Things I Do that Aggrevate People..


— When jogging, I like to make special trips through fast food restaurants parking lots. I won’t say anything to potential customers. I think my very presence, speaks on them on many levels. Once in a while,  a car will pull out of the drive thru, most likely over come with with guilt.  What?? I can’t help that’s it own my jogging course.

— I wave hello to random people, that I don’t know.

— Sometimes I walk to the beat of the music, and (sometimes I silently have a soundtrack in my head)


— When I sneeze, I say: “Excuse me, Bless Me, Thank you”.  Cuts out the middle man.. If I said “You’re Welcome” then I would be considered sorta weird

— I used plastic-ware, so that I will never technically have to do the dishes, because technically I never dirty up any dishes. Saves water right?


-If driving, and you go to sleep on me, I’ll slam on breaks and start screaming

-If in the passenger side, I normally attempt to strangle myself at the stop lights

– If in the back of car, I will rock the car at the stop lights, by grab both “Oh SHIT” handle and shifting my weight


–If I’m asked how many sets I have left, I usually give an super high number like 15

–I switch the Time Elapsed to Time Remaining, so that people wont stand behind when my time is almost up.


What do you do…

What do you do when…

You try your hardest, but nothing seems to work, nothing as at all.. All attempts to connect fail and fall short..

What do you do when..

You put your all of your heart into it and its still not enough and live everyday in an ache

What do you do when…

When you go untouched, unappreciated, unloved

What do you do when…

You don’t want to give up, shouldn’t give up, can’t give up,  but you don’t know where else to go, or what else to do, or who else to talk to.

What do you do when…

When the close are distant, when the friendly are cold, when your rock is sumerged

What do you do when…

Want to cry, shouldn’t cry, can’t cry

What do you do when…

You want to find peace, be given peace, be at peace

What do you do..

Quarter Life Crisis

Hey all the day is finally here. I’m 25, the big Quarter and the Quarter life Crisis can begin.. I think I need to trip to Vegas, to deal.  I know someone out there has timeshare!!!!. (OMG is that a grey hair..)

There are so many things that one could sit down and pick out in their life, that aren’t what they expected to be, I mean I could, If i wanted to be all depressed and sad, and get all EMO on you. But I look at it totally different. I try to look to see what life has given me thus far, and what I want it to give me in the future.

So wow I can’t believe I’ve been here on Earth, for 25 years, it just sorta seems crazyl.. I’ve grown so much over the past couple of years and more so over the past of months than I ever could have expected to. For a few moments the world seems sorta surreal and I try to think about Life, before and after this point.

I’m not a Life+Lemons= Lemonade kinda guy I’m more of a Lime+ Life = Margaritas.. Don’t settle for good, make it GREAT.

OK People you know the drill..

Size 34 Waist,

Large in Shirt,

Size 13 in shoes(dont want to here it),

I look good in Baby Blue, Orange, & Green

I love Best Buy and Circuit City

Gym Items are always welcomed..

All Money Gifts, will go to the Feed the Hungry College Kids Fund of FL..

Onward to 30….. err I think next year when I turn 26, I’m just going to stay 26 until I’m 30. Seriously

Me to the H power

I think I just created a Meme. Take a Letter of the Alphabet and see how many words you can come up with to describe you. If you’re really good, each line, should have the same thing in common. Here is mine with the Letter H.

Hunky, Hung, Handsome, and Hump-able ,

Honorable, Humble, Honest and Hug-able,

Hysterical, Hypnotic, Humanized and Hopeful,

Hip, Hyper, Hoaxer, and Hungry

Hairy, Husky, Hypergenic and Hued

Got A Stalker…

Yup… that’s right.. Your very own has a stalker. Oddly enough a male stalker at that. I mean I guess having a stalker elevates that ever-growing celebrity status of mine, but COULD I have at least gotten a crazy hot(would settle for semi-hot) girl.  But oh no I have Mr. NO Meds.. as in NO i’m not taking my meds anymore..

Thank God he’s pretty broke and cant afford text messages anymore, but this guy would send me 10-15 text messages before Lunch time. Little odd messages asking me what was I doing? why I hadn’t texted him yet? What I was doing later? And then he would call at soon as he got off work, non stop..just all the time. With Christmas break a few weeks ago, most of that has stop. Maybe he has found a new person to stalk. One could only hope.

So how does one acquire a stalker?, much like one acquires an STD, one mistake, one night, wrong person. Advice: NEVER GO eating at the Steak N Shake at 3:00 AM by yourself. So you know I’m eating a very late night snack, when Stalker Boy sits next to me. We take part in the art of nodding (you know UP if you’re black and DOWN if you’re white). So far so normal. Then a few mins later… it happen verbal communication. And before you know this guys was pretty much saying that he was just looking for other cool people to hang out with.  He looked young and harmless. I told him that once in a while I find time to head out or just hang. He liked the idea of us maybe grabbing a cold one sometimes and give me his number. I”m from the new school, I gave him my messenger name.(momma didn’t raise a complete fool).. Anyways longer story short, we made contact again soon after and I discovered that his guy was crazy, gay and off his meds.

After being told that I was” the one that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, because we connected like no other two people have ever had” the alarms went off and it was time to escape. Some people just can’t take no, or hell no the right way. Even tried it in Spanish and Mandarin. Needless to say after about 3 weeks of avoided calls, blocked IM and no texting,  I think the guy finally got the hint. Once in a while he’ll find a way to block his number and I’ll answer unknowingly.

Just weird, I guess. Having someone slightly crazy over you, but in the wrong kinda way.

Have people become this desperate for human interaction? to be liked? for affection? Good Grief!!!

Just don’t call it a comeback!

I won’t even utter the words or phrase, cause as soon as I do, it’s jinxed. We’ll just say, I’m here.

Well over the Christmas break, just opened up Word and started typing, and 30 mins later I had nearly 3 pages of stuff that just came out of now where. A sense of peace came over me. I realized that writing and or blogging is very good therapy. It’s not a new years resolution, but I’m going to try to write again. Ill find the time somewhere, even if it’s 4:00AM in the morning or whatever.I can honestly say that I”ve missed some of you and you know who you are, and Im sure I’ll have a ton of toliet-blogging to catch up on. Some of you I’ve actually found myself thinking about you during the day. I never thought I would admit that, but it is the truth. It’s just goes to show you the power of words and more so the personalities that are displayed through them.Gonna try to new things up here as well.Be good and if you cant be good, be good at it!!!

24th Year in My Birthday Suit



24 years, ago on a hot humid summer…ok ok I won’t go there..

My birthday as Corinne pointed out yesterday is positioned perfectly among the year. It’s approximately 6 months after/before Christmas, which always meant, Justin could have a BIG birthday gift and a BIG Christmas. It’s perfect LOL. Did I mention how much “June Babies” rock!! Not into the “signs” but I’m a CANCER, a big’ole crab, sexy I know…

Okay that’s enough self-promotion from me today..LOL

Okay so my buddy Kevin aka(WHORE) also shares the same birthday as me(IT”S MINNNNNNNNNNNE, ), so be sure to stop by one of Kevin’s Blogs and wish the guy a happy birthday as well.. He’s only 20 years older than me, so give the guy a break ok.. He’s Pretty Fly for A White Guy

It’s amazing how birthdays affect you mentally. Last week I was looking in the mirror and freaking out that I actually looked a little older.(what?? I was having a moment!!). Birthdays always bring me to a state of self-conscience and reflection. I think about all of the things I’ve done, haven’t done, how big the world is and how little I’ve actually lived, baring such a young age. Today I’m actually thinking about, life ahead of day. Houses, jobs, family, what I want to be remembered for. Even though my life is extrememly crazy at the moment, I think that for the most part I’m happy and healthy and  I really can’t ask for much more than that.

Ok We Return to Justin’s Shameless Self-Promotion..

So what are ya’ll getting me.. My Pay Pal account email is (donate NOW!!!) and here’s a link to Circuit City and I wear a Large shirt and 34-36w Pants/shorts, size 13 shoe(don’t wanna hear it), I look good in Blue, Orange, Brown and the newly discovered Yellow, I like to eat healthy, I love Apple and and and…

I really really want someone to dress up like M. Monroe and sing me Happy Birthday. Anytakers..

Hello, Hello, is this thing on?…