Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Remember

So my sister and I have been talking about getting Tattoos together in memory of our brother. My sister is getting a poem she wrote on herself and I was trying to figure something out for me. And I thought a lot about this, because I've always wanted one but never had the balls to do it or a good enough of a tattoo to actually do it. But if I found a good enough idea, I would do this for my bro's memory. So I finally thought of something. I want to get the hamsa symbol (or hand of fatima) on my back with my brother's name in arabic under it with his birth date. The hamsa symbol is for protection and with his name it would be like how I feel about him. The fact that I feel he has been protecting me. I want to put the birth date because of how I feel about when anyone I know has died. I like to think about how people lived rather than that they died. I'd rather celebrate and remember their birth and life, then morn the death.....Anyway, here is a pic of the tattoo of hamsa.
Oh and its by Frank Wilson....I figured I would give the artist credit for his work.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Not so amusing

So went to Six Flags...i know i know. MORE FLAGS MORE FUN! hahah but seriously wtf is wrong with amusement parks.....they are just trying to screw you. Leila was able to kick ass at Deal or No Deal and she won 500+ tickets for us to realize....the tickets wouldn't us shit! we ended up getting random toys bought at a dollar store. Then there is the new thing they are doing in 6 flags. At every rollercoaster, you have to put ur stuff in a locker....no big deal...ITS A DOLLAR EACH TIME....so basically theyre trying to charge you for the rides. Since 60 bux admission isn't enough. (So what if i paid 25 a ticket). On the other hand, a fun game to play is calling your friends certain animals!

Just cuz we are that cute together

Monday, August 4, 2008

Ode to the Heroes of the Drunks

Yes, we all have been there....SO gone that your acting a fool. It's fun, but it can def get you in trouble.....note to self: don't lick people.....This weekend my girlfriend and a best friend got drunk for the best friend's bday. When I met up them they were already gone, and it made me realize I wasn't getting drunk that...Why you may ask? Well I have this thing about me, If I'm not drunk before the girls that I am around, then I won't get drunk just because I figured I will be taking care of them afterward. Of course I will let them have their fun, watch them bitch out every person in their way. Wear my shoes on the wrong feet so they won't have to go to the bathroom in their heels...oh yea the bathroom was across the hall. I'll let them get comfy as they forced themselves to take a nap on my lap. Let them complain to me about every little problem that they would never really think about but now they're drunk. OH and the most important, holding their hair, patting their backs as they hurl. Now I know what your thinking, what an awesome night, but actually I wouldn't have it any other way, they both had their fun and that's what matters and I realize I've made others do it for me. So this is to the Heroes of the Drunks, those amazing friends/family that makes sure you get back from club/frat/bars/house parties in one piece.
I'll leave with some pics to better explain my story:
The Girls

Me
Thanks friends for taking care of me and you know I got you.