Thursday, April 21, 2011

Struggle

I haven't posted in awhile, and I am not posting because there is a large demand for me to post... actually there is no demand to post. I'm just doing it one to get some credit, but also just to write some stuff out.

I've been thinking a lot about hate, racism, struggles, and all that. I've never been a person to hate someone because they are black, latino, white, asian, or whatever. I have stereotyped people before of all races, I'm not going to lie, and I am sure we all have. I have made racist jokes before, but it was all in good fun... no matter how tasteless the fun was. Struggles... Struggle is such a broad term that it depends on how you define struggle. Education struggle? Struggle in life? I personally have lived a pretty easy life(after 12 years old) with very few roadblocks. I feel most of the problems from age 12 to the present, I probably could have prevented them. Maybe that's because I feel I'm at fault on so many occasions. There are definitely times where I have had no control over a situation. But for as long as I can remember, I do not recall that many events.

I don't know exactly the reason for that is, but I would probably have to attribute that to my parents hard work. They worked extremely hard to get our family out of some crappy apartment in California, to the suburbs in Virginia. As soon as I get a job where I make a decent money, I hope to repay them for the service they did to me. I'm not boasting about my life or anything of that nature, because at the best it's an alright life. But I feel that some people who complain about life being too hard, they are just lazy or making mountains out of moles. Granted, there are people who have to deal with serious shit, but I know for a fact that there are people out there who cry literally about nothing and complain about shit that they can get out of.  Especially the kids who's parents are in good jobs, who make good money, and put them in a good situation, they owe it to their parents to go out and at least try to make something out of themselves.

Then again... who cares what I say. People don't like being told what to do, and that is fine. Personally, I feel in debt to my parents. They could have done a terrible job at raising me, they could have not loaned me money when I needed it, they could have not been there for me when I needed them, and they could have given up when times got tough. I feel the least I could do to them is to show them thanks, and somehow repay them in the future. They deserve it.

Now that I think about it, I have struggled some in my life. Growing up with immigrant parents(I am a born US Citizen), I had to teach myself a lot of things that other kids were taught by their parents. This is in no way a knock on my parents, because they simply couldn't teach me the alphabet, american sports, read English. I learned from Barney and Sesame Street like every other immigrant in California. I could have gone into ESOL or Hilt, but I never did. I was always a proud child and never wanted to ask for help. I have always been at a disadvantage educationally and fiscally early in my life, but one thing my parents did enstill into me at a young age was a work ethic, which to this day has not faltered. Although at times I may be lazy; when I work on something, I try my best on it and hope all turns out well.

Because right now as a student who is living off his parents, life is pretty easy. But I know as soon as I walk out into the real world, life can get really shitty real fast. I've seen this through working at a gas station for the last 2-3 years. You see people of all ages, from all walks of life, walk through that door and some of have an infectious smile while others stare at me with a ghastly grimace. Some smoke their troubles away, while others drink till the pains gone. I see the human for what it is in every customer I help at my gas station. Because although everyone is different, we are all pieces of the puzzle that is man kind. Put those pieces together and you see a picture. The picture I see is that life can be hard to you, life can be rewarding to you, and at times life can be downright horrible. This is something I have grown to accept because it's hard to make the world a better place. It is too big of a challenge for one person to take. That being said, I don't feel like we shouldn't do our part to try and help each other out. I have just accepted the fact that people will suffer, hell I may even suffer. But, I feel like you have to go through the shitty times to really appreciate the good times. I know this sounds corny as shit, but we all struggle in life.

But no one wants to struggle, and neither do I. I don't want to live a crappy life where I'm in debt to the bank, I'm broke and I can barely feed myself. I want to live a good life. I feel like I can dictate my life, but then again I am still a naive 19 year old living with his parents. I haven't had my dreams crushed yet. But then again, I realize that life isn't easy. But I feel like you can overcome it. My parents, who came to America with not that much money, no contacts or relatives nearby, and no English experience; decided that America would be a better place to raise their children rather in Pakistan (which would soon become the warzone it is today). They sacrificed everything for my siblings and I. Life wasn't easy for them, my Dad drove in a taxi for 19 hours a day to make rent, and would study English and computers during his free time. My mom had to deal with 3 kids in a cramped apartment with a very low budget. I can't imagine the hardships they went through during my young age. I can only say is that if they can get out of a crummy situation like that, and life moderately well today, what is stopping any of us from following our own dreams.

Unless you are extremely lucky in life, you will struggle. I'm going to struggle, and I'm going to hate it. But what will determine what kind of person you are is how you react to those struggles. Will you lay down and let the struggle defeat you, or will you stand up and try to make the best out of the situation. I realize there are some situations, no matter how hard you try, you may not get out of. You can only hope for the best and keep trying.

This kind of sounded like a pep talk, but I was trying to touch on my personal struggles and struggles I see people around me facing everyday. I guess I'll talk about hate next time.


BTW GO CAPS!!!!!!!!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

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Saturday, November 27, 2010

PAUL IS UP

Paul is up and he seems great. His motor skills are a little slow and his hand eye coordination isn't great, but it's such a great sight to see him talk and make jokes. It's all going to come back to him sooner or later, and it's just awesome to see he is up and about.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Paul Mungarulire update

I'm not certain of his status as of yet, like in details. but the good thing is that he is moving around. he opened his eyes a little, and he was moving his knees. That is always good. I'm not sure what is going to happen, but I am praying for the best. I feel like he's making progress, but i'm not sure. I'm not a doctor. Don't take my word for it, and if you know Paul you know that he's not going to let something like this stop him. He's a fighter and a great person.


Paul you need to wake up buddy, because you still need to pull a Vinny Chase in Hollywood. If he just knew how much people are supporting him and waiting for him to wake up, he would wake up in an instance. Just pray for him, and hope that he makes progress daily. Have a good thanksgiving, and keep Paul in your thoughts and prayers.

I honestly would try to be there all the time, but I don't want to impose on the family, and I need to attend to my own matters which sucks.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Paul Mungarulire

My good friend Paul M is in the hospital right now. He needs our positive thoughts & /or prayers tonight. He's in the ICU at the hospital. The prognosis isn't clear at this point, and he's not conscious.  We are not sure if he is hearing anything people around him are saying, but he might be, and they are operating as if he can hear everything. I will post updates here as I have them.

Friday, November 19, 2010

DUB FX[VIDEOS INCLUDED]

Here are some videos:









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I urge you to watch all four of those videos. They are all favorites of mine.
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Dub Fx
The Greatest Musician on the Internet


I came across Dub Fx via facebook. Something popped up on my mini-feed that I thought was something random, and I clicked on the link for the helluva it. It was a link to a youtube video for Dub Fx, Love Someone. Immediatley I was stunned. I've never heard something so pure but at the same time powerful. His type of music made me fall in love with all of his songs.  It astounds me that we can have trash like Justin Bieber, Ke$ha, Soulja Boy, making a crapload of money, and this guy is barely noticed. Dub Fx is an incredible source of entertainment, and the music he makes is incredible.

Some background information on Dub Fx. His real name is Benjamin Stanford and is originally from Austraila. All Dub Fx performs with is a microphone and a board assorted with dubstep equipment. What he basically does is makes live music on the spot by speaking into the microphone, which he can record and loop it. So he can makes beats, choruses, and an assortment of things. He can also manipulate his voice to sound like harmonies and bass lines via his effects pedal on the dub board, and creates music.  This is where most of the appreciation of his music comes from and which makes it so awesome. He does it all live and on the spot. There are many other dubsteppers, but the way he does it feels so original. Maybe it's just me, but I have never seen anything like this.

 I wish I could see him live because it would be like watching Houdini perform the water-tank escape act in the early 1900's. Just pure magic. Another thing that seperates him from other dub-steppers, and other street performers, his is originality. He doesn't repeat the same beat nor does he repeat the same song 5 times an act. His beats sometimes get different, sometimes even for the same songs. And more importantly, he has different songs. They all mean something, and they all sound different, but not too different. It's different to the point where it's fresh, but not to the point where you don't know you're listening to Dub FX.

 This is something you really have to watch to get the full effect. Don't get me wrong the music is awesome, but you will truly appreciate him more if you watch him. Take it from me.