Yeah, I don't care if the autoplay music on my Tumblr is interfereing with your iTunes.
I put my music there to set a certain and specific vibe/atmosphere on my page. If you’re reading my posts on my Tumblr while listening to your damn Spice Girls music on your iTunes, it won’t be the same.
I love my mom’s maiden name. Leus (pronounced like “Layus”).
I somewhat even wish that it was my last name instead of the one I currently have. It’s short, simple, and unique. It’s also kind of hard to tell what country the name comes from, so if you were to hear it you wouldn’t know if it was a Filipino name or whatever. On paper it even resembles the look of a French word.
Also, if I have a daughter in the future, it would be a complimenting last name for her to have.
I would probably name my daughter Lily, as alliteration with Leus.
Sounds like a celebrity name, or a name for someone who’s really talented and gets recognition. I find a lot of importance in names; I want to make sure to give my kids some dope ones that stand out, but in a slightly subtle way… if that makes sense.
lmao i know. but i’m just excited for you. i love your work. some of the people i see on tumblr can never amount up to you, &who think they the shit. yeah, they not craaaaaaccen. LOL.
But yeah, I aint even coming up yet until I get back on the grind. It’s just potential right now. Haha.
Like I said, I’ve only done three videos so far. I’ve had hella opportunities to do more, but my laziness held me back and resulted in a year wasted. I’m tryna get back into directing, though, and get better. I don’t even like the work I’ve done so far, that’s why I never post it on Tumblr haha. I just consider them as practice videos for experience and I’m trying to make my next projects more original so they can stand out. I appreciate your admiration of my work, though!
But yeah, I’m just going to finish doing these videos with UC heads, then I got some people from Berkeley who’ve been wanting to work with me. After that, I’ll just see where it goes from there. I’m more excited to work in Berkeley since the guy I know there is hella close with people like Lil B the Based God, Love Rance and The Pack. LOL.
Damn, this upcoming week is about to be crackin! I’m looking at my schedule and it’s filled up with hella celebrations, along with other random festivities. x_x
I find this amusing because a lot of these events are by people who I only met through directing, and what’s funny is that I only directed just three videos in the past year (which is basically nothing). Once I start getting back into filmmaking and start becoming active/consistent with directing/networking around the Bay Area (along with advancing my work), I could see myself getting used to all the people I’ll meet and any occasions that occur afterward.
With that said, as of now, filmmaking is just my craft that I want to develop, practice and master as a side thing while I focus on getting my G.E. finished to study Optometry (although if the filmmaking takes me somewhere I’ll most likely go towards that route).
It’ll be crazy, hectic, and fun at the same time to try to handle all of these things simultaneously —especially now that I have my girl with me who I want to spend time with every day—, but I’m ready to take on whatever life throws at me and stay positive no matter how strenuous and demanding this forthcoming lifestyle could get.
“‘I’m bored’ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless, it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.’”—Louis C.K. (via shoresoflove)
Let’s face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren’t sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write but fingers don’t fing, grocers don’t groce and hammers don’t ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn’t the plural of booth beeth? One goose, 2 geese. So one moose, 2 meese? One index, 2 indices? Doesn’t it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend? If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?
If teachers taught, why didn’t preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship? Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?
You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race (which, of course, isn’t a race at all). That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.
lol, i hella knew someone was gon get asshurt bout it when it says at the top don’t read this if it doesn’t pertain to you. looool.
LOL, forreals this guy is getting all mad cause I said that girl aint my type and I got higher standards. I’m just talking relationship wise, doesn’t mean I don’t like her as a friend. Apparently I’m supposed to act like all the girls I knew in that group are my type when it comes to relationships.
Whatever, I’m done kickin it with them. No time for drama over bullshit. Never thought I’d be part of stupid Tumblr drama, though. Hahaha.
How can you be the one to judge if a person is considered low standard?! You can’t just judge people and instantly point out if it’s considered a low or high standard. It show how inconsiderate someone can be.
It doesn’t mean I’m inconsiderate, it means I wouldn’t get with just anyone. If I were to get in a relationship with someone, why would I get with someone who I don’t think is right for me? That would just lead to a quick break up and a waste of time. I admit that it was bad for me to say she’s a lower standard than what I would want, but what I mean is that she’s really not my type. Like I said, I’m not a player so I don’t just flirt with any girl out there.
Higher standards just means that you’re looking for someone who’s really good for you. Nothing wrong with that. It doesn’t mean I think she’s a low standard in general, it’s just that she’s not the type for my own personal tastes. At the same time, I respect her and I know she’d be the perfect girl for a different guy out there instead of me.
You’re just overreacting; I’m sure you know of some girls you wouldn’t want to be in a relationship with, what’s wrong with that? I’m also assuming the girl you’d want is someone who is great for you and worth everything that you’d put in the relationship; that means she meets your standards.
Alright, this is going to sound like an extremely stupid topic to make a long post about and complain about, but I don’t care, I’ll post this anyways. I kind of didn’t want to post this on Tumblr because I know a lot of my followers will start thinking, “WTF, this is so stupid”, but I need a way to vent a bit about it so whatever. This post is mostly for the certain followers who know me in real life who also are involved in a certain group that I occasionally hang out with. If this doesn’t pertain to you then don’t read this.
Back then I really didn’t mind it, but now I’m starting to hate how there is an old candid photo on Facebook that my friend took of me last year, which was of me having my arm around a certain girl with a cocky look on my face, along with her facial expression looking mad. I just realized that hella people probably seen it already and as a result they thought I liked her because of that.
Hell no. I was never interested in that girl, and now I’m embarrassed because that photo makes it seem like I have low standards due to the girl that was in it.
She had such a disinterested look on her face which makes it look like she wasn’t into me, but what hella people don’t even know is that she confessed to liking me the very first day she met me and she was on my jock for the longest time. I could have her if I want her, but I like I said, I have high standards. The bad thing is that due to that disgusted look on her face in the photo, it makes it seem like I was the one who got rejected over time.
I’m only talking about this now because last night I was having a deep talk with one of my friends and it led to talking about other girls who have liked me. At one point in the conversation she mentioned the photo and said, “Oh, I thought you hella liked her back because I saw that photo of you with your arm around her in the car”.
Smh. Honestly, hearing that pissed me off, because although it seems like a stupid and pointless reason to get upset about, I really don’t want people thinking I have low standards. I usually don’t give a fuck about what people think about me and I’m not self conscious, but for some reason that photo just makes me embarrassed.
Another reason why I hate that photo is because the picture makes me look like I’m hella aggressive, which I’m actually not. I had a cocky look on my face in that photo for some reason which gave off that impression. Since I’m not that close with the people in her group, they probably saw that photo and thought I was some type of arrogant player who’s desperate since it looks like I’m trying to get at that girl in the photo.
I’m really not like that in real life. People who know me know that I tend to be quiet at times. I’m a mysterious type of person most of the time, and I usually just wait for the girls who I like to confess to me that they like me and I just pick and choose. Not all “heartbreakers” are players, you know, and just because someone is hella quiet doesn’t mean they don’t have an advantage. As a side note, this cocky ass guy in our group hella chuckled at me one day last week for being so quiet at the time; I could tell he was looking down on me because of that. What’s ironic for him, though, is that in this past week, the two girls he hella likes both confessed to me that they like me. So as for now, I’m the one laughing at him. Cockiness doesn’t always have an edge over humbleness, bro.
Excited, joyful, sad, upset, hopeful, thrilled, admired, motivated, inspired, depressed, discontent, ecstatic, happy, discouraged, captivated, etc. etc. etc.
I didn’t know it was possible to feel all of those emotions at the same time, but that’s basically what I’m experiencing right now. Not in a bipolar type of way, but as a result of having so much going on in my life at the moment which just causes every aspect of what I’m going through to mix together.
I’m happy about one thing, but sad about another thing. It’s like that, except with so much more.
I gotta' say, you are one of the most inspiring people on tumblr to me. And here I thought I could never meet "real" people over the internet. Your blog is amazing and all of your posts gives me a higher sense of hope, and a deeper sense of thankfulness then I would have received had I just gone to work doing the same routine I've been doing for the past 4.5 years. So coming from a complete stranger who doesn't even live in your region of the country, thank you.
You’re welcome, although I should really be thanking you as well. It genuinely means a lot to me knowing that I’ve made a positive impact on you and I feel inspired after reading this message. I’m glad you appreciate my posts.
Last night I went to the runs for the very first time. I’m not one of those people who you’d see in the street racing type of scene, so the experience, vibe and atmosphere was all pretty much new to me.
I’d say it was all somewhat dope. Hella people brought their cars out and there was a large crowd at hand. People were racing and there was the occasional person doing donuts. What sucks is that it didn’t really last long for us; I guess someone had one of those radios that allows you to hear all the patrol cars talking to each other, and apparently the cops found out where our location was and were heading our way.
The “escape” part of it was reminiscent of what you’d expect it to be if you’ve ever seen Fast and the Furious.
Only a couple seconds after hearing the radio, word got out so quick and everyone started running back to their cars. The whole setting went from being so chill and laid back, to wild and hectic. Everyone got in their cars and we all just smashed out of there as quick as we could, even running red lights since there was a lot of us in front and didn’t want to hold other cars back.
Overall it was a refreshing experience since I’m not used to being in that type of scene. I was high that whole time which just made it trippy for me towards the end. Lol.