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Sunday Morning

I forgot how wonderful and elegant family trips to church and costco were.

We ordered food for four people and spent 9.32 for three slices of pizza, a hot dog, and two drinks. If we were at Round Table or Little Caesar's even, that would've been at least double the price. Yeesh, stupid economy.

Too bad costco was a short lived experience today because we're going to a youth for Christ meeting. Meh, I'd rather play magic and draw, but I've got to visit my roots sometimes. When I walk in, they'll probably end up mobbing me like usual. :3 My friends are awesome.

And phone calls lately have been making me feel better, and also depressing me. At least the happiness is outweighing the frustration.

Thanks Kookookachoo.
-Matt.Abero

P.S.: I made a tumblr today. I was inspired by Leejay. Good inspiration. Visit orebattam.tumblr.com. I think.

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Pre-Spring Break

So today is the beginning of my Spring Break, basically. I've got a class from 10-11 so I'm basically home free.

I saw a duck today while I was parking. Before that I danced to Anti-Matter at Bj's apartment. Before that I woke up at 6:30AM because my friend decided that I'm a great morning person. Luckily, I am.

Now that I've recollected today memento style, let's go forward through time now. I'm expecting to play magic today with Tyram and most likely will end the day with Street Fighter 4.

My gief is a boss. Lariat+FADC+ex Green Fist = 200 damage. Lolz.

So I decided to break up with Karlee on Tuesday. Sucks a lot, thanks for asking. I just wasn't happy, to be honest. I tried, she tried, we tried. But in the end, does it really matter? Thanks emotions for being Hella strange right now.

Well class is finally starting. I'll catch up with you guys later.

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3:33 AM? Seriously?

Ok, why in the world did i wake up at 3:33AM? Is it just my body telling me something? Like, you're going to bed too late, so i'm going to wake up earlier to punish you!

Ok that was an oversimplification, but you get the gist. Fuck it. Sleeping is for the weak, and the normal, and the people who enjoy sloth. I probably don't belong to any of those categories because apparently i'm still fucking awake. >:O

I tried breaking for the first time in a while yesterday. I'm so out of shape. I tried to roll into an air chair yesterday and i thought my arm was going to fall off. Then i saw a guy do hopping, clapping pikes. Thanks for the encouragement clapping-pike-man. hehehe.

Whatever, enough about my ranting.
At least my relationship is doing well...? *sigh*
Ok, probably not. We haven't been talking, and life is just stupid right now. To be honest, i just don't see us the way we used to be. I used to be ecstatic and playful and now i'm just unhappy. It's really disheartening. I just feel like her pushing of my buttons and rattling my pet peeves is just becoming too much.

I'm sorry, it's probably the lack of sleep that's causing me to feel this way. Maybe i should try to go to sleep, because if not, bad things might happen today. After all, i woke up at 3:33.

Happy Day? or The Avenue Q preexcitement speech.

My day is expected to be very bright. Unfortunately, it's very gloomy outside, but i found something that made me really happy today: "Happy Clouds" by Stuart Semple.



Geez, that really made me happy, because it was such a random happy moment.
That and i got a really nice call this morning, and i freaking woke up at 7:Freaking45 AM. But it's alright.

I'm excited for Avenue Q, and today would've been ridiculously busy, but i've decided that kicking back and watching my favorite musical is much better than training for camp, playing in a ProTourQualifier with a format i don't even like, or doing some other thing that's not as important as time well spent.

I hope you all see your "happy clouds" today. ;3

Disappointing? Almost.

As the title states, today was almost disapponting. It was strange to say the least because I wanted to go to campus early to hang with the homies, peeps, and whomever else decided to grace my presence today. However, slothiness got the better of me until about four. I was supposed to obtain a disc of great importance from my friend today containing such hits as Mitch Hedberg and the funky Banana, and other awesome licks. But she went to go pick up her nephew around 4 so I was left with no cds.

To tell you the truth, the last time I actually got a CD from someone, it was named mistakenly disturbed and actually was not a music CD but rather, a disk filled with porn. o.O
Needless to say, I was thoroughly excited to be expecting a mix from someone, mainly because of a book I had read. And I love music. So to not be able to recieve it until later made my day a bit more disappointing.
Then to make my day better, I expected to hang out with the fellas and break. Too bad there was no breaking to be had and so I was upset. Then a stranger asked me to give him a ride, and obviously I said no. He was a short, stubby, black kid who probably had no semblance of the phrase, "Stranger Danger!" however I merely declined and proceeded onward in my day. This is where my day picks up.

So I leave my old high school and then get cut off by a BMW M5, or whatever the Beamer SUV is called, and so I honk and leave my horn depressed for another twenty seconds. Then I get the hilarious idea to follow the person until they decided to stop wherever they may go. I don't knoooooww, Iiiiii don't knooooow. That's from a Beatles song which I enjoy. Kudos if you know which one.
So they end up pulling into a random (or not) parking lot, and I felt like I hadn't thought my plan through completely, such as what my contingency plan would be after the person decided to get out and confront me.

Then I went to school. And now my day is no longer disappointing. I hope? I dunno, we'll find out. Dinner might go well, or I could end up going straight home. T_T
At least I know that it's going to a good cause. See everyone at Round Table!

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iBlogger? iT's aWesome!

So this is my first blog from my iPhone. Let's see how well iBlogger works, shall we? This is my first blog in a very verrrry long time, so you all should feel very enthused by this.

I'm waiting for my midterm to start, so perhaps I'll go and do that...

I'll be back soon.

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Alright, so...

I've finally got time to post something worthwhile, while also having something worthwhile to post, and yet, i'm relegating it to the back of my mind because it needn't be said anymore.

What i was going to blab on about was that Obama was inaugurated for the Presidency last week and it was an amazing day, not counting the fact that Obama took over Bush's job. However, i feel like i just want to chill and not talk about anything heavy or do any crazy research work like i used to do with my posts. I think that my blog is going to be coinciding with my events only. At least until something groundbreaking occurs.

Today happens to be the first day of the Spring 09 semester at Sac state. I'm lucky enough to have gotten out of CRC and back into the "spring" of things. Cheesy as that may sound, i am very excited for this upcoming semester and this event is groundbreaking enough to talk about.

I've been in college since Fall of 06, then i took classes at CSUS for the Spr07, Fall07, and Spr08 semesters, but switched over to CRC because i needed some quality time away from serious schooling. Despite the slight hardship of not being able to sign up for anymore than 7 units, i got to clear my head and i learned a lot about myself just from that one semester. I learned that i can still breakdance and Nursing is not quite my forte, as my portfolio for photography suggested. Apparently, i make a great photograph. So going into the Spring 08 semester, i decided to take as many Graphic design courses as i could because if i'm completely abandoning four semesters of nursing classes, i better make it worth it. Unfortunately, earlier this week, i find that the classes i was waitlisted for were gone and so today i attempted to fill the gaps with other classes, three sections of government classes. They were all completely filled, which slightly depressed me. However, my spirit was enlightened when i actually found that i still have many friends at Sac State in the Student Union. There are still a lot of people that know me and remember me, which makes me feel like leaving and coming back was a very good decision.

I even ventured in parking in the parking structure that i used to park at, except without a proper parking permit. Wow, say that five times fast...

Anyways, so after 8 hours of school, i expected about seventy parking violations just jumbled over the windshield. However, i didn't have a single ticket. I was juiced, to say the least. This "juicing" led to me visiting my old Jamba Juice that i used to work at, hoping i could have hope for a re-hire. Sure enough, my old friend, Liz was working that day and she quickly gave me a hug and told me that they were hiring and i would definitely be looked at seriously. Obviously, i worked there before. And even more obvious, i was excited for the opportunity.

So now i wait in the union for BJ and Kal to finish their CORE meeting so that we can all go back to his apartment and fucking eat. D: I'm really, really hungry. All in all, today was a glorious day, and I'm just going to cap it off by chilling with friends.

It's alive...IT"S ALIVE!!!

YATTA!!!

My macbook is actually running, despite it not having an actual battery. 

I finally decided to just go ahead and buy a charger for it, despite it being 80 bucks. 

T_T

But whatever. I'm finally free of that worthless windows laptop! So Saturday was my very great friend, BJ's, birthday and he wanted to go to Jackson Rancheria. Since lady luck was smiling upon me by deciding to send me my last paycheck, i decided to take my chances.

There were a lot of mainstays there, like Kal and Jeff, and i got to meet some of BJ's best friends, like Sean and Kevin and Phil of the FYOOTCHAAA! That's "future" for those who are unable to read. 

Anyways, so it was first time actually gambling in a casino so i was fairly juiced. And by fairly, i mean HELLA. I started by walking around the slots with Jeff, not being able to decide on what we wanted. And by decide i mean, lose our money. However, this eventually led to us wanting to eat. And eat we did. We walked to the food court and found this Pho place that one of the girls, Brittany, was talking about, which sounded fairly satisfying. And she said it was Buy One Get One FREE!!!

It wasn't BOGO (Buy one get one). Disappointment is one of the words that comes to mind. Turns out that the BOGO is only valid Monday through Friday. Apparently it was neither of those weekdays because we had gone to Jackson on a Saturday. I said that's fine, despite being down 14 bucks because i offered to pay because i owed Jeff much food. And i was in jovial spirits. I mean, paying full price was ok because i still got to chill with Jeff and we got to eat some mediocre, but filling, Pho tai nam, or whatever i actually ordered. And i asked for a water cup and filled it with Fanta.

;D

Meanwhile, i was looking on my phone for which table game i actually wanted to play because slots aren't really my forte. Thankfully i remembered that PieGow poker was very similar to Pusoy, which is a Filipino game where you get 13 cards and you make two poker hands and a three card hand on top. PieGow is actually 7 cards with a two card hand on top and a poker hand on the bottom, but the bottom hand must be higher than your two card hand. For instance, you need to have something like if your 7 card hand had two pairs, you could put the lower pair on top and the higher hand on bottom. Good thing i am lightweight good at Pusoy which makes me fairly good at PieGow? Anyways, so this is what we did. I wiki'd up PieGow poker and got the basic rules and played with Jeff and the Dealer. So basically it was a 15 dollar minimum and i was kind of apprehensive at first, but i decided, "Hey what the hell, it's some of my last money, but i'm totally DOWN!"  so 15 dollars it was and the dealer told us what to do with our cards and etc. So the first hand i push with the dealer, but Jeff has the unlucky hand of nothing, queen high, which is not particularly great. He loses, i'm still in the game. The next hand consists of a pair of 6s and a pair of aces and a...Joker? Wtf? Is that anything? So i place it as Aces on top and 6s with the joker, expecting it to be a three of a kind. So the dealer flips my hand over and tells me it's a foul hand, and i obviously retort with...What the fuck? He tells me that the joker is always an Ace, unless it finishes a straight or a flush. So my hand is foul because i would have 6s on top and Triples of Ace on the bottom. However, he calls over the Pit boss, and asks her whether i should have a foul hand or not, and luckily, she is graceful enough to take pity on me not knowing what a fucking joker does and let's me remake the hand. SO, the dealer is like, oh shit, and i make it 6s on top and trips of aces. I win my FIRST fifteen bucks! The next hand goes like me losing to aces and trip kings. Yeesh, and then i'm playing with my last fifteen bucks pushing it until i start to win again. Awesome. I start to win enough that they ask me to take off my prescription Gucci shades because it's slightly conspicuous. I leave with about 4 times what i started with. Grrrrreat!

After telling everyone that Matthew made bank, we proceed to leave while some of BJ's other friends get there. Specifically, his friends from the bay. We return home to BJ's apartment where he gets the jovial greeting from his friends already at his apartment waiting for him to get there so the party can start. 

I'm kind of in a hurry, so I'll leave out the juicy details for the next post. Sayoonara, readers.

Let's just say the party had a happy ending for me.

Finally optimistic, 

-Robot.M

Anti-boredom serum.

You know what picks me up?
Anti-gravity.

But besides that, i enjoy a long walk talking about life, and of course the sporadic jam session with friends! Unfortunately, i was WAY too in the zone to record, but today we went to downtown sacramento, in the tunnel between the K street plaza and Old Sacramento, and jammed like no other. And by no other, i mean i had my guitar and BJ had his uke, and Mark had his Pink DS. Oh yeah, work it.

Meanwhile, while proceeding to entertain the passersby with tunes aplenty, someone actually decided they were authentically diggin' us. This guy walks up, and i'm doing some acoustic guitar bongo-action and BJ was strumming out a melody to a song that i can't quite recall at this moment. Then the guy randomly pulls out his wallet and i immediately perk up and gave him a grin. He pulls out a 5 dollar bill and puts it into my hat that i laid on the ground for such an occasion as this, and he then begins to freestyle to our melodic rhythmic procession. We give him props and many thanks as he walks away. Funny how we actually decided to chill there without expecting any kind of change to be thrown at us, and, lo and behold, some stranger decides that we're worthy of a substantial amount of payment. That really made my day. Funny how things work out like that. I finally decide to take a positive outlook on life, and it beings to pay me back.

Literally.
I guess an optimistic view on anything is room for opportunity to knock. And knock it did.
And when i got home i had money. And by money, i mean my last paycheck which i will devote to finally getting my Macbook back and working. I hate using this disappointing "try all you like, but i won't start up for another twenty minutes" windows laptop. But alas, the time has come to live life anew. And by new, i mean use my old macbook and hope that it still runs infinitely better than this piece of doody butter.
And i'm going to UCDavis tomorrow for inifinite Street Fighter 4 and Bowling. WHAT!

This is Robot.M signing out.
-Matt.A

Huh. I wonder...

Why is it that i've been having so much trouble writing anything in here? Is it because i just haven't been worrying too much about writing my thoughts in here? Is it because i've found people to confide in while somewhat realizing that this blog was once the journal that kept my sanity afloat? I have no clue. I've started, then stopped; Started again, then stopped again. Is that how my life has been as well? I'll start something great, then be stopped by some twist of fate, then start something else wonderful, only to be hindered by some other unfortunate incident. Maybe i spin my own calamities into existence by worrying about the next string of depressing events. I'm not particularly sure, but i can see that surely being a substantial problem.

Enough about my melodramatic tirade about my own personal despairs; Let's get on with why i'm still writing in this text box: Because i'm desperate to get my thoughts out before i realize that my life is too sick to get better. I feel like i've still got enough to talk about before i actually end up kicking the bucket. So basically, life has been an emotional roller coaster, cliches aside. I know my friends have been very supportive throughout this process so i'd like to thank all of those that have actually taken the time to talk me through this depression, and provide insight and kind, or motivationally cruel, words. I don't take things lightly, so thank all of you who've decided that i needed a kind word, or a kick in the ass, to get back up and moving again.

So i've decided that, despite being really down, i want to be up. No matter how confusing, or how, "That's what she said," that could've been, it just describes how frank i want my days to become. I am thoroughly disappointed with the choices that have been placed in front of me, and i have disappointed others as much as i have been disappointed in myself. No matter what, though, i will persevere and get to the moment that life decides that it is once again bearable and worth living. The last time i really felt that happy was when i was onstage at Rock Band Live, singing my heart out with my brother and the rest of [DTF!].

And sure enough, God decided to give me a sign. A cue, even. It really is time to move forward. Forward with life. Forward with forgiveness. Forward without thinking about your past. It's time to look forward. And I am going to try with the utmost sincerity to look forward, rather than look to my past to claim my future judgments. I am going to move on with life, because life has been moving on without me.

I need to catch up, guys.
There's no more water under the bridge.
There's no more sad songs to be sung.
There's no more feeling sorry for myself.
Now, there is closure.

2009 is making out to being a horrible year...

Yes indeedy. 2009 is already on my blacklist...
Jeez, i feel like jumping off of a bridge and it's only the first Monday of the year.

My iPhone was broken for three days and i had to go to AT&T and the Apple store for two days trying to get them to do something that wasn't incompetent. I finally got my iPhone replaced, which makes me feel better about life? Almost.

Then i spent all of yesterday trying to talk to my girlfriend, when i asked an unusual question:

"Do you still love me?"

She didn't answer until i got home, which i'm glad she did. And furthermore, i'm glad she had the honesty to tell me the truth. She said that she doesn't have the same feelings anymore because we never see each other and i rarely talk to her on the phone.

All of these obstructions are her fault, just to clarify.
She's been busy moving for the past...week? and Before that she was in Fresno for Hmong New Year. And Christmas. And Regular New Year.

And i tried very, very hard to let her know every single day that i love her from the bottom of my heart. If i could even just talk to her for 15 minutes, tops, just to tell her that i love her, then i would. Because it was worth it. And then two weeks later she finally decides that because we never see each other, or talk to each other, that it's ok to just change your mind about love.

"Love isn't a shoe that you can just try on to see if it fits. Because you can't just take it off whenever you please! A shoe can be lost in a storm if it's strong enough, and that's not love. Love is something that is rooted deeply in your heart and should never be let go."

But i suppose that doesn't mean anything to her, does it? I mean, sure we're still together, and i know that i still love her, but it's just NOT FUCKING FAIR.

Life always does this to me in some way, shape, or form. ALWAYS
Never (or at least i think never) have i been in love with someone that loved me back. I believe. I was always told that i was loved, and then later, discarded for lack of real love. Every girl i have loved truly has not loved me back. They'll tell me they care for me but they just can't get the nerve to love. So i have to make myself vulnerable so that they can feel better about themselves, but when i need the same security and understanding i get shunned and tossed aside? This is the basis of "Fuck Life," at least in my situations.


I'm just really tired of telling myself the old adage, "Tis' better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all." Is it really better to lose love then to never have to experience heartbreak? Or am i just being naive, as always? Fuck it. I don't want to be the whipping boy anymore. This is fucking stupid and i know it. If love wants to come back to me, then it needs to be fucking obvious and fucking true because i'm going into the anger part of my tirade and DAMNIT i think i deserve to be fucking on-tilt right now.

*Sigh* i told myself that i would be controlling my temper and maybe this is just a test. Two of my resolutions involved me to:

1. Control my temper
and
2. Be more patient

And frankly, this is as good a test as any right now God. So i WILL be patient, and i WILL be kind, and, for my sake, i will stay with Liz until she can find it in her heart to love me again. I'm just sad that i have to keep my guard down until she either loves me fully again or leaves me in the gutter...

This always happens to me.
Please don't let it happen again, God.
-Matthew.Abero

iPhone WTF?

So. It's almost 3 o'clock and i am still not sleeping yet. Wanna know my secret?

It's my iPhone fucking fritzing out. Yeah. Really.
I ask everyone else who has an iPhone 3G and they're fine and fucking dandy.

Great.

It's 2009, shouldn't i be able to have a phone that fucking makes calls and recieves them without being a damn BRICK!? Whatever.
The only reason i'm still up is because i'm attempting to save my phone by restoring it to factory settings, which of course, deletes everything on my phone. Awesome. I love losing everything.

So Mourn for my iPhone if it never returns from it's netherworld or oblivion from where it is exploring. May it rest in peace, or come back. Whichever comes first.

Matt's iPhone
2008-2009? (question mark only for the hope that it doesn't brick itself.)

-Matt.Abero

Wow. What the crap...

Holy jeez. The last time i blogged was 11/11/08. What the crap?
It's freaking 12/29/08 already. That's almost New Year's Time! Shit.
It's been more than a month since i last came upon something worth writing about.

That's fairly pathetic.
Well to all those who truly read my blogs, and wished that i wrote more:
Here it is. I'm fucking writing again. Happy? Good.
There's a little satire injected in every sarcastic word. Today, at least.

I wanted to play Magic today. Instead, i get my roast beef sandwich, with mashed potatoes and gravy tossed on me.

Let me explain. I'm in a club, or game i suppose, called the Sandwich Club.

Hehe. The first rule of the sandwich game/club is,

Don't talk about the sandwich game/club.

The second rule is. If you get "Sandwich Clubbed," you can't get mad.
unfortunately, i guess someone forgot that rule and after i "Sandwich Clubbed" their Roast Beef Sandwich, which was fucking amazing mind you, they tossed my tray on top of me.

Lucky for him, or me, or whoever else was in the vicinity, my temper ranges from complacent to downright maniacal, but i actually decided to let it go this time. Despite me wearing my new American Eagle shirt, i merely laughed it off. Yes, i was covered in mashed potatoes and gravy. The gravy actually was still very much hot and it ended up scalding my chest. However, the situation of me actually being covered in my own lunch was so hilarious that i ended up not being all too mad.

I'm just really upset because my girlfriend won't talk to me on the phone. I'm having a fair bit of trouble just keeping her on the phone with me, and i feel like she's avoiding me like the plague, because she's got other, more important things to do. But whatever. She can call me when she damn well wants to because i'm not going to fold after such a shitty day. She had better call me however, because i have been waiting damn near a WEEK to fucking talk to her, let alone see her. I'm fucking lonely and i'll admit it, Gosh DAMNIT. Sonuvagun. She's been saying all this shit like, "oh i forgot to call you," or "I'm busy, can i call you back?"

WELL I"VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU TO FRICKING CALL ME BACK SO CAN YOU DO IT, PLEASE!?

maybe i'm just talking out of my ass because i'm pissed off at the whole fucking world right now, but i'd very much like to talk to someone...or anyone.

One week already?

Left: I swear, the picture was NOT all about me. Despite me taking up 2/3rds of the frame. We were just sticking to the thirds rule of photography....o.O?

So We've been together for a week. Needless to say, it's been a freaking great week. November 4th was the first day of my awesome week. And seven days later, i'm still happy. That's not a very long while, true, but it's been the happiest seven days i've had in a very VERY long while, so i want to appreciate them for everything that they're worth. Let's start with the morning shall we...?

Today, i woke up and, by force of habit, i looked at the iPhone lying next to my face and tapped phone and touched "Bae!" to call Elizabeth. She answers sleepily and i finally look at the time, which displays 8:38, to the appeasement of Liz. She had woken up a few minutes earlier to her flashing alarm clock and i woke up to...my internal clock ticking? I have no idea. Anyways, i tell her that i'll get ready in a few hours and see her after class. She has a break from 11:45AM to 4:30PM. Yeah, fairly substantial break. So i spend the morning assuaging my uneventful morning by painting a Munny. It's still in the works so i won't describe it yet. But meh, i was trying to get to 11:45 with something to do. Despite it being a holiday, CRC decided to take their holiday yesterday which makes it not Veterans day on campus. Psshaw. However, Liz calls and tells me that her class at 1030 is canceled so i hot-step it on out of the house as soon as i was finished getting ready. And by getting ready i mean, eating, then playing Magic Online for an hour and a half, then taking a quick shower, then breaking for like two seconds, then getting gas and finally driving to CRC.

I get to CRC and we conversate with people until i decide that we should check out the dying star that is the failing Mervyn's near-ish CRC. The whole time driving i tell her that she looks pretty. Meanwhile, she is fussing with her hair because it is upsetting her that it is not the way she wants it to be. I still think she's freaking pretty. We do a little shopping in Mervyn's, i get a pair of Levi's and we talk about being hungry. She eggs me on to finish and just buy the jeans that i've been holding for twenty minutes. I ask her if she likes shopping and she says yes. *Shifty eyes* Lolz. So i eventually stop shopping like a girl and we get outta there. We see Janelle and her boyfriend on the way out and i intro Liz to Janelle and she tells me that she thinks Janelle is pretty. Then i inform her that her and i used to go out...Yeah that was totally the "not awkward" thing to say. STUPID. I then defuse the situation by reminding her that she's totally pretty and not insecure at all. ;3

Right: I totally plant one on her and she writhes in disgust because she realizes that the camera is online. Or maybe it's because i'm kissing her cheek. I don't know which one caused the scrunching of the face.

Meh. So we're in the car and i ask her whether she's been to Mikuni's before. Of course she has, you fool. Lolz. So i take her to Mikuni's and remind her while we're waiting for space that it's the 11th and, therefore, seven days since we first went official. She smiles, i smile, and we both smile.

Left: This is the random beeper that they give to you when you're waiting because it's totally inconvenient to just say that you have space so come over here so we can give it to you. Oh wait, they didn't even light up the beeper ANYWAYS because they DID yell out my name. Oh well...So much for customer consideration?

So yeah, we eventually get our seats and we're talking about how happy she makes me. She is seriously a super-duper-joy-causer. I'm not sure how gay that sounded but she does make me very, very joyful. We have a chef named Andrew when we sit at the bar. He's cheerily having a conversation with the guy next to us, who is, strangely, speaking in a different language. Perhaps Japanese? I have no clue. What i do know is that i didn't understand him. The waiter came and told us that we could order now, like i totally didn't already know that. So i order Liz and i a Peter 2 roll and a Train Wreck, which coincidentally is what she wanted. We talk about how fast this week has gone by and how our relationship feels like we've been together for a long time. There is a word for that, bae, and that word is Comfortable. :D

We get our food and have a grand old time with the sushi. She concedes to me that she likes my pick better (Go Peter 2!). It's funny watching her eat because the pieces are really big, perhaps too big for her mouth? Furthermore, it's even funnier because she is slightly inept at chopstick usage. ;3 And even more, we get Miso soup and it's too hot for her! Oh, POOR baby!

Left: Elizabeth, aka Bae, is having some trouble with her Miso soup. Seriously, she took like five minutes taking this first sip and i got to center the picture, make it my background, take it off my background, take another picture of the same scene, then make THAT my new wallpaper. That is serious babe.

She was seriously in some trouble when she tried to take a sip of the Miso. Like she looked like she was trying to figure out which way to take a sip because, as she confessed beforehand, she doesn't drink soup from the bowl, only with a spoon. So i suppose that it's fair that she feels awkward about going headfirst into a bowl of Miso. xD She even called me out when i poured soy sauce into mine. But it's ok, for i am a weird person with strange tastes. So midway through our meal, i start to go paparazzi on our plates of unfinished rolls. Here is the product of my mayhem:


Left:This is Lizzy's side of the Sushi bar. As you can see it is tidy and space is being taken up by the platter of Train Wreck. And of course my hand is rooming in with the Miso soup adjacent to the Platter of Train Wreck.






Right: And of course, this is my side of the Bar. Meh. Sloppy and unkempt. Random plates of soybeans and a platter of eaten Ebi tails. At least the smeared sauces look tantalizing, even after they've been partially eaten. The Miso soup is once again encroaching on the platter's space. Peter 2 Platter PARTY!





Left: This is Liz, once again taken due to her inability to go gung-ho on her Miso. She does a little giggle while i take the picture because i blew on it so now it's no longer hot due to my crazy Iceman powers. Take that, heat, I'm cool like Jack Frost.





So a lot of mayhem ensues and we drive back to CRC. I've got class at 215 however and i rush into class after she walks me to the auditorium. I get out at 3 because i just want to see her and we go to a barbecue at my friend, Boog,'s house. There are people playing NBA 2k9 and supposedly the Kings rock out against the Cavaliers in a nail biter. There's chicken and rice and a whole bunch of other meats, and even some vegan love because i spot a Gardenburger box. Empty too. So i regret to inform them that we just ate and are going back to class because Liz has a class at 430, which i then escort her to. I meet up with her after my 530 class, which gets out at 7; unfortunately she also has a class at 7, so i rush out of class to meet her. We have a little chat before i take her to her last class.

I tell her that she makes me ridiculously happy and i'm lucky to be with someone like her. Too bad that also sounds like a line to her and tells me about her past. I retort back with some, "Then i won't be like those guys then, will i?" I also state that we're going to be together for a really long time, and she says oh really? YES REALLY! I can really see myself with her for a very long time. She makes me happy, and she understands my needs and wants. She's an amazing, beautiful, woman whom i would be glad to spend many days with just chatting and walking, hand-in-hand, as the sun sets or rises or is just high in the air. I am very, very happy.

Happy one week bae!
-Matt.Abero

One of the Best Days in a while?

Election Day, November 4th, was a very great day for me.
Obama was elected with a landslide victory of 364 electoral votes to McCain's 162.
I got to eat sushi with Eevee.




I got to eat Tacos (Taco Tuesday FTW) with Eevee.






I got to ask Eevee out.











I got to go to class late, with the only consequence being that i had to sit front and center of the auditorium and i was taken photos of with a flash, then those pictures were cast across a screen in front of the class. I tried to take a picture of the picture but it was extremely dark in that auditorium. I looked like a creepy pedophile, and i had just kissed Eevee, so my lips had an awkward sheen that the professor pointed out, as well as the sheen coming from the oil on my nose. Thanks prof. On the bright side, i didn't stop smiling.

I got to spend a lot of time with Eevee that day, even skipping English class to just stay in the car with her and talk about the past and about life in general and what her favorite things were.
I got to have a tickle fight w/ Eevee. I won. She let me win.
I got to talk to John about life, crammed into the span of ten minutes (15 whatever.)
I got to breakdance that day with Exclusive. I love sessioning with my crew. They're my other other family.

So basically, i'm no longer single, Obama was elected president, and i'm excited for the change that is going to happen in my life. I'm no longer really looking to the past for what i need to do anymore. Now i can just let things happen...spontaneously.
Like this.

Halloween is FreeCandyDay

My iPhone is dead, so i'm going to post my thoughts on Halloween, but without pictures, unfortunately.

I spent the day working from 7-3:30pm. I was Dave, from the Office. Jim was Dave for Halloween. Enough said.

I left promptly at 3:30 because i was excited to go trick or treating. There were actually a lot of festive state workers in the building. There was a Druid lady in the elevator as i went to go get a donut. There was a ballerina on the 10th floor. And of course, I was the only dressed up one on my floor. Everyone else on my floor was a disgruntled state worker. Fairly good costumes, i think.

I left the building and saw no other people dressed up. Just some kids with their parents who had their costumes on already, waiting for the nighttime so they could celebrate Free Candy Day.

I saw a guy riding his bike with Red Spiky hair and piercings. I guess it's totally rad when you're 20, but fucking pathetic when you're 33.

I get home and my brother is not in the mood to go receive free candy. I tell him its a Celebration of Free Candy! How can you NOT be in the mood?

I eventually talk him into it after thrashing him in some heads-up Poker. Fair enough. He's 11. I'm old.

I go upstairs and talk to Liz about plans for Halloween night. We're going to take the kids trick-or-treating around 6 or 7ish. We text for a while then Joseph says that he doesn't have a costume. OH SNAP.

I rummage around his room looking for some hope of awkward clothing choices in order to find a costume. I find a small white T shirt and a suit jacket. I guess he's going to be Michael Jackson (?).

We meet up with Elizabeth and do some crazy Trick-or-treating with her siblings/cousins and it rains on us semi-frequently. But i guess that doesn't stop people from wanting their Free Candy. The only thing that did prevent us from getting candy was...the houses running out of candy by 8:30ish. Meh.

At least i got to spend time with Liz and her family. And Joseph. Overall, a pretty hectic night, but well worth the effort spent. Free candy fills my heart. And so does Liz. ;D

Speaking of Liz, she's the light of my life right now. I'm happy to have her and i can't wait until she's really mine. I haven't been this happy in a while. Kind of reminds me of "Stuttering" by Ben's Brother. Look that up when you get the opportunity. Imeem.com works wonders.

;D
Keep Smiling,
Matt.Abero

My heart is full right now.

Some good times have arrived in my life.
Breakdancing is good to me right now, and it's made my heart full with happiness.

I mean, that playlist i was working on to the right really had me jumping for joy. I literally hopped out of my seat and danced. Dancing is fun to do when there's no one around because you can be who you want to be. Seriously. My heart is so full right now.

Despite me going through some weird times, i'm having good ones too. This is really strange(r than fiction). But, i think that i'm out of my slump.

Wow. I said it. I'm out of my slump. I'm no longer in a deep valley with no end in sight. The drum and bass beats really make my heart beat. BEAT BEAT BEAT!

Go and be merry people! Let your heart out of your chest and GO!
Let things happen! Let spontaneity get the best of you!
Make your life better! Make everything better!

Ok, enough optimism, i'm going to finish this stupid paper.
Thanks for reading my offbeat blog.

-Matt.Abero

That would be referred to as, "Shitty."

My car was "SMOKIN'!"
And by "SMOKIN!" i mean, its engine really was overheated and was smoking and was probably on fire for a quick second.

Yeah. I did get the irresponsibility tirade from the parents.
I need a new car by...
SOON.
Damn.
Now i know how people who have no means of transportation feel like...again.

On the bright side, i just rediscovered a lot of friends with blogspots.
And they're freaking funny. Thanks Jodz. Those .GIFs really made my day. Especially the freaking Palin one...

She is such an idiot.
I was watching the Daily Show yesterday and they were trying to discern the difference between "Real America" and "Anti-America."
Since when was reality an issue of Infinite Crisis?
Daily Show 10/20/08


I absolutely loved his bashing on Right-Wing propaganda and useless tactics to sway middle-class voters. And Wasilla. Damn, that was good. Alaskan Independent Party!? Wow. That's absolutely hilarious.

Well, that's fair and dandy, but i've got to solve my car problems soon. Anyone got a hookup on a fairly cheap 240sx or anything of that quality? I've got 3k to spend and i'm willing to spend around that.

Meanwhile,
I've been bored as hell at work. Someone save me from that 6 square foot prison with something amazing to look at on their blogs or whatnot. My iPhone is my only source of sanity in that hellhole. Please help.

;D
-Matt.A

Pains in the Body and Mind

I love breakdancing.
I hate breakdancing.

Ok, today was an eventful, yet uneventful day.
I've got aches and pains over my shoulders and arms and hands and hips and calves. etc.
I've also got a sore mouth.

I hate braces.
I obviously don't love braces.
I have rubber bands now.

Practicing for breakdancing is wholly fulfilling and entirely painful in the following hours and days. Despite feeling progress happening, there is a lot of tumultuous agony in the following.
I don't feel like writing entire paragraphs, the way i am wont to do.
I blame it on the unpleasant soreness in my mouth due to a visit to my local orthodontist.
Ahhhhhh. Is the sound my mouth makes.

Another pain arises and makes itself known: the pain of emotional torment

My mind has been suffering lately and no, not because of midterms.
I put myself through excruciating distress because i am in love.
Though torturous and harrowing, i take in this pain because it is so near and dear to me.
It is so hard, yet so enticingly easy to fall in love, and then you realize.
You realize that, no matter how painful or agonizing, when that love is one-sided, you cannot fall out of love. No matter how hard you may try.

I miss the feeling of love.
It grips me at night, in the solace of my pillows and tears me to shreds. Every single night of loneliness.
I may not look the part, but i am a hopeless romantic and a horrible Romeo.

It's an offbeat thought, i must admit, especially following my weekend of extreme excitement; but alas, the person who i wished to share it with, whom i told of my escapades later, really wished she could've accompanied me.
I felt a pull on my heartstrings when she said that. Not only because i'm madly in love, but because i'm madly in love with her.

Sheesh.

One song encompasses what i'm feeling right now:
Details in the Fabric.

"If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm, then brace it
If it's a broken heart, then face it..."
-Jason Mraz.

And sure enough, i will face it. Friday. My heart is broken in more ways than i can mend, maybe even in more ways than any person can mend. But i know who i am. I can hold my own. I know that, despite the agonies of life and love, everything should be fine.

But nothing is fine. Nothing is alright.

"I'm signing myself up for suicide,
So take a ride, Yes, just take a ride on,
The roller coaster of life and love,
We'll be looking down while looking up,
Our Hearts are below but our hands are above,
And neither of us knows...What's up."
-Matt.A