Who Put the Stick in My Spokes and Broke My Momentum?

I invite anyone to over think. Whatever thought is in their head and just floor it. Step on the gas. It is addicting much like cruising through the streets at high speed. The only problem is, my foot can’t reach the bottom, and I’m stuck on over drive. I think too much.  Although I miss working on problems with physics and chemistry, I hate the whole bullshit process that comes with it. Tests and tons and tons of homework meant to cement the fundamentals into your head. I wish I could just do lab work and learn through experience. I love working with math but when I have to do textbook problem after textbook problem, I feel somewhat cheated, but out of what? I have no clue. And also I don’t know how I want to apply this knowledge that I learn. I come to realize I just love to learn. I like absorbing information in my head. Why? Is it to have the upper hand in conversations? Maybe that is the case. Does it feed some need in my brain? Probably does or I wouldn’t have a sense of accomplishment that comes from learning something new. I think the second is the main reason. I just read about wasps and found out that they are parasites and they don’t die after stinging you amongst other things and how the vernacular of them differs from actual taxonomy. I doubt wasps and their mating habits will arise in an informal conversation and I don’t like throwing this into monotonous conversations. I’d rather just leave it as is if the other person isn’t making an effort to have the upper hand so to speak.  Why the fuck would anyone want to learn about wasps anyway? I don’t know but now I know a little something more. Maybe I should just learn a trade and put my desire to learn to humanities’ use. Back to monotonous conversations, well I don’t like closed conversations either. What I mean is verbal exchanges that only follow somewhat scripted lines. Something along these lines:

“hey what’s up?” – A
“nothing much, chillin you?” – B
“same.” – A


I live in Houston and the past month it’s either been full of rain or swamp ass hot. Being that it is swamp ass hot, I don’t think anyone has been “chillin”

I was at a bonfire with some old friends. I loved it. Out on crystal beach in the midnight hours, the stars are spectacular. For the first time I saw the bands of the Milky Way. I always thought it was something of folklore to see it, but that night I looked up and there was a streak of white to accompany the vast collection of stars. Everything was pretty laid back and I don’t think anyone was having a bad time. Even the dude that passed out and threw up had fun. He got back up, changed his vomit encrusted clothes and was back to falling over himself. The only odd part was that "G" that tried so hard to rep where he was from and how many "niggas i saw dead and all that shit man you ain't ever wanna live where i lived". He had SW tattooed on his abdomen so that in prison, they'd know where he came from. It's sad to know  that he sees himself going to prison. Even sadder, that he is limiting himself to a small shitty part of Houston. There is a big world out there.  It was a shame I had to leave early to work, but I need money. I love money. Following that and a failed attempt at a nap was the other job. I love money.


I’ve been watching Yu-Gi-Oh! and now consequently I’ve wasted about 30 dollars and have about 4 more pounds worth of Yu-Gi-Oh! cards.  How I love shiny cardboard. I love money. 

 

I want to buy three more pairs of sneakers.  I also need a new Nintendo DS. I’m debating between the DSi or DSi XL but for sure I’m buying the Nintendo 3DS when it comes out. I can’t forget about Pokemon Black and White.
   
The ones in the middle are the Air Max 90 Infrareds. They are my absolute favorite sneaker of all time