Well, I haven't had time to update my blog in almost a week now (not that anybody cares or anything). Some stuff has perspired since my B-day, some good some bad.... Let's see if I can remember...hehe

On the 25th, the day of my B-day, me and my brother Sergio went to eat at Chili's. Well, he ate, I just drank some beer...I'm not too keen to the Chili's bar atmosphere...lol...anyway, after a while I was like, man, it's my B-day...I want to do something other than sit at a bar at Chili's. So, his solution was to get beer and go drink in the house. So, by 10 pm I was pissed and fed up and went home. So, on my B-day, I went to sleep by 10:30 completely pissed and disappointed. One think that did come of it was that I realized how big of a loser I am. I have no fucking friends!!! Well, my friend Eugene works til midnight...so that's no fun. My two only other friends are female. Dina and Shelly...but Felicia has a field day if I hang out with them. So, that's how my B-day went.

The following day my Mom and little brother came back from Mexico. They brought me a shitty ceramic ornamental sun from Mexico and a bunch of Tamales.
That night we went to Mi Mexico and ate and got really fucked. Then we came home, drank some more and that was that.

On Saturday night me and Felicia went to eat to the Olive Garden and had a really, really nice time! We talked and enjoyed a nice romantic QUIET dinner. HAHA...my mom babysat for us so the bean wasn't there. Then we went home...you don't need to know anything else about Saturday.

Sunday was weird, I will not go into detail but I hurt Felicia really, really, really bad. For something that one, happened a long time ago, two, it's not even true, and three, she only brought the situation up becuase she dug through my personal things. Well, that's all I'm going to say. But I am in deep shit with her and I have to regain her (so to speak).

SHARMEEN ALERT!

Ok, so check out what happened on Sunday afternoon. I told you that Sharmeen is my mom's next door neighbor right? So, on Sunday, me, Felicia and the baby pull up cuz we were visiting my mom. Well, as we pull up, Shirley, their mom was getting out of her van cuz she was giving Sharmeen a ride somewhere. So we all walk together and decide to all stop at her house. So, we walk in and Eric, the human scum, is out in the little back porch area sweeping or something. We all talk to Sharmeen and all is nice. Then she turns around without any previous warning and calls him into the house. She's like, "Eric, my sister is here". I'm like, goddamit! now I have to act nice to this asshole. So he comes in, and she introduces us. I guess Sharmeen was expecting for me to be all cool and shake his hand. I am not about to extend my hand to a lowlife, asshole, negligent parent motherfucking scum like him. I barely even look at him in the eyes. Not in purpose though, I just realize that I can't look at a subhuman hyena like himself in the eye. Anyway, I guess based on my reaction Felicia followed suit and didn't shake his hand either. Although Felicia knows him, just hadn't seen him in years. He just stood there and goofily shook his hand saying "well, duh, hi". He looked on crack, Felicia noticed too. LOL
So Shirley is all like let's go, we gotta go... we all walk outside except for Sharmeen and Eric. Shirley is outside with us waiting for Sharmeen talking. Then Sharmeen comes out and asks if Eric can go with them. Shirley blows up! but finally she agrees. At this point I tell Felicia to stay and chat but I was going in my mom's house with the baby. I go in and I realize I forgot the baby's bag in the car. Here is where it gets fun!
I smoke, not like a pack a day, but I smoke once every few days (sue me!). So, as I was walking out, I noticed my brother's pack of cigarettes on the table. I figured, hell the baby is not with me and I'm going out side. I swipe one to smoke. So I walk outside and light my cancer stick. Then, Felicia is out there all the way back near Shirley's truck again talking to Sharmeen and Shirley. So, I approach them and start talking to them...cigarette in hand. Everybody in her family knows I smoke and drink. Everyone in her family knows that I am not and Adventist. Everybody in her family knows that I love to party and have a good time. So, I'm talking to Shirley and Sharmeen and when we're done me and Felicia turn around and this cockknocker is standing behind me. As soon as we turn around he says, "Why are you smoking like that around Felicia, don't you know she's a 7th day Adventist?"......Felicia turns red with anger...I'm thinking to myself, NO MOTHERFUCKER! I MARRIED SOMEONE WHOM I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEIR RELIGIOUS BELIEFS ARE! I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT MY WIFE YOU IGNORANT PIECE OF SHIT!!!....lol...well, I didn't say any of that...but I surely though of it. Actually, fortunately, I was in a really good mood so all I said was, "well, I'm not." and walked away. Felicia saw that I didn't react or get pissed so she calmed down and walked with me.
Apparently, Shirley and Sharmeen did not overhear his comment but overheard mine and they saw me and Felicia just kinda stood speechless in front of him for a few seconds in disbelief. Shirley is already looking for anything to kick the shit out of this lowlife. She comes out and asks what's going on and Sharmeen does the same. me and Felicia are already kinda far from them so we tell them nothing is going on. We go in my mom's house. Right before we go in I turned back and I saw Eric walking away and into Sharmeens house, he looked angry..haha...Sharmeen following behind.

So, we go in and a few seconds later I tell Felicia to go out and make sure everyone is ok. She goes back and later Sharmeen comes back in and apologizes for Eric. I don't think Sharmeen should apologize for him. Sharmeen didn't do anything. Anyway, I could tell Sharmeen was beyond pissed so I told her it was ok and whatnot. She's completely going off on him saying he had no right to tell me anything and goes on and on about how he should be ashamed of what he did to his children. She said he should not even compare his sorry ass to someone like me who is taking care of his kids and wife (actually, that part really placated my ego..hehe). So again, I told her it's ok. They leave and Felicia comes back later. She tells me that Shirley went off completely on Eric. She unloaded every little piece of rancor and anger he felt for him right on the parking lot of the apartment complex. Eric was trying to say something about he cares for her and Felicia's health through the Adventist faith. Shirley cuts him off and tells him he is nobody to tell him about her own faith and the faith she has followed all her life. Man, she schooled him on Adventist or something like that. So, Sharmeen finally decided to kick him out of the house because he started to mouth of to Shirley and make inappropriate comments to the family. Aawwww...that was sweet, both Shirley and Sharmeen referred to me as part of the family and he should not come and question any family member's actions. So, apparently he's moving out this Friday. Well, I do feel bad that Sharmeen's dream of a normal married life crumbled...for the third time. But I think we are all glad and relieved that he is gone.

So, that was my weekend. I only got presents from Felicia's dad's family. So if anyone out there wants to give me something. Just bring them on. hehe...

I will try to update this more often...for now, good bye.

TODAY IS MY B-DAY!!!! (YAY!) OUT CELEBRATING...WON'T BE BACK FOR A WHILE...HEHEHE

This is not me, just a rendition of what I'm doing tonight!!

Chickenshit Conformist

Punk's not dead,
It just deserves to die
When it becomes another stale cartoon.
A close-minded, self-centered social club;
Ideas don't matter, it's who you know.
If the music's gotten boring
It's because of the people
Who want everyone to sound the same,
Who drive bright people out
Of our so-called scene
'Til all that's left Is just a meaningless fad.
Hardcore formulas are dogshit
Change and caring are what's real.
Is this a state of mind?
Or just another label?
The joy and hope of an alternative
Have become its own cliche,
A hairstyle's not a lifestyle
Imagine Sid Vicious at 35.
Who needs a scene
Scared to love and to feel?
Judging everythng
By loud fast rules appeal
Who played last night?
"I don't know, I forgot.
But diving off the stage Was a lot of fun."

So eager to please,
Peer pressure decrees,
Make the same old mistakes
Again and again,
Chickenshit conformist
Like your parents.

What's ripped us apart even more than drugs
Are the thieves and the goddamn liars.
Flipping people off when they share their stuff
When someone falls are there any friends?
Harder core than thou for a year or two
Then it's time to get a real job.
Others stay home, it's no fun to go out
When the gigs are wrecked by gangs and thugs.
When the thugs form bands, look who gets record deals
From New York metal labels looking to scam.
Who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find
To make a buck revving kids up for war .
Walk tall, act small
Only as tough as gang approval.
Unity is bullshit
When it's under someone's fat boot.
Where's the common cause?
Too many factions
Safely sulk in their shells
Agree with us on everything
Or we won't help with anythng.
That kind of attitude
Just makes a split grow wider
Guess who's laughing while the world explodes?
When we're all crybabies
Who fight best among ouselves

That farty old rock and roll attitude's back
"It's competition, man, we wanna break big."
Who needs friends when the money's good
That's right, the '70s are back.
Cock-rock metal's like a bad laxative
It just don't move me, ya know?
The music's OK when there's more ideas than solos
But do we rally need the attitude too?
Shedding thin skin too quickly
As a fan it disappoints me
Same old stupid sexist lyrics
Or is Satan all you can think of?
Crossover is just another word
For lack of ideas.
Maybe what we need
Are more trolls under the bridge
Will the metalheads finally learn something-
Or will the punks throw away their education?
No one's ever the best
Once they believe their own press
"Maturing" don't mean rehashing
Mistakes of the past

The more things change
The more they stay the same.
We can't grow
When we won't criticize ourselves.
The '80s weren't all failure
It's the '90s that stunk.
As the clock ticks we dig the same hole
Music scenes ain't real life,
They won't get rid of the bomb,
Won't eliminate rape
Or bring down the banks.
Any kind of real change
Takes more time and work
Than changing channels on a TV set.

SHARMEEN ALERT!

I'm so fucking sick of Sharmeen and her fucking bullshit!!!!!! Especially now that her fucking asshole lazy ass motherfucker bitch ass boyfriend is back....

She has to ask people at random to pick up her fucking kids from school daily. Normally Shirley, her mom, does it. Today Shirley had a job interview of some sort so she was not able to pick them up....Guess who the fuck was assigned to pick them up???? That's right....Felicia, my wife!!!!

So, today I come to work at 12 pm and at around 2:30 I call her asking her about lunch because we are very low on funds (fucking unexpected bills) and we can't eat out. So Felicia, casually, tells me she fucking forgot to make lunch!!!! And at 2:30 she was already on her fucking way to pick up Taylor....So I'm sitting here hungry as fucking hell already, not to mention that my lunch isn't until 4:30 and she tells me she forgot to make lunch.....What the fuck??!!!!

Then she still has to go pick up Michael at 3:30 so she can't do anything about it. So I'm like fine! I'll figure something out. So 4:30 rolls around and I have no fucking clue what to do.... I'm fucking starving and I have no cash on me. So, I go to my mom's house at 4:30...Traffic isn't bad going into Charlotte so I make it there in like less than 10 minutes. I get there and Fabianna is there, but Felicia is at her grandmother's house with the kids waiting for Sharmeen cuz she also has to bring her ass to her house!!!! I'm like whatever....If she wants to be used and abused by Sharmeen, fine...It's her fucking problem as long as it doesn't bother me.

Well, At 5:15 (I get an hour lunch) I make my way back to work....FUCKING TRAFFIC!!!! I was supposed to be back at work at 5:30...I made it here at 5:52!!! Needless to say I was fucking pissed at Sharmeen for being a fuck up and abusive and shit...and I was pissed at Felicia for "forgetting" that we had no fucking money and not telling me there ain't shit to eat until 2:30!!!!!!!!!! Man, I told her that I didn't care if she let's Sharmeen use her as she pleases as long as it doesn't affect me or the baby. Well fuck this shit!!!! I could have gotten fired today....All because someone doesn't give a fuck and is no considerate to my wife!!! FUCK HER!!!!!! FUCK THIS SHIT!!! I am so sick of it!

Then, almost when I got to work, Felicia calls me on the phone and acts all nonchalant. I go off...She asked me what I was doing and blow up....I'm like I'm on the fucking road still trying to get to work.... She can't understand why I'm pissed. That is soo not cool.... I fucking hung up on her....(sadly and immaturely, that felt good)....anyway, I am at work now and I am pissed, I hope no one comes and gives me shit cuz I will go off on these motherfuckers too....

To top it all off, I was planning to vent out tonight by getting drunk. Then my little brother Ricky is like, you can't drink tonight, you have to take us to the airport at 6 am tomorrow. SHIT! I forgot...with all this shit I forgot my mom and my brother are leaving for Mexico tomorrow...oh well, so much for venting my frustrations with alcohol....So, it has sucked for the past couple of days. A couple of days ago I also got in weird disagreement with my friend Char....that hurt, cuz I didn't do anything wrong and she got mad at me....But I think something else happened on her end which made her feel bad...so whatever it is, I hope she's good.

So, I am sick of being at work, I wanna go home but I can't...I'm stuck here til nine....so, I might still get fucked tonight and see how I deal with the airport trip tomorrow....I'm too pissed to be sober.....I guess that's my bitchin' for today....g'nite ya'll!

Nothing to report.....pissed off! I will post something tomorrow when I am in a better mood. good night!

I found the funniest website that would seem unfunny to anyone who didn't finish middle school...check it out.

I couldn't sleep (after we spoke) last night so I decided to do this thing on my blog for the hell of it...hehe....enjoy! the parenthesis comment is only meant for one person

I stole Char's Quiz

series one--your:
name: Soneji
age: (only the ones who know shall know)
birthdate: 9/25
interests: Art, Literature, Music...especially music, my family, Beer and Punk
time: 1:43 am

series two--describe:

your heritage: Mexicano
your hair: dark brown
your eyes: dark brown
your fears: midgets who smell like cabbage
your perfect pizza: with a scoop of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia on top
one thing you'd like to achieve: Start another business, one that makes a lot of money.

series three--what is?
your most overused phrase on aim: I hate AOL!
the first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Boobs (I'm not gonna lie)
your best physical feature: my pancreas
your greatest accomplishment: overcoming drug addiction... and reading the entire divine comedy.
your most missed memory: My dad....and real Mexican taquitos.
your favorite article of clothing: my baseball hat collection, yes, ALL OF THEM!
pepsi or coke: Coke I guess
mcdonald's or burger king: Wendy's (the 99 cent value menu kicks ass!)
single or group dates: single
adidas or nike: Van's
lipton ice tea or nestea: either
chocolate or vanilla: Cherry Garcia

series five--do you...
smoke: Only when set on fire....
cuss: Like a fucking sailor
sing well: hell no! singing is for sissies, except for Lenny from Motorhead, he's not a sissy.
take a shower everyday: I chose not to answer that in the grounds that I might self incriminate...my..self......umm, redundant isn't it?
have a crush(es): OH, hells yes, and she knows it too....
think you've been in love: I know I have and currently am.
want to go to college: already did
like high school: yeah, what little I can remember
want to get married: been there done that
type w/ your fingers on the right keys: Always
think you're attractive: Only in the in a dark room

series six--in the past 3 months, did/have you...
drank alcohol: of course
smoked: yes
done a drug: I think I smoked some weed, but it might have been more than 3 months.
eaten an entire box of oreos: No
been on stage: No
been dumped: No
gone skating: No
made homemade cookies: huh?
been in love: Yes!
dyed your hair: nah, too old for that.
stolen anything: I don't think so...I hope not....

series seven--have you ever...
been called a tease: haha...sadly, Yes
gotten beaten up: Oh, hell yes....many times, but I've kicked some serious ass myself.
shoplifted: Yes
changed who you were to fit in: Yes...again, sadly...

series eight--the future
numbers and names of children: 2, Fabianna (who is already here) and Annaugh (NOT MARY).
describe your dream wedding: In the Chapel-O-Love in the Vegas strip.
how do you want to die: I don't want to die!!!!
what country would you most like to visit: Japan

series nine--opposite sex
best eye color: as long as they are not filled with that mucus substance, any.
best hair color: any
short or long hair: LONG!
best height: doesn't matter
best weight: No Laura Flynn Boyle skeletons and no morbidly obese chicks, everything else is kosher with me.
best articles of clothing: matching lingerie
best first date location: Motel 6...oh wait, you mean a date, date? night walk in the park and nice romantic dinner.

series ten--number of...
number of drugs taken illegally: when? recently or all my life????? many, many!!
number of people I could trust with my life: 4
number of cds that I own: over 300 currently plus over 500 vinyl albums
number of piercings: although I don't currently use any, lip, 2 in nose, eyebrow, like 10 on each ear, nipples, webbing of my hands that's it I think.
number of tattoos: 1 and a half.
number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: NONE! Hooray!
number of scars on my body:Christ! too many to count....
number of things in my past that I regret: many.

series eleven--right now
wearing: a Duke Power T-shirt and Hanes boxers...that's it...oh, and socks.
thinking of: Weed, Work, Charlotte and what I'm getting for my B-day
watching: my computer monitor
date: Sep 16
time: 2:01 am