together. I wanted to let everyone know that I am still working hard on those projects, and that I am hoping to have them done very soon! Thanks for all the support.

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   I was talking to my co-workers, and they asked me if I watch Disney movies. I simply chuckled, since I have only watched a handful of Disney movies, all together. When I reveal the titles that I havwnt watched, they exploded. They were in such shock that I hadn’t watched them that they threatened to hold me down, and force me to watch every movie. In honor of that conversation, I want to reveal the Top Ten Disney movies I haven’t watched.
10. Nightmare before Christmas

9. Mulan

8. Wall-E

7. Beauty and the beast

6. UP

5. Pocahontas

4. Cinderella, sleeping beauty, snow white.

3. Bambi

2. Lady and the tramp.

1. Aladdin

There are a lot more that aren’t listed. I could probably save the trouble, and post of the ones I have watched. I just have never found them interesting. But it looks like they are going to force me to see them, and I won’t be able to sleep this time around.

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After a long day at work I went to burger King. I have been hearing a lot about their new product, ‘Mac N’ Cheetos, and wanted to give them a try of my own. They just seemed like a really delicious and genius idea. I love Cheetos, also, so that was the plan after a easy 8-hour shift. But nothing goes as planned in life.
    I had someone call off, so I was forced to stay at work for an additional 4 hours. It was 8 p.m. by the time I got off, and 8:30 by the time I got home. This put a real damper on my whole day. I wanted to come home and go out with my wife, but it was too late for that, so we decided to go get a pizza and watch a movie, at home.
    While heading home I saw a burger King. I suddenly remembered that they had the ‘Mac N’ Cheetos,” my stomach began to growl. I gave into my inner beast and pulled into the drive-thru. When I got to the speaker, a woman came across sounding rude. I ordered the Cheetos with a large root beer. She told me that it would be a 2 minute wait, in which I glad took, which pissed her off even more. Not caring since it’s her job, I pulled around, and got my money ready. She came to the window, gave me my drink and told me to pulled ahead.
   I waited about a minute, then she came out of the store and handed me the bag. The smell of hot cheese filled the car as my inner beast growled. I decided to wait until we got home to eat them, mainly just so I could take a picture..because that’s who I am.
    I got home and rushed to the living room. We got the pizza going and decided to give these little pieces of heaven a shot.
     When I pulled the product from the box, I noticed that it was perfectly sized as a Cheeto. I was happy about this, it gave me hope that this wasn’t a waste of money. But shape isn’t  everything, what matters is how it taste. Yeah size is good, but it has to have a distinct taste for me to come crawling back. I took a huge bite.
    It was like heaven in my mouth. The cheese was just right. The mixture wasn’t to cheesy, but also wasn’t blan. When I first took a bite, I did feel like I was eating a Cheeto, but then the inner Mac and cheese kicks you in the tongue, causing an explosion of amazingness in my mouth. There were only 10, which wasn’t enough. I am excited to have these delicious treats, again.
    I have never reviewed anything. But I would recommend this product, any day. I could eat ‘Mac N’ Cheetos’ everyday, and never get tired of them. The only thing that I didn’t like was the fact that they only come in one small size, but at $2.49/5 I couldn’t complain too much. I highly recommend you run to Burger King, right now, and grab you some ;).

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I was waiting for this story to calm down before I wrote about it. I wouldn’t want to get attention to my blog for something as horrible as this, but now it has went below the viral surface, so I want to talk about it. Recently, we lost one of my favorite artist, Christina Grimmie, from a gunshot.
She was doing a show in Orlando, Florida. She was so excited about the show that she invited everyone to the show via social media, through a video. The show was great, I assume. After the show, Christina was signing autographs at her meet and greet, when a sick individual walked up to her and pulled a gun on her, shooting her in three times. Her brother, Mark, was standing near the killer, tackling him when he pulled the trigger, bringing him to the ground. But as he was on the ground the killer, Kevin James, pulled the gun on himself. Kevin James was said to be a huge fan, and fantasized about being with the young artist. He was picked on by his peers, as they told him “You will never have a chance.” The idea of never having her drove him insane.
    Christina was the of the final contestants in the 2014 “ The Voice.” She didn’t win, but she did take third place. After the finale of “The voice,” Adam Levine expressed his desire to sign her to his label, 222 records. She ultimately decided to sign with Island Records, founded by Chris Blackwell. Christina has released three albums; Find me (2011), With love (2013), and Side A (E.P.) (2016). With love was the only Studio Album she recorded, and was an independent release. She was dropped from Island Records in 2015. Then announced a new album later that year. She released “Side A” in 2016 as an E.P. in indication that “Side B” would be coming soon. But with the incident, that sadly won’t be possible.
She was only 22 when she went home to her heavenly father, a short life for such a beautiful woman. Her biggest dream was to make people happy, and for her music to get out to everyone. Christina was the funniest and sweetest YouTube artist, it is a shame that she was taken from us so soon. She will never be forgotten.   

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   Hey guys, I hope you are having an amazing day. It has been a slow dragging day, but I’m work now and ready to relax. I have a Friday off, tomorrow. A first in a long time, so I hope to relax and catch up on writing and other various things.

   Today, I want to say “I love my family!” This includes any aunt’s, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, and parents. I love all of my family. They are super supportive (especially my dad,) and they would do anything to help me, which is why I love them! But I have to give a huge shoutout to someone that isn’t even blood!

    My cousin, Matt, is truly amazing. The other day, I wrote a post about my new Flash figure. In the post I was talking about how I wanted to get a Jason Vorhees figure and a Hulk figure. I had all the intentions on buying them, I just wanted to get bills paid first, then I would buy the figures. Well, I got into the car yesterday for work. Ariel and I were giving him a ride (since they work together.) He got into the car and handed me a big box! I had forgotten that I even posted a post about those figures, so imagine the surprise when I opened the box. I opened the box to see the two figures, laying right beside each other.

   My once tired body was now awake as I was filled with joy. The figures looked amazing in person, better than they looked online! My collection is satisfyingly complete. I would be okay with never getting another figure!

   I want to say thanks to this amazing dude! You are truly a great friend, family, and brother! I could never ask for a better family member! Thank you for caring and for thinking of me, I’m in awe of the selfless act. It might seem like a small gesture, but it means a lot that someone would go out of their way to make someone happy.

   Now, I want to introduce the new members to the clan. Jason Vorhees (my favorite serial killer) and The Hulk (my favorite Marvel superhero) are now on the desk of fame, and are now considered family!

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We ran to the other side of the room, missing the attackers grasp by inches. He stared at us with a dirty grin and picked up his shovel. As he walks towards us, he throws the head of the shovel into a stack of plates, shattering all of them, and throwing broken glass on to the kitchen floor. I let out a really loud scream as the glass hits the ground. But Amanda was staying calm, she stood in the middle of the old man and myself. She began to reason with the man.

“Sir, this isn’t what it seems. You think that we were trying to cross into your territory but that isn’t the case. We were out of alcohol, and we didn’t want to stop the party. That was the fastest way to the convince store, so we thought taking that would help. We didn’t even know you were still back there in that trailer. We weren’t trying to make you angry. If you leave now, everything that happened tonight will be forgotten.”

Amanda took a step towards the man, trying to show that she was serious, but she over stepped her boundaries. He grabs her by her throat and starts to choke her. She broke lose the first time by slamming her arm down into his elbow. But he quickly recovered and got her back into the choke hold. I was frozen to the wall as I watched my best friends’ face turning color. I knew that I needed to do something or she would be dead in no time. So I run over to the kitchen and grab one of the pieces of glass off the ground and walk over to the man that was on his knees and this point. I jab him in the back with the glass. This caused him to grab me and throw me on the ground.

He walks over to me, saliva running down his chin, his tongue sticking out fully, as if he were trying to bite the organ off. He took his foot and pushed me back fully on the ground, and lifted his leg as he was about to stomp on my head. I had my whole life flash in front of my eyes as I close my eyes and started praying to God. There was a loud manly scream, then I felt someone grab me, I started to push the person off as I open my eyes. It was Amanda telling me that we needed to run.

We got outside and tried to get into her car, but the Maniac was parked behind all the cars. She looks at me and then tells me that we could run into the woods and run to the old prison. We decide that is the best option at this point, and started to run to the woods. At that moment the door to the house flew wide open, releasing a man with a missing eye. Amanda had jabbed him in his eye to save my life making this man very angry. He started to run towards us. We got to the edge of the woods and look back, he is running full speed at us. We take off again as we try to outrun him.

He got into the woods and took at different path, we lost our site of him, but we could hear his shovel bouncing off each of his passing trees, then when we were expecting it, he appears out of the shadows and slams his shovel into Amandas’ ankle, breaking the bone. Amanda lets out a big scream, and tries to run away, he tried to hit her again, but this time I ran up to him and put my finger deeply into his missing eye, he screamed as Amanda got up. When I saw her limping away, I threw my leg into his balls and ran away, catching up to my friend and helped her. 

It was five minutes later when we finally saw a house up the way, we need to get her ankle elevated, not thinking that he was going to catch up to us, we decide to take a break in the house. We hurried into the house, Amanda immediatly took a seat as I looked around the house. This house was filthy, there were cans of beans laying around, clothes on the ground, and cocroaches climbing the walls. This was a horrible place to be, but it was going to do until we could go back outside. With the premises checked, I want to see how bad her ankle is, so I walk over to her and ask her to take off her shoe. As she took off her shoe, I could see that she had broken the bone. It was swollen with a sharp piece of bone pushing out her skin. He had shattered the bone in complete, but it was something that a doctor could easily fix when we get her to the emergency room. She was being so tough, she is trying to get me to laugh, but my only worry is her and her health.

“Oh shit” Amanda whispered to me as she ducked down, I followed her and asked her what it was. She explained to me that she heard a whistle, the same sound that the guy made as he walked up on her and Alex early that night. I wanted to see if there was any sign of him, but Amanda told me to not check.

I sat there holding on to her scared to death. She was just sitting there though, it was as if she didn’t care what happened next. We heard the whistle getting louder, so I took the leadership and told her that I was going to check out the window for the man. As I glanced out the window, I saw the man. He was standing a hundred yards away, patting his shovel against his arm. As I was about to get back down, he looked over at me, he noticed that we were in the house, so he started to walk this way.

I got sat back down and told Amanda that we need to get down and hide. She pulled the cover over her head with a hammer, that she found in a toolbox, and lied there. I lied next to the couch, in a position that the window was a blind spot for anyone.

We have been sitting in our position for almost ten minutes, so I figure that it was clear to get back up and make sure that he had left. I got up and looked out the window, I can’t see anything, but then as I was about to get Amanda, the man put his head through one of the holes in the boarded windows and tried to grab me, I scream, immediatly Amanda got up and smashed his hand with the hammer. I helped Amanda get up and helped her limp out of the house. But as we got out of the house, the man came around the corner, forcing us to take another route.

We didn’t get far until Amanda couldn’t go any farther. Her ankle was finally hurting more than she could bare. She fell to the ground, with the guy only a few yards away, I tried to get her back up but she couldn’t. She tries to tell me to leave her, but that wasn’t an option. “I will die with you before I leave you.” I got ready for the battle of my lifetime!

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     The day, at work, was just beginning. I was tired from the lack of sleep, so I was a little behind. But it was 7 a.m. This was the time that we were suppose to be open. I told myself that I would catch up the other stuff as soon as I opened. As I went to open the gate, I remembered that I needed a bag of popcorn. Knowing that I had a few seconds, I ran back and grabbed one solo bag. This was at the same time I heard my co-worker tell someone I was coming. I ran to the front of the story, huffing from annoyance. Saying under my breath “You could just go to another store.” I didn’t mean it, I just get annoyed by the impatience of people. I understand it was 7, but you could also just calm down, since it was only 7:01.

      I get up to the front of the store and see two people standing on the other side of our fenced down. I slide one side of the door open, and they shot into the store and up to the register, almost as they were about to shout out their order. I took my time opening the other side of the fence. At this time, the lady looks over at me and smiles. I could tell that she was going to be very sweet and caring, so I hurried with the door and walked over to my register. I greeted her, took her order, and began to make her small black coffee. This was when I noticed something from the corner of my eye. The other person was gone, he left. I hate when costumers leave, because I want to give everyone the best customer service ever, but with our selected menu, I figured he wanted something we didn’t have. I handed this lady her coffee, and walked to the back to grab a line of cups. I round the corner to see another couple coming into the store. I walked to the front, dropped some hashbrowns, and took their order. They wanted a simple 2 meals. I filled the orders within minutes and took it out to their table. They were all smiles and giggles. I got a little energy from them as I was still trying to wake up.

      Twenty minutes go by, it is now 7:26 a.m. I was in the middle of another order when the phone rings. The phone only rings at this time in the morning if someone wants to borrow something, or someone is trying to call off. I couldn’t answer it, anyway, since I had a customer in front of me. I heard the ringing stop, figuring it was them hanging up I went back to doing my job. Moments after getting the people out of my lobby, my co-worker came up to me with the phone to his ear. bI gave him a look, a “who dat” look, he mumbled a few things and then handed me the phone. I greeted the lady over the phone, but she jumped straight to the point. “This is the 911 dispatcher, we just got a call, from a lady, saying you guys were being held up?” I laughed inside and replied “MAM, that is impossible, we have only been open for a few minutes.” She replied “This call was from a few minutes ago. The lady said she was in the store when a guy walked up, he called your co-worker to the side and slid him something in a napkin. Your co-worker slid the napkin under the counter and handed him money. We need to know, did he force you to give him money. Are you okay?”
  
      I realized this was no joke, and I quickly told her that we were okay, and that if anything was going on, we would not hesitate to give her a call. She sounded relieved as she told me to have a good day. After getting off the phone, I walked up to my co-worker and told him the situation. He shook his head and tld me that he owed him money and that he didn’t want the lady thinking he was drug dealing, so he placed the money in a napkin and gave it to him. We both chuckled at the situation and went along with our day, writing little hold up notes the whole day.
     
     In this world, there are some crazy people. I understand that this lady was trying to help, but the better way to help is to not leave. She never nudged me about the situation, or even gave hints that there was anything going on. She simply left. What if we were actually being held up? At the time that she called, the store would have been robbed. All I am saying, is maybe next time, she should stay until she knows that we okay. Nonetheless, we do appreciate the lady for caring, and want to llet her know that we are glad she profiled the black male that was getting his money back. Without you, this world woruldnt be safe

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I hate myself sometimes.
I am not the biggest fan of myself, every now and then. I actually hate myself most of the time, and the reason is simple; I get bored of something really easily, even if I am doing amazing at it. I have always had this problem, and it is something that has held me back in life, and in my dreams. I got bored with getting better with my Punting skills, I gave up on getting better with my guitar skills, and I have slowed down in my writing. I wouldn’t say this is due to boredom, but I wouldn’t know what to call it, so I will call it boredom.
I can never keep with one thing, long. I find myself going through a lot of phases, never getting great at everything, but staying average at everything. Its like if I got great at something, then I would get even more bored, and I would walk away from it. But if I take breaks from it, then I will always have to get better, killing more time and keeping the challenge in the hobby. This is why I have been slowing down on writing, well I think that’s the reason?
I saw myself slowing down on my writing career, when I started to get apparel. I was about to release a clothing line, new stickers, and many other things. This is when I started to feel myself pull back from the writing. It seemed that my mind knew that we were getting stuff done, and it got scared, stopping my body on a dime. I don’t know what is scary about blowing up, but it is a fear inside myself. I am legit scared to become someone in the writing world, that I will compromise my writing routine, disabling myself from becoming something. I just don’t know why its so scary. I would love to become famous, I would love for my writing to get noticed, and for it to be in newspapers, magazines, and various other outlets. I love the idea of the challenge, and would love for the idea to come into reality.
I am hoping that the fear will end, soon. I am forcing myself to write. I hate forcing myself to do something that I am hesitant to do, and would love to get over this, so I can start writing freely again. I would love some encouraging words, it really helps! Thank you, with your help, we will finally get over this!

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