Day 64: Paging Dr. Satan

Day 64: Paging Dr. Satan 

My Library is prepared, BPM's re scanned (although that's pointless), the intro's for all the hottest afrobeat, dancehall, and hip hop songs ready. I honestly have never this prepared for a gig since my first gig, and that wouldn't even count because it was years back and I had no clue what I was doing. It's not due to lack of skill, but back then, I couldn't read the crowd, and know how to deal with any situations should they arise regardless of what they are. Those are things which come with experience. So why am I so prepared for tomorrow? Because this is the first party I have full control of since over a year ago. With my DJ reputations down the drain since I disappeared, this is my opportunity to step back into the spot light. It's a do or die situation. Dying is not an option, to be honest, I feel prepared. Let's just hope I don't jinks it. The venue is great, I mean, everything is in set for me to finally prove my point. Oh, and in case you know me, I know my gig is today but I typed that up last night so please excuse that. Alright, so I have a topic, because I am actually in the mood for a blog. I'm sorry for the repetitiveness but I personally feel this is an issue I should continuously address.The problem with us, as people today, is that we specialize more in judging the flaws of others, rather than ourselves. I'm not saying I'm not included, but then, some people take it to the next level. I usually always point out things wrong with our society and our people, claim I hate nothing more than hypocrisy, but at the same time, to some extent, I myself, I am judging people through this blog. But I only do it for the sake of people recognizing their flaws, and I tend to present it in an ironic, dramatic, and yet serious manner. See what Ii did there, about me being what I hate to some extent, that is recognizing your own flaws. I am acknowledging them. Because, I have literally seen this happen: A girl call another girl names cause she hangs out with guys. Yes, she has a few close friends who are guys, but in truth, the one pointing fingers hangs out with much more guys, and if according to her that's something worthy of being called names over, then she's the one who should be called what she's calling other people. So recognize your flaws, work on fixing them, and don't point fingers at people, I mean how hard could it be? With all due respect, Fiasco out.  

Day 63: A Tale of Two Cities

Day 63: A Tale of Two Cities 

I apologize for the inconsistency. Most of the times I do want to post, but my schedule is a bit tight. I'm not pretending to be busy, because to be honest, I barely have anything to do. I just wake up at 3 PM, have friends over or go out until about midnight, get back home, and just Skype with whoever is willing. Yesterday's day out was a bit interesting. Went to a party, pretty typical. At parties I'm just the person who's dancing whether the dance floor is full or not. Nothing really interesting there. What really made my night was a comment one my friends made. After the party, me and a couple of my closest friends decided to get some dinner. So were just sitting there, eating sandwiches, on the street, and I'm sipping on a strawberry smoothie. Were all talking about went well and what didn't at the party. So basically, I was like "Guys, I feel like blogging". Then they started making fun of me (which is pretty much us 24/7). They threw some comments about how I'm like the girl from Awkward (that completely pointless and over dramatic show on MTV). Pretty much it was something like: "If one thing goes wrong in your day, you over exaggerate it, blog it, and for some reason everyone reads it." While I am quite disappointed that I am being compared to some over dramatic teenage girl, it works for me, and regardless of what it is. I find pleasure in entertaining people, even if it means me revealing personal stuff at times. I am somewhat an entertainer my nature. I enjoy being behind a deck and rocking a party. I enjoy entertaining. Sort of brings a satisfying feeling to me. I will spare you of the controversy today. I may have not been hitting it off with women at all nowadays (long story short, if a girl doesn't hate me, she basically rejects my ass). But I have a couple of gigs in the next week. Feeling excited, particularly about one, because I'm almost sure it'll be massive, so this is an opportunity to finally demonstrate a complete year of occasional bedroom practice, and hopefully finally prove myself and cement myself as one of the top DJ's in this country. Plus, most DJ's start my age, and don't find success until their early 20's (spoke to one yesterday). Going to keep it short, sorry for no rants today, it's coming soon I promise. With all due respect, Fiasco Out.

Day 62: Because of Winn-Dixie

Day 62: Because of Winn-Dixie 

There's different ways to do things. One could back flip into a pool, or use the stairs to get in. I prefer to be and like to think I'm the kind of person who's doing back flips into the pool. How? By being reckless (I once actually played Wii without the safety strap on). As of lately, I've somewhat raised a few eyebrows due to the content of my blog. I mean, subliminally motivating the youth to be reckless through doing things socially unaccepted and raising the middle finger to everyone who disagrees (raising it with all due respect of course). People are not happy. Especially coming from a guy who does not even do a single thing he subliminally motivates people to do. The truth is, I am not motivating anyone to do anything. I am simply stating the factors people should not be judged for. Yes, culturally, socially, and most importantly religiously, things a few posts ago I said people should not be judged for are incorrect. But I do not believe that defines them as a person, and I will stand by that. So if they're a good person, towards me and other people, I got no problem them. Regardless of they're age, gender, or race. Middle finger up to anyone who judges them. I have been made aware the this is the sort of content which may potentially hurt a few feelings. So I'd just like to apologi...no, get lost. Accept it, to you, people like me are the disease of this society, but I'll always be here typing up my opinions whether correct or not regardless of what you think or believe. Okay, I have one more "as of lately". So, as of lately, I've actually received a lot of positive feedback on my blog, people telling me they love it, and agree with me. Well thank you, I honestly try my best. It feels nice having my efforts recognized. I mean, today, there is sort of a lack of content. People are always like looking forward to see what my next post is. Mostly because they are excited about what the next controversy. The pressure is on, now I have to keep my posts constantly interesting, even though I have absolutely nothing going other than occasional and very rare outbreaks of drama which barely last. Plus, I've hit about almost every controversial topic. But I actually have one slightly controversial. Have you ever seen those people social networking sites (specifically Twitter) who preach something and then have actions which completely contradict with there posts. Like for example, I see all these guys that tweet religiously, and obviously want to be viewed as religious people, yet contradict with what they post by constantly interacting with females in a non religiously friendly way (add to the mix if you're pretending to be some scholar you should not be interacting with them at all), and even take occasional bashes at them (not like I do that) although as religious people they should not do that. I know I constantly bemoan judging, but I am judging these people, yet I will not call them hypocrites, because I am not above them to judge them, nor do I know their intention. Yet I claim I'm not one because I don't judge people for my sake, I judge them for the entertainment of your controversy seeking mind. On that second bombshell of me being for the first time approaching the doorsteps of what I hate if not completely entering its premises, and with all due respect, Fiasco Out.  

Day 61: My Pet Coelacanth

Day 61: My Pet Coelacanth 

Well don't we have a lot in store for today? Yes, quite a lot of things from your favorite controversial socially awkward yet somewhat accepted kid from down the street. Okay, no boring introductions on education or music. Today has been quite the day so far. To begin with, I woke up quite late, and first thing I did was check my phone. A text from a friend who's older telling me about how he really enjoys my blog, and probably as of lately it's gotten much better (hell yeah it has). But then, at the same time, other people were somewhat not very happy about my content, saying I use this blog to disrespect people. Add to that me being hypocritical by being the one with the mentality which I constantly bemoan and claim I hate. Understandable opinions. I mean okay, I'm disrespectful, won't deny that, and the signing off with the "all due respect" is supposed to be ironic. I bash at all functional parts of our society. Regardless of where you stand, I'm bound to insult your lifestyle using a few middle school English cliche statements. Am I a hypocrite though? Do I have the mentality which I constantly bemoan. Well again, judging myself would make it really inaccurate. So let's do a breakdown (yay!). What do I have in common with this mentality? I actually am very common to it when you think of it. I judge and analyze almost everyone and use it on blog posts to get views and satisfy my readers. One day I'll be praising a lifestyle, the next I'll be insulting it. So what makes me different? My intentions. I couldn't care less about people's lifestyles in real life, it's only in this blog to express my opinion. It's only here where I turn into your 15 year old girl on her period and rant about relevant topics. But then in person, I'm far from that (or at least I like to think so). The real problem though, was that yesterday I decided to relate my generalized topic to a personal experience, and then stated it was a cheap shot. That was to add effect, and honestly, it was not offensive (and that's just not my opinion, but almost everyone in a neutral perspective). I mean I simply stated what happened (from my side of course). So you find me offensive? Well I find you offensive for finding me offensive (what?). So even though I've stated a billion times, I'll do it again. I do not target specific people, or groups, I target everyone. I will occasionally relate topics to personal experiences, regardless of whether it involves people or not. Not offensively, its simply relating. If you find me offensive, either do not read my blog, or tone down the sensitivity and laugh at the irony of my situation, and your situation. Conclusion, this blog contains derogatory terms, nostalgia, controversy, cheap shots (which aren't really shots at all), and bashes to your society and lifestyles. But of course, it contains them, with the utmost respect. So on that bombshell, and with all due respect, Fiasco Out. 

Day 60: The Road To Indiana

Day 60: The Road To Indiana 

A long day. But then, since when are days not long? As of lately, personally, I've been feeling improvement, like for the past few days, to be honest, my mood, has been improving. Simply cause I'm not letting external factors effect me. Focusing on music, and just viewing life positively. I mean to be honest, I've got to throw some of the credit to my friends. I mean honestly got a lot of friends who were there for me. One has specifically gotten a lot of trouble lately, but chooses to stick around. False accusations and all, but to be honest, regardless of the accusations and situation, I'd never ditch her. Why? Cause to be honest, a few posts ago, I hit that low point of my life where everything comes crashing down. To be honest, she was there for me. She never even said that she'd be there for me, no, it's not about that. Her actions showed it, not her words. She did subconsciously. How? Through simply being a good friend. She never asked what's wrong, or if I'd like to talk about it. She was the positive vibe, simply through constantly being with me. That's what I needed. Not a bunch of empty promises about how you'll always be here for me, or you'll never leave (they've become way to cliche). All my friends, shout out to you. Okay, controversial debate time? Or should I just sit this day out? I'll sit it out and go for something a bit more calm and flows easily. To be honest, I have content which I can talk about, I just wouldn't, too controversial, and I'm not really feeling it cause it involves me and other people, and I don't like other people. But here's a relate able thing which I hope isn't controversial. I have commitments. So let me use a nice mix of past experiences to explain why relationships are shit. Okay, here's the catch, I know one girl who I could definitely keep a relationship hopefully until like forever with. Physically though, we can't be together (distance is a bitch). But then I doubt I could and I didn't with any other girl in the past. I choose to blame the mentality of this country. I mean breakups over you supposedly dancing with another girl (even though it doesn't happen [uncalled for cheap shot]). Expectations on you being someone that you're not (like some Prince Charming), all are factors which in this place, make it impossible. Plus, women in general (yes, I'm playing the sexist card) forget every good thing that you've ever done and just highlight the bad. So yes, we all do bad stuff, mistakes, but even though your good actions always out weigh them, in this place, it's a legitimate reason to cause things to come crashing down. Which is why, at this moment, and this horrible country, I think they're shit. Ironically, the one girl who I feel I could keep kicking it with forever never lived here, and that's a major reason in my assumption. Frankly though, this post was useless, just like I am, and just like my life is, and was. Oh, and if you're reading this early, I'll have the cheesy quote up by tomorrow. So, with all due respect. Fiasco Out.

Day 59: Eminado

Day 59: Eminado 

"Yes ladies and gentleman, this is how cheesy I've gotten"

Blogging weather. I don't know if that's even a term, but at the moment, there's a massive sandstorm, and every now and then massive showers of rain. I've gotten lots of positive feedback for yesterday's post, and everyone who read it seems to agree. Glad to see some people are actually on the same side with my always controversial theories. Another one today? Nah. I don't even know what I'm going to talk about, I never do, I simply, just let my fingers connect, and whatever spills out, does. The thing is, most people assume in some of my posts, I single out groups, or specific people, but for the millionth time, I don't. If I have a problem with someone, I don't blog it, and if I do, I specifically say that this is directed to a specific person. Yesterday, it was a theory I thought of, and then I did use an example concerning my friend. However if at any time you felt that a part of it was directed to you, then you feel guilty. It's your subconscious or even your conscious side telling you this somewhat applies to you. If it does, and it's something positive, awesome. If it's not something positive, then either I disagree with something regarding you, and whether you want to change it, or not, that's your opinion and problem, not mine. I mean I get to many of the people who personally know me and read the blog telling me "I know who you meant by that". I didn't mean anyone, and understand I'm not 12 years old to specifically address someone through my blog. Okay? Cool. As of recently, I've stopped socializing. Not because I'm antisocial, but because I have no tolerance for drama. In my opinion, 4 quarters are more valuable then 40 pennies. I'd rather have a few really good friends, then ten times the amount of friends who aren't worth anything. Plus, maybe the reason I've stopped socializing is cause I've had that drop in everything, and that includes connections with most people. Simply cause, none of them care enough to have the effort to stick around when I need them the most. Sort of the same situation as always. "You know I'm here for you if you ever need it, or ever need somebody to talk to." Yes, perfect, found the topic for today. That line. How many people have ever said it to you? A lot. It's a lot easier said then done. People tend to say it a lot. The thought is nice, but then, no one ever actually pulls through with it. Like just cause you said that to me, I'm not going to run to you, and be like be here for me. No, wrong concept. If you want to be here for me, show it. Simple as that. I feel like I'm ranting and will lose my point soon. Not that I've even made one, but then, sort of what makes my blog unique, endless arguments with no points or purpose, just like my life. With all due respect (as always), Fiasco Out.

Day 58: At Dawn We Rage

Day 58: At Dawn We Rage 

I haven't blogged in a while however for the past few days I have been quite under the weather, I had a flu and then the day I recovered, food poisoning struck. Well I feel like I'm back on my feet. Fatigue sort of faded and now I'm feeling great. Well it's summer. But along with summer comes a lack of purpose and direction. Here's the difference between this summer and all the previous ones. Every summer, you possibly join summer night classes, or at least that was the case for me last summer. You know where your headed to, and that's obviously the next school year after the vacation is done. Well, this year, I don't know where I'm headed and won't know until August when the results are out. Not to mention I still haven't applied for a single university or college. Add to the mix I'm starting to doubt going for medicine (even though I know that's almost definitely the career path I'm taking). It's appealing cause I'm good at it, and it'll offer me satisfaction especially considering I'm helping people. It's not appealing because, it takes forever to get down, and forever to get a decent paying job, experience, and reputation. Add to the mix being a DJ is not option (sadly). Hoping it'll all sort out when my results coming. I'm just hoping my results are pretty good. I actually have an interesting theory that I'd like to share. So high school is over. Looking back, I sort of realized a few misconceptions. Where I'm from, culturally, religiously, and socially, drinking and smoking (and I don't mean cigarettes) are sort of looked down upon. For guys, and this is cause of the social inequality (if that's the correct terminology) present in this country, if you do any of those things, it's not a big deal. But if a girl does it, she's automatically gets called by people who don't know much about her a slut, hoe, or whatever. But what I've realized, is that, its actually sort of opposite, in both cases. Personally, I find guys who smoke weed quite obnoxious, sort of because 75% of conversations with them are about they're smoking experiences. "Dude once, I got so high"...no, shut the hell up, I couldn't care less. As for drinking, same issue. Nothing is worse than drunk guys. Especially in a country where 90% of the guys think the chicks will think it's hot to overdo how drunk you are and act wasted and go all crazy and claim they can't control themselves. That just makes them annoying and obnoxious. But for girls, here's why I think it's the opposite. Girls don't enjoy talking about they're getting high experiences. Like she's basically the same around you. When she's drunk, I mean its all fun and games until one of her friends who's wasted starts crying and the scene turns horribly lame and repetitive considered it happens nearly every time. Now you would think, that would make them more annoying then your "straight edge" girls here. But here's the twist, girls here who don't associate themselves with stuff are usually judgmental, and close minded. Of course, this doesn't apply to everyone, but to be honest, it applies to a fair share of people. I hang out with a lot of girls, and the amount of girls I've seen call other girls slut simply cause they have a different lifestyle is unbelievable. Not to mention, these girls are usually quite boring, and not even social. I mean recently I've heard that, I've seen a friend of mine judged simply cause she's grown close to me (even though this irrelevant but it's the same the concept). I understand a fair amount of females read my blog, so with all my heart, if you can remember once calling a girl a slut or hoe for smoking or drinking something, or even something as simple as hanging out with guys, fuck you for believing everyone should be like you and not being like you makes them bad. But of course, fuck you, with all due respect! Fiasco Out.