Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sail
Water sea liquid fluid melt ice waves storm horizon wind breeze gushes walls lake pond river stream trickle drown delta canal rafts swim dock navigate nautical knots meander along the river lazy as i watch the sun in the horizon on its way setting ready for the night and the stars to shine upon me while i sail through the seas of life. :)
Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Homeward Bound
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0_htHcmcbE
I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
I'm sittin' in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man band
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Everyday's an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every stranger's face I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my songs again
I'll play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thought's escaping
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Lady and the Tramp
Dish: Spaghetti with meatballs in Vodka sauce
Pretty Good! Reminded me of the Lady and the Tramp scene.... I miss Disney Cartoons...
Sunday, August 16, 2009
This is Me

Below are a common list of symptoms that post grads have mentioned they feel after college:
- Difficulty concentrating or making decisions
- Feelings of worthlessness or guilt
- Focusing on failure
- Excessive anxiety
- Lack of confidence
- Feeling of being overwhelmed
- Sadness
- Loss of interest in normal activities
- Tiredness
- Feeling like they're not good enough
- Impaired concentration or memory
- Inability to cope
- Despondency or despair
- Hopelessness
Monday, April 06, 2009
Push
Why do I need that extra push?
Am I still not grown up?
There is something in me that is restricting me from going forward.
My mind says I have to start but something else is holding me back
I know that the consequences will be dire, yet i still sit here and procrastinate.
Why? Why? Why? Why have I lost hope. For some reason I have no will to get me through. I have the motivation but not the drive. I have the incentive but not the desire. I want to start but at the same time want it easy. I don't know if I can face adversity. I don't think I have ever had to work my ass off towards something. I think I am a failure and I feel that even if i try hard I will fall short of my expectations. So what is the point of doing anything. Why can't I be that go getter that I see around me. I have seen so many of my peers accomplish things. Everyone around me is an achiever. All I am is just a dreamer. I dream and dream but never do. I have no idea what some see in me. I give my self self gratitude by believing in them - when i know that I am worthless. Where is that push, that drive that confidence that I had in the past. I am not the same as I once was. I may be smarter but I know i am not wiser. I want that drive and that self belief again. I wish I was a child again. The whole world was my oyster. If i only knew what was up ahead I would have done so much more. I don't even know if I am on the right path. So many decisions I had to make, Now I look back and think - maybe i made the wrong choices....
Am I still not grown up?
There is something in me that is restricting me from going forward.
My mind says I have to start but something else is holding me back
I know that the consequences will be dire, yet i still sit here and procrastinate.
Why? Why? Why? Why have I lost hope. For some reason I have no will to get me through. I have the motivation but not the drive. I have the incentive but not the desire. I want to start but at the same time want it easy. I don't know if I can face adversity. I don't think I have ever had to work my ass off towards something. I think I am a failure and I feel that even if i try hard I will fall short of my expectations. So what is the point of doing anything. Why can't I be that go getter that I see around me. I have seen so many of my peers accomplish things. Everyone around me is an achiever. All I am is just a dreamer. I dream and dream but never do. I have no idea what some see in me. I give my self self gratitude by believing in them - when i know that I am worthless. Where is that push, that drive that confidence that I had in the past. I am not the same as I once was. I may be smarter but I know i am not wiser. I want that drive and that self belief again. I wish I was a child again. The whole world was my oyster. If i only knew what was up ahead I would have done so much more. I don't even know if I am on the right path. So many decisions I had to make, Now I look back and think - maybe i made the wrong choices....
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
London Broil (grilled Instead)
Curry-ssimo
Dive into this Delicious Chicken Curry to Survive the Blues and Warm your senses. Delicately cooked Potatoes complement this dish perfectly and is served with a Spongy Sour-Dough Bread. Absolutely Belissimo!
Chicken Curry with Potatoes and Herbs A La The Rocketman.
Pepptalk
Boberino Created a delicacy here, second to none. Parmesan sprinkled Pepperoni and Olvies galore layered on a bed of mozzarella all in a wonderful deep dish pizza dough. After removal from the oven, let it stand and enjoy the aromas. Let the juices flow through this masterpiece and get your knives ready to slice through. It is a mouthful I would take any day!
Deep Dish Pepperoni Pizza A La Boberino!Monday, April 21, 2008
Cricket
Some Dreams Fade over time.....but not this one.
The dream of actually playing for my country might be fading ever so slowly but I love cricket and I hope to eventually be solely involved with it. Cricket is like my oxygen. I do not know why I love it this much. People might actually think I am crazy or obsessed with everything about the magnificent game. You know what, I'm really flattered when people think that.
The dream of actually playing for my country might be fading ever so slowly but I love cricket and I hope to eventually be solely involved with it. Cricket is like my oxygen. I do not know why I love it this much. People might actually think I am crazy or obsessed with everything about the magnificent game. You know what, I'm really flattered when people think that.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Food Journal/Log
Monday, April 14, 2008
One Month

Just watched the sunrise...
Will you watch it with me?
Its been a month since my 21st Birthday and nothing has changed or improved. Last month on the 14th I said I would document my progress in this journey but again this was only short lived and it looks 'bleak' again . Has it helped? Maybe it has...I don't really know. I always seem to start something and then revert back to the same rut. Maybe I have been hit by the Monday Morning blues, maybe its just been the weather this past month - the storms really haven't helped.
I need something to kick start my life, because whatever I have been doing or not doing hasn't helped. When I say kick start however I mean it in a positive sense. I do not want something shocking to come my way to make me motivated. I don't think I can handle any more disappointments.
Disclaimer: I write for myself and not for anyone else. I you happen to stumble across my rants take whatever you read with a pinch of salt. I also apologize for being too boring or depressed. This is just a phase and there is no need for concern.
Enjoy the pictures
The Bleakness

This is Really the hardest part.
The Transition phase starts of fresh as a clear lake
and slowly meanders into a bleak, murky swamp.
I'm scared about my journey and I am second guessing my decisions.
I am surrounded by uneasiness and frustration, overwhelmed with rejection and failure.
Is this reality - I want to deny it. Why is it so rosy for others and miserable for the rest?
Am I making it this way or is this just the path I am destined to travel?
Will it make me stronger or will it make me crumble?
I try my best but I don't succeed.
Should I blame myself or blame it on others?
I rationalize with excuses and never seem to get over the hump.
But I cannot try harder, can I?
I cry inside wanting to go back, wanting to make those decisions again,
but maybe the grass is just greener and I would face the same reality in different forms.
Perhaps, this is how it was supposed to be,
and once I get past this hardest part things will brighten up'
I need guidance through this darkness, where is the confidence I had before.
Perhaps this journey has taken a toll on me but I must not give up because I cannot allow it.
What is worse is that I do not even know how long this will last.
It looks bleak and hard, but then maybe there is light at the end of this tunnel.
I hope and I hope its not against hope.
I must use my time productively and not waste it.
Time. It is the most important thing in the world, for once its gone, its gone.
As I travel, the bleakness grows
I do not know for how long my weakness shows
Give me strength, Please give me strength...
Monday, April 07, 2008
Couplet - I am the best there is

I Scream, I Yell, I Cry
I'm a drop out, no matter how hard I try
I'm still nobody yet so far, it's a never ending fall,
I romance with cigarettes and alcohol
It gets me away, far, far away,
yet my troubles still they stay
Trivial as they seem, they make me worry all the time,
I'm imprisoned for no reason and no crime
I look above to seek for inspiration,
all I see is darkness and frustration
But then the sun shines and instigates my soul,
this is short lived and soon I face these feelings I can't control
It's hard to explain, I am suffering in vain,
this is a vicious cycle but I have to stop this train
I can believe, I must believe, I will
no matter what, I will conquer that hill
I will move on and make right from wrong,
because I can and I know I am strong
However, this time I am going to shine,
because I know success will be mine
I am the greatest, I am the best there is,
nothing can stop me as I am the best there is.
I'm a drop out, no matter how hard I try
I'm still nobody yet so far, it's a never ending fall,
I romance with cigarettes and alcohol
It gets me away, far, far away,
yet my troubles still they stay
Trivial as they seem, they make me worry all the time,
I'm imprisoned for no reason and no crime
I look above to seek for inspiration,
all I see is darkness and frustration
But then the sun shines and instigates my soul,
this is short lived and soon I face these feelings I can't control
It's hard to explain, I am suffering in vain,
this is a vicious cycle but I have to stop this train
I can believe, I must believe, I will
no matter what, I will conquer that hill
I will move on and make right from wrong,
because I can and I know I am strong
However, this time I am going to shine,
because I know success will be mine
I am the greatest, I am the best there is,
nothing can stop me as I am the best there is.
Monday, March 31, 2008
And Still We Sleep

We are dreaming of tomorrow and tomorrow isn't coming, We are dreaming of a glory that we don't really want. We are dreaming of a new day when the new day's here already. We are running from the battle when it's one that must be fought." And still we sleep. We are listening for the calling but never really heeding, Hoping for the future when the future's only plans. Dreaming of the wisdom that we are dodging daily, Praying for a savior when salvation's in our hands." And still we sleep. And still we dream. And still we pray. And still we fear. And still we sleep. Courtesy: Script from the movie, Dead Poet's Society |
Thursday, March 27, 2008
The Beatles
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
Little Miss Sunshine
"Dwayne: I wish I could just sleep until I was eighteen and skip all this crap- high school and everything- just skip it.
Frank: You know Marcel Proust?
Dwayne: He's the guy you teach.
Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh- he gets down to the end of his life... and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered- Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school- Those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that. "
(Little Miss Sunshine)
Frank: You know Marcel Proust?
Dwayne: He's the guy you teach.
Frank: Yeah. French writer. Total loser. Never had a real job. Unrequited love affairs. Gay. Spent 20 years writing a book almost no one reads. But he's also probably the greatest writer since Shakespeare. Anyway, he uh- he gets down to the end of his life... and he looks back and decides that all those years he suffered- Those were the best years of his life, 'cause they made him who he was. All those years he was happy? You know, total waste. Didn't learn a thing. So, if you sleep until you're 18... Ah, think of the suffering you're gonna miss. I mean high school? High school- Those are your prime suffering years. You don't get better suffering than that. "
(Little Miss Sunshine)
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