La Honda Drive

Finally, I got a chance to take my crotch rocket out on the hills. Decided to do the drive down Hwy 84 to the Hwy 1, despite the forecast for "am showers".

Sure enough, as I get my bike on the 84, sun showers :( And if you didn't know, that's when the roads are most likely to be slippery (cause the light rain bring oil out of the road - but heavy rain washes it away). Anyhow, I get into it... and the showers stop.

Boy, what a fuckin ride!! Dude, most of the curves had limits of like 20 mph. 90% of the time I was way under 45 mph! The curves & turns were sick! And what a sense of achievement once I got to Hwy 1. Driving down the 1, the waves on the shore were fuckin' amazing! Wave after wave, breaking, crashing, retreating. Then I headed back towards the bay... but halfway through I took a wrong turn and instead of taking another bike route, I ended up back on La Honda (hwy 84). Oh well...

There was this one section, where briefly through the shrubs & trees you got a view of the ENTIRE BAY!! I'm taking, I'm at the top of the mountain & I can see the mountains at the other end of the bay & in between is the bay, and all the frigin hi-tech companies of Silicon Valley! If I had stopped I probably could have id my company's building. Damn, that was sick.

If that wasn't good enough... as I started to head back, I realize I'm taking the turns in a higher gear - can't remember how fast I was going... but at one point, I'm in a lean and all of a sudden I hear this grinding sound - grrrrrr - I'm like WTF?? Damn!! I'm leaning so fuckin far on my bike that my FOOT IS SCRAPING THE GROUND!!! Damn!

After I got home - when to work for some tool - then came home & finally did an oil change on my motorcycle. The engine was still hot & the oil just came pouring out. I love working with my hands. You get this sense of satisfaction after your job is done! All the dirty & grim all over my hands, wiping the oil on my wife-beater... argh, argh, argh... the sign of a man! lol.

Even had a guy check out my truck... but don't know if he'll buy it. :( Anyways, it's 7:30... don't know if I should finish packing & stay home tonight - or head out to the club in downtown Sunnyvale... I've been here a year & haven't hit the clubs down there yet! But I do have mad shit to get done tomorrow... so I really got to decide if it's gonna be a productive weekend or a party weekend... I'm leanin' to the 1st cause I'm movin out on Monday! Plus, I want to do another ride to Mt. Hamilton tomorrow morning. We'll see how things go...

Career Change?

Man all this talk about Volcanos & Earthquakes & Tsunamies... (7.0 off Cali / Oregon border - w/ tsunami warning - last night) Kinda make me want to change careers. Maybe I should enroll in the "Geophysics" option in 4th year?? lol - too bad, I've become $$$-driven as of lately.

But then again, I've always been intrigued by stuff like that. Although, these events are all disasterous - how interesting would it be to see the inside of a volcano - or feel the earth move - or see huge unbelieveable waves?

Plus, I could live somewhere like here... I need to figure out how to cash in on this.

God Damn!

I'm itchin' for Good Ol' Californian 420! WTF man? How is it that I'm frigin hooked after frigin 2 tokes!

Driving Forces!

Something struck me today... It's my bitterness, my anger. I mean, I'm generally a happy dude - everyone always see me smiling wide - teeth that glow in the dark, lol. But dude I have so much f*ckin anger built up inside that I've just never been able to release. Maybe that is why it only takes a little to tip me off? I bottle all that shit up & explode on minor issues.

I have f*ckin anger from my childhood - sounds retarded but true! Anger towards people from my childhood, anger towards the adminstration from high school - anger to people who block / delay what I'm trying to do.

But the thing that was interesting to realize was that.... My bitterness & anger are not only my one major flaw - but also my one major driving force!! When I set my mind to it - it is my desire, my competition, my anger that drives me. Like a boxer - I enjoy the "fight" till I win.

But it's this bitterness that usually makes me a brute at times. I mean I am a f*ckin brute - I don't like being pushed, I expect shit to go my way or no way! I expect people to listen, to obey, like a dictator. For sure I am a dictator at times! Which is probably not very cool... but then again there are some dictators who are successful.

Although, I know I expect a lot from people & the "my way or the highway" shit is totally not cool. But it's all good - identification is the first step in correcting a flaw.

Anyhow, it's a beautiful day outside... I'm gonna go for a ride through the mountains on my ninja. Peace.

Confessions of a Young Drunk Dude!

Yeah, so as granted it's 3 am - I just got back from a club in San Fran. Club was bumpin' despite the turn down for drinks with a fine ass black girl. Anyhow... this weekend has been a frigin trip!

Shit I still haven't recovered from Lake Havasu. I meet a few waterloo students on co-op at happy hour the other day. Been chillin with them a bit still. One dude named Mitesh - lol - reminds me of my boy Mitts. And this chick Shelly. Last night was dope! We hit up a club at Stanford - it was pretty pimp - plus I got fuckin plastered! Fine ass girls still. Althought this one dude was tryin to mack Shelly - but she obviously wasn't fellin' him - she kept runnin to me for security. Besides the fuckin Dr. Jekle side of me always looks out for girls & folks with me at the club.

So I'm fuckin plastered and we all end up going to Shelly's crib afterward. Then Shelly & Mitts bust out some Californian Weed. Aite - so I haven't smoked in like fuckin 5-6 years since I quit. But there was something in the air... be it the fuckin peer-pressure or more likely the fact that dude I'm leavin' cali & I got to at least touch / try some of there weed - this year has been all about experience. So I take a two tokes - damn, I ain't no amatuer - I toked like I'd been smokin for year - which surpised the fuck out of me - I thought I'd fuckin choke & cough & shit. But whatever - after fuckin two tokes - I was done!! Dude, their weed was the fuckin SHIT!!! It was crazy yo! I was even itchin for weed today! But I ain't gonna start smokin - at least I hope not. But the weed was fuckin ill. It wasn't like the shit I've smoked in toronto so many years ago. This shit made me fuckin DRUNK!! Yeah man - you know how weed has a different feeling than alcohol & that's why I love juice so much.... but dude this shit made me feel like i was fuckin drunk - fuckin crunk! I was trippin - it was ill. I ended up crashin at shelly's place.

Yo, I hope I don't get addicted to that shit. But I stopped burnin weed for a good reason in T.O. 1.) was the fact that I passed out a lot from that shit - but not from the cali weed - that shit was dope. 2.) Cause yo, I fuckin grew up in Scarborough - didn't have much dough & neither did my boys. After a while - I noticed a lot of us were cut throating each other - going behind each others back to burn - burn with less ppl for more weed. I didn't like that & I vowed that I wouldn't be apart of that cut throat shit for weed instead of my boys - so I quit.

I also quit smokin a little later cause I realized that yo - fuckin this is my health! I already know I'm probably gonna end up with Cancer - it scares me shit less - but it's in the genes - in the blood - so it's inevitable. But I quit cause yo - you only have 2 lungs - 2 lungs that do not rejuvinate from damage (unlike the liver, etc). So shit - one day I just bought one pack - smoked the whole fuckin thing & quit the next day. Talk about will power.

If it is one thing that I got - it's Will Power. If I want something - I'll make it happen.

Anyhow, I just got back from the Dragon Bar in Frisco & hells yeah it was hype. I even ran a new line when I tried to chop that fine girl. Here's a good tip. Ask a girl "Excuse me... Can you help me with something?" After that you can say whatever you want! It's the perfect openning. Girls will always stop if they think you need help. Afterward you can be like whatever. I was like "excuse me... can you help me with something" - sure - "you've got to be the prettiest girl I've seen since I got here"... and the lines went on from there - but yo that was a key fuckin opening. Props to the fuckin "Professor" from Lake Havasu for sharing that key line!

Shit dude - I'm fuckin drunk. But dude - something pissin me off - in case any of those other interns come across this blog. FUCK YOU BITCHES! Dude these dudes are fuckin bitches! I totally want to talk pure smack to them - but I just hold it in. I'm a straight forward fucker - and yes I expect a lot - but these bitches complain all the time & talk pure shit about each other - yet do the same thing to each other. I ain't - at least try never to be - a hypocrite! I'm never like guys can do this - but girls can't (that's stupid shit I know a few guys do). I'm never put down ppl I don't know - or think I'm bigger than someone I don't know.

I have flaws - no doubt - but I just hate fuckers who are hypocrites & fuckin talk shit. I'm itchin for one of those interns to call me out! I know a few have beef behind my back - but they don't have the balls to speak up! That pisses me off - if you have beef speak up! Open your fuckin mouth! Call me out - I dare you to! Don't fuckin be a wussy, pussy! Speak up because that is the best way to fuckin solve shit. Aite if I do / did something fucked up - say it - hey maybe I'll learn something - like realizing that I was starting to bring about my own downfall. If not I'll fuckin call you out & point out your flaw - either way it's a fuckin learning experience. But it pisses me off when someone has beef - but never says anything. Whatever.

I guess I just like to fight. I guess I still have rage & anger built inside me from my young years. I got to learn how to control or channel that shit.

On a next level - I met a fly brown chick tonight - but she had a bf. Ah well. I still think T.O. has a better selection of brown girls. But all other races - cali still has it bumpin. Shit I'm still fuckin drunk. It was a Merlot / Double Rum & coke night - ha ha. Aite, I'm out.

Shit, is it me - or am I starting to sound more like an asshole?