Logic has no imagination
"Failing isn't the end of the world. Quitting is."
- moi?
"At the end of this, no one will remember what you said. But people will remember what you do."
- Arthur Smith, C.E.O. of GS1 Canada
"i want what all men want. i just want it more."
- Kobe Bryant
"Heart is what separates the good from the great"
- Michael Jordan
"Sometimes...
only the struggle makes it worth it...
only the pain makes it sweet...
and only victory is the answer"
- Nike
"When that blood gets riled up, you're still going to see some of what they say is immaturity."
"It's not what you know. It's what you can prove."
-Denzel Washington in Training Day
Lyrics:
Kanye West - I Wonder
Find your dreams come true
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
[chorus]
And I wonder if you know
What it means, what it means
And I wonder if you know
What it means to find your dreams
I've been waiting on this my whole life
These dreams be waking me up at night
You say I think I'm never wrong
You know what, maybe you're right, aight
[chorus]
You say he get on your fucking nerves
You hope that he get what he deserves, word
Do you even remember what the issue is
You just trying to find where the tissue is
You can still be who you wish you is
It ain't happen yet
And that's what the intuition is
When you hop back in the car
Drive back to the crib
Run back to their arms
The smokescreens
The chokes and the screams
You ever wonder what it all really mean
[chorus]
And I'm back on my grind
A psychic read my lifeline
Told me in my lifetime
My name would help light up the Chicago skyline
And that's what I'm
Seven o'clock, that's primetime
Heaven'll watch, God calling from the hot lines
Why he keep giving me hot lines
I'm a star, how could I not shine
How many ladies in the house
How many ladies in the house without a spouse
Something in your blouse got me feeling so aroused
What you about
On that independent shit
Trade it all for a husband and some kids
You ever wonder what it all really mean
You ever wonder if you'll find your dreams
Cause love's such an old fashioned word And love dares you, to care for people on the edge of the night And love dares you, to change our way of caring about ourselves This is our last dance, this is our last dance This is ourselves, under pressure Under pressure, pressure
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why do ppl have to be sore losers on my softball team??
one can have all the skills necessary to do something. but if the timing is off, it's a failure one can have no skills or capability to do something, but if they have the right timing, they have a much better chance at succeeding than everyone else
my timing is very poor these days. i dont know why. i used to thrive on timing. it was key to everything.
dark knight was amazing. but everyone knows by now cause everyone has seen it, other than the unfortunate few.
the bad thing about good movies is the hype. cause hype brings retards to the theatres. these retards piss me off. cant ppl watch a good movie without acting like fags? almost got into 2 fights. once lining up, once at ribfest. some ppl just have no class. wtf is a 60 year old fat duck (typo?) trying to do wanting to fight me. watch too much ufc for his own good me thinks.
joker was good. why are ppl scared of him? how is he scary? he's amusing. doing things for no reason. maybe im just a lunatic for understanding him
why so serious?
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frustrating day today. probably carryover from yesterday
the timing of everything was just off.. irritated me the rain threw everything off... blah tennis gets rained out. no appetite for a free meal at the keg softball gets rained out
softball with my weeknight team definitely hasnt been a great experience...
it's just different.. the team is made up of mostly 30 something year olds who just want to drink. they are highly competitive yet unskilled. they think too highly of themselves and too lowly of others. they are impressed by routine plays, but also anything they do. they can cheer an error-filled hit as long as they get on base and/or score.
i may have enjoyed this..... 10 years ago. but not now. there's something to be said about acting appropriately. maybe i dont get joy in other ppl making errors. i only get joy when i make a good play. trash talking the other team seems childish. maybe im losing my youth.
some ppl on the team are quite indecent as well.. last week, i didnt take my bats out cause the other team forfeited and we were just playing for fun. i go away to the washroom and come back to find that my bat bag was missing a bat. i feared someone stole it, so i asked around. apparently this jerk on my team took it cause he didnt see it anywhere... thus he went to go find it himself. jerk. you dont see me reaching into your wallet to find stuff
today, there was huge rain. and we saw lightning. so we called the game and waited 10mins to see what would happen. i sat in my car and my car was parked next to this teammate and his son who is also on the team. the son was throwing a fit cause he's some 18year old jerk who doesnt know better. he was whining bout how we could play through this all. clearly, he doesnt value life. he values this stupid game of softball over his life. some sense needs to be knocked into him. when he opens the door, it slams into my passenger side mirror. i go out and check and of course there's a black line mark. he just nods a sorry and stays in his car. jerk. wanting to use my bat and always asking where my bat is. im never bringing it again just cause i dont like him. ya, im a jerk like that too.
after coming out cause lightning stopped, we went to play for another 5mins. then heavy rain came and the game was finally cancelled. a few ppl on the team were whining and saying we should want to and love to play through this. i feel sorry for these ppl. maybe i just cant relate. is life so dull that this softball game is all you have to look forward to? that is sad to me. sports isnt the be all and end all of life. sure, it's a great way to escape from reality for a few hours. but afterwards, it's snap back to reality..
this is partially why i believe in God. there must be more than this.. i cannot picture my life, and do not want my life's purpose to be playing a meaningless softball game, wanting to win, and then wanting to celebrate by drinking beer and getting drunk.
how do i get this point across to my team... whom i will most likely not be playing for next year.. i want better competition than this. i dont want this egotistical team.
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EDIT: only on this softball team could the best hitter, statistically and in reality, hit 2nd last in the lineup. thats me of course. no way would anyone want their best hitter hitting higher in the order.. at the top of the line up? dad and son of course. (i dont need to mention the dad makes the lineups right?) both the same type of hitters... claw their way on.. except this only works when no one's on base. when someone's on base, all they do is ground into a force out, which is useless. the jerk son think he's jeter. has it on the back of his jersey, with the same number, and the same stance. too bad he hits like a 3 year old boy and runs like one too. likes to swear a lot though. and likes to think he's the best player on the best team in the league. he honestly thinks he's a yankee. it's really ridiculous.
why dont i say this to their face? i guess the timing's not right. what's also ridiculous is that this team qualified to play provincials cause they played in 2 spn tournaments... i'll play with them just to see what the competition is like. the team will get blown out, there's no doubt.
i have forgotten why i dont put deep thoughts or lengthy posts on here
i think it was a combination of laziness and trying to keep it vague and secretive
now i think it's cause i'd rather talk in person to ppl, than for them to read about me on my blog. the purpose of this blog? i have no clue. amusement?
