Am I Moving In Slow Motion?

Greetings, and Happy Halloween to all. So, I'm going to be completely honest here: I have nothing blogworthy to share with you today. Except for the fact that I made up a new word: blogworthy. I should patent that shit. Anyways, I can't really think of anything to blog about at the moment, but then again, it is 1 in the morning and I'm quite sleepy. So maybe that factors in. I don't really know. I ain't a scientist. Anyways, this is another one of those "nothing to blog about, so I'll ramble" blogs that most people have come to know all too well here on TOM. Again, that's a great acronym, ain't it? TOM = Tales of Misfortune, just so ya know. But you knew that! Alas, I digress. So, I apologize for wasting your time with an absolutely pointless blog.

You're welcome.

Enjoy the holiday.

-Creech.

Wanna Wrestle?

So, most people who have talked to me may not know this, but I am a huge wrestling fan. I love wrestling. Sure, call it fake or lame or whatever you want, but it's a hell of a lot of fun to watch. Well, I haven't watched wrestling in about 2 or 3 years, but a lot of my faves were people who were lesser known wrestlers. So, I'm going to start by posting some of some of my favorite wrestlers of 2 or 3 years ago doing what they do.


This match features two of my faves: Paul London and Brian Kendrick. Most people are in agreement that these guys were two of the best wrestlers the WWE. They aren't as well known as, say, John Cena or Randy Orton, but they can still put on a damn entertaining match.

So, that's all for now. Peace and love. And wrestling.

-Creech.

This Video Literally Made My Day.

Not much description needed. This is from the show Operation Repo on TruTV. And it's one of the funniest things I think I've ever seen in a long time. Credit goes to Matthew Hayes for finding this and posting it on Facebook. Enjoy.




-Creech

Def Poetry Jam #2!

I am nonexistant
I am never there
I'm tired of pretending
Pretending I don't care
I am in a lonely place
I am with my friends
Feeling like I can't escape
From those whom I depend on

I am the toxic fumes in the atmosphere
Responsible for global warming, so they say
I am the sun and it's rather warm embrace
Telling you it's time to start the day
I am the rain on a summer afternoon
Falling like tiny missiles from the sky
I am the baptized man cleansed of all decay
Though I do not know the reasons why

I am isolated
From all my doubts in fears
If I just ignore them
It's like they were never here
I am everything at once
In the universe
Things will likely get better
Before they get worse

I am the combine that harvests all the crops
Getting your work done before the game
I am the parachute pants in your closet
That you don't wear 'cause your friends think they're lame
I am the wings on a bald eagle
Helping the icon of America to fly
I am the sun as it shines upon the world
Though I do not know the reasons why

I am sleeping right now
I cannot hear your words
Counting sheep has bored me
Some might call me disturbed
You are right beside me
Though, you're truly far away
Everything is jumbled inside
I can't find the words to say

I am the toxic fumes inside the atmosphere
That cause the acid rain to fall down from the sky
I am the sun and it's nonexistant face
Watching the world as it starts up the day
I am the rain on a summer afternoon
As noticeable as a battle cry
I am the baptized man cleansed of all decay
And thankfully, I know the reasons why

I've Got Nothing To Say.

Well, the title of this entry should tell you all you need to know about this......entry. Yeah. In all honesty, I have nothing to say. Not literally "nothing," but I don't have any exciting stories from today or anything. Cool? Cool.

Now, you're probably wondering, "Well, if you don't have anything to say, what is this even about?" To be honest with you, the main reason I'm posting is this: this entry will be my 10th of the month, which breaks my previous record of.......whatever my previous record was. I think 9. But don't quote me on that. (Note: you can quote me on that. It's totally true. =D) And I also believe that I had that number in August. But don't quote me on that either. (Note: you can quote me on that as well. Totally truthful. =D)

So, mainly, I just posted this so I would have a month in which I had a double-digit number of blog entries.

Mission accomplished.

-Creech.

No Man Will Stand For Things That He Had Done.

Well, I was going to write an introduction to this blog, but I frankly can't think of one. Whether that's bad or good, I do not know, but I'm just going to jump straight into this one.

So, I was reading my ex-girlfriend's blog, and quite frankly, I didn't know how to react to it. I feared the worst, so I read it, and thankfully it was absolutely nothing bad. In all honesty, it meant the world to me, and that's the best way I can think of to describe it. It seems like my only reaction was to cry. In fact, I did cry. Not tears of sadness, tears of joy, truly. It was a strange feeling.

I'll never forget all of our crazy times together. Meeting up at Homecoming last year. Our numerous times hanging out together. Writing notes to each other. Talking on the phone for hours on end about an endless stream of topics. Just little stuff like that, but they meant everything to me. I was going through a tough time in my life. I was at this crossroads of "where am I going?" I guess I felt different, or dare I say, weird. And then I met her. She has literally changed the way I think. She has impacted my life in a way that nobody else can, nor likely ever will. And again, I mean this in an absolutely positive light. I have never hated her, nor will I ever hate her. She meant the world to me, and she still does. In fact, she's one of my closest friends. If not my closest friend.

Sure, we broke up, but I'm not going to be a jerk and hate her for it. That's absolutely moronic. It's idiotic to hate someone who broke up with you, unless you've got an extremely good reason to. I have no reason to hate her. I still care about her, and I'll always be there for her, even if I'm not actually there in person. And..........there's so much I have to say, but I want to try and keep this as brief as possible. So, for now, I'll end this blog.

If you're reading this, I may not live nearby, but I'm always here for you. And I always will be.

We Wanna Get Loaded, And Have A Good Time.

Hello there, world. To be honest with you, I'm heading to bed in a few. But before I do, I have something I'd like to say.

My birthday is in one week.

Ok, that's not all that I want to say, but it is a true fact. However, I'm realizing something. Right now, I'm extremely happy with where I am in my life, and I'm content with the way things are right now. Well, minus me not having a job, but beggars can't be choosers, now can we? Oddly enough, I want a job, because quite frankly, I would enjoy having money. Despite not having a job, I'm incredibly happy with where I am in life currently. It's been awhile since I could say that. I was starting to get incredibly bummed out because I wasn't sure what I was doing with my life, and I felt like I wasn't getting much accomplished or whatever. But now, I've finally got my driver's license, I'm doing super well in college, and everything that was stressing me out before has dissapated from my life, which I'm incredibly excited about. Like I said, it's been a long time since I could really say that, but I'm incredibly happy with where I am, and I can't wait to see where this road will take me.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to catch some Zs.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................

-Creech

You're Still Young, But Your Mind Has Grown Old, It Seems.

So, I've just been doing a large amount of thinking lately, which is never a good thing. As a good friend of mine stated, "overthinking leads to doubt, which you want to avoid." So yeah, overthinking is best avoided. However, when bored, and with nothing better to do, what else is there to do but think? At least for me. If I try to not worry, I end up overthinking and I start worrying about every damn single thing.

Take love for example. I used to always overthink when it comes to love, which is usually my downfall. When I like a girl, I begin to worry. I fear I'm not good enough, or that I'll lose the person that I'm with. Or that the person I'm with isn't who I should be with, or something like that. Something ridiculous of that sort. And when I'm was in relationships, I used to think I'd lose them, or that they'd find somebody better and leave me or..........all that stuff. Thankfully, I think I'm finally getting over that. Thank God. I guess, when it comes to love, I just haven't had tremendous luck. And because of my bad luck with relationships and love, I'm just kinda afraid of talking to girls. Which sounds very Junior High of me, I guess, but it's just the way I am.

So, sure, I like a couple of girls right now, but my confidence has been nearly shot down, so I'm scared as hell to go up to a girl that I like that I haven't talked to much and ask them to hang out or whatever. Thankfully, I'm getting over being so worrisome about myself and I'm beginning to realize that most girls won't judge me and will be nice, which sounds foolish and completely idiotic of me to begin realizing, but for somebody who hasn't had many relationships, it's huge for me. I'm realizing that the worst that can happen to me is that they'll say no. And if so, I just move on. There's plenty of fish in the sea, so I just have to.......keep fishing.

Yeah.

-Creech

Forgive Them Even If They Are Not Sorry.

Greetings. So, here on TOM (my creative acronym for Tales of Misfortune. Good, isn't it?), I've decided to discuss music. Recently, one of the bands I've grown to like, arguably as much as Pink Floyd or the Smashing Pumpkins, is the Strokes. The band somehow began to grow on me. They had a unique simple musical style, with great guitar lines, a tremendous rhythm section, and the unique, droning, and half-asleep-sounding vocals of Julian Casablancas. However, after their 2006 album First Impressions of Earth, they all decided to do their own thing. Albert Hammond Jr. went on a solo stint, which actually was pretty freaking good (check it out if you want to), Nikolai Fraiture started a solo project called Nickel Eye (get it?!), Fabrizio Moretti joined a band known as Little Joy, which I haven't heard much of, and Nick Valensi........well, is with his family. But what about Julian? What has he been doing? Sure, he's worked on a couple of songs, including this catchy song for a Converse commercial and a guest vocal on The Lonely Island ("I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman"), but he hasn't got his own musical thing going on, nor is he raising the family. So what is he doing?

He answers our question by preparing to release a solo album. Titled "Phrazes For The Young". In my homeland of the US, it comes out on November 3rd (I think), but I've heard two tracks from it, 11th Dimension and River of Brakelights. And both are really good. They're definitely different from the Strokes laid-back style of garage rock, and they're more electronic sounding, even. 11th Dimension is super catchy and has Julian singing the line that this blog is titled from, "forgive them, even if they are not sorry." River of Brakelights is a completely different animal. It's 5 minutes of the strangest sounding electronic music you'll likely ever hear.

However, don't take my word for it: listen for yourself.





Nonetheless, I am absolutely stoked for Julian's solo album, and will definitely be purchasing it ASAP.

-Creech

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-Creech

I Felt The Need To Share This.

So, I was scanning the internet, and I found this:

http://www.cracked.com/photoshop_90_the-world-tomorrow-if-internet-disappeared-today/

Basically, it's a contest for Photoshop. You had to Photoshop a picture of what the world would be like tomorrow if the internet was gone. And the pictures are some of the funniest things I've ever seen. Seriously. So, I felt the need to share this with all of you. Enjoy.

-Creech

We Smoke As We Shoot The Bird.

Greetings, world. So, I have a bit of an interesting story to tell. It's about me. Naturally. Hope you enjoy it.

Well, as most of you know, I recently got my driver's license. As most of you also know, I'm nearly 19 years old. In society, the stereotypical age to get your license is sixteen. Well, needless to say, I was a few years late on that. But you know the saying "better late than never"? Well, I lived that phrase.

A few years ago, I took Driver's Ed. You know, the class that everybody takes to get their permit so people will think they're legit? Yeah, that class. And, needless to say, I wasn't the greatest driver in the world when I started. But who is, really? So, I went through the 3 weeks of Driver's Ed, and I got a B on the class part, and a C- on driving. Yeah, I kinda sucked. But passing is passing, and that's how I roll.

So now, with my permit handy, I was ready to take on the world. I was prepared to get my license. So later that year, I took my driving test. For the first of four times. Obviously, I failed, hence why I took it 3 times after that. As for why, it oddly enough wasn't for parallel parking. Irony. Well, not really irony, but whatever. I failed for two reasons: the first was because I turned into the wrong lane while turning onto a one way street, and the second is difficult for me to explain simply, so I'll just say I failed and leave it at that. Nonetheless, I was bummed. But you know that at first if you don't succeed, then try again, right?

Well, I tried again a few times.

The second time, I was feeling pretty confident. I had everything down, and I felt ready to take on the world. I knew what I messed up last time, and I was determined to kick the driving test on it's ass. Plus I had a new person giving me the test this time, so I was confident as can be. Well, it's funny how confidence can cause you to fail! Which I did. I screwed up parallel parking. Go figure, right? So, yeah, I failed twice.

Onward to time three. This was nearly a year after I failed the second time, so I suppose you could say I've driven a lot since then. So, yeah, I was confident. I drove around virtually that entire morning, so I was feeling pretty confident. Well, thanks to one small screwup, I still didn't have my license. I went a little too fast in a school zone, and on that day, I apparently wasn't qualified to pilot a 1996 Chevrolet Blazer. So, I took my nearly-expired permit out of the BMV and made my walk of shame out to the car.

So, now on to time four. Which was conveniently scheduled 4 days before my permit expires. It's down to this: either get my license, or I have to wait 60/90/however many days to get my permit again, and then I have to go through all of this trouble again.

Well, I didn't screw up this time. Oddly enough, the lady giving the driving test didn't make me parallel park, which was dope. So, I just kinda casually drove around downtown, and made it back to the license branch, and she says "you did fine" and got out of the car. I was mind blown. I had to ask "so, I passed then?" and she was like "yep." So stoked.

So, that's the story of how I got my license. It took quite a long time, but as I said, "better late than never", eh?

Have a tremendous day.

-Creech

Def Poetry Jam!

I shower you with praises
You leave me all alone
The world has fallen apart
But I still got my phone
I'm not surprised
Everything about life, they dispise
As they wipe the tears from their eyes
As they spend their lives slaving away

She wants me to fix her broken heart
But I'm too busy mending mine
I fear that picking up the pieces
Is too much responsibility

Dear, I've had a wonderous night
But this is not the one
You constantly insult my maturity
Baby girl, you're no fun

She wants me to fix her broken heart
All the thread is used on mine
Holding the fragile halves together
The tension ripping them apart

The sun rises from the cloud
Is that a tree suspended in the sky?
The children frolick through the flowers
As I feel as if I'm high

I don't need the sympathy of all your stupid friends
Just throw me in the fire and leave me be
In the past, we were the best of friends, a faded memory now
I don't care about conformity

She wants me to fix her broken heart
But I fear that I cannot
A job of that magnitude
Requires a better man than I

Another Long Delayed Blog.

Alright, so I've come to the conclusion that I am terrible at keeping a blog. I simply am horrendous at it. I haven't posted anything on here in a long time, but frankly, I have been busy living my life. And, boy, do I have stories! Well, not particularly interesting stories, but stories nonetheless. Should be interesting. I'll share these stories in the coming days and weeks in this blog. I'm busy currently with quite a bit of college homework, so whenever I get some free time, I will get on posting more blogs. And trust me, they will be more interesting than this one.

Keep the faith.

-Creech