heeeeyyy!!
i better write something before this blog goes down the shitters.. been really busy lately. work, work, work!!
i wish i didn't have to so i could do what i do best.. seriously, i'm thinkin' bout this year being my last hurrah doing my job.
i'm not really good at it.. i just get things done that's why they've pretty much kept me here.
talk about doin' things half-ass most of the time.. but then again, i get things done. that's what matters - at least for my kinda job.
on the other hand, i'm really getting better at working out. people respect me, i can feel that. ya know, those groupies who thinks they're the strongest and most advance, they go out of their way to be nicey-nicey with me.
what sets me apart from these fockers is the fact that they're strong, yes, but they're "on" to something. while i can beat their asses on some lifts even though i'm a natural.. meaning, i haven't mess around chemicals and stuff while them are being "scientists."
sometimes, i feel like they're giving me too much credit.
i do things differently and they've kinda got this "shock and awe" look on their faces... they still can't believe i'm just a mere mortal with no drug assistance.
some dimwit are actually quick to jump on their arse when some "juiced" guy give them some sorta program to follow. frankly, i take it with a grain of salt when these guys give advises. it's like apples and oranges, homo. ya think what works for him will work for ya??
no freaking way!
i don't know man.. i'm happy where i am when it comes to experience and knowledge.. no injuries whatsoever.. my lifts, decent.
the only thing that's missing right now and am trying to figure this out since forever, is how i can do something i enjoy and at the same time earn some moolah on the side???
ten years of busting my chops, i think it's high time i do something else.
on the other hand, my job's not rocket science.. pretty laid back and i get to do other things on the side just as well.
ahhhh life... you go schooling and finish up to get a job and when you have a job you wanna quit??
lemme tinker my future s'more...
by the way, dog is dead.
he died the next day.
R.I.P. Ramboo
you're maybe gone, but not forgotten.
