And again...

thats weird...i swear my summer was just beginning. i must have dozed off at some point. oh well.
unfortunately that is the road most of our lives will travel....the road of mindless monotony. hopefully not mine.

what can i say for myself this summer that is ever so quickly slipping through my fragile grip?
hmmm...i havent finished one book. i am not current on events. i havent called all my friends. ive seen a few flicks. havent seen any good shows. saved very very little. spent very very little...somehow that makes sense.

but...all is not lost. really i knew what this summer was going to entail...i knew it was not going to necessarily be "fun in the sun" LA stylee. its called responsiblities...ugh i absolutely hate that word.

Now that it is winding down....
now that the dirty work has been done....i can reflect and say...i remained focused. i took care of business. i surfed religously. those moments were pure.
ya know this summer was like a test....this summer tested my ability to handle "business" while not letting any previous ideals(ideals of what a summer before school should be) distract me.
its that same focus i hope to bring with me in school this year. Lord knows im gonna need it.

my last day at work is wed....i have a couple of weeks to relax...well kinda with all the freakin red tape i have to go through with school ill never relax...but ill try.

so it continues with minor changes...surf rest surf play and surf.

Donald Trump is my Employer

So after living in the big apple for over a year I finally found a job that is full time, benefits, and year around. Lifeguarding, again, at the Trump Tower on 5th Ave. @ 57th St. So nice, and yet so close. It's two stops from my dwelling, you can't beat that with a bat. Take that commute. Monday through Friday i'm a robot: I wake up, I shower (or dont), I walk in that single file line to the subway, I wait on the platform like the other robots, I pay attention to myself only, avoid human contact, get to my destination, zone out, and then line up again in the afternoon after that 8 hour work day comes to a long drawn out end. I work from 6am-2pm. That is early! I can get used to it though. It allows me to do a few things after work, such as: go to school, make practice on tues. and fri. evenings, AND just chill out and have a full day left almost to do whatever. It's great. Only problem is I will be going to be bed (or should be) at 11. Get up at 5, that's a solid 6 hours a night. I think I can make that. Weekends off, that's when I sleep in. I mean I didn't go to World War II and lose my leg to work 7 days a week with no rest. You're probably saying to yourself, "He never went to War World II, and he has both of his legs." ...Like I said, "I didn't go to World War II and lose my leg..."

A Life of Riley by Marc Anthony

sit back. ray moe nay... home of cattle, cows, and caucasians... im chillin right now, awaiting the summer adventures. with an upcoming family reunion and a new job, i've discovered true bliss. money in my "pocket" and a car... endless possiblities. but a little green martian is compelling me to save. in the ever so near future it should hold to be beneficial. although im having a good time this summer... it feels alittle off. be it that i've graduated from highschool and feel the pressure of the real world or the lack of an AGENDA for the summer, i still feel like something is not the same. but that is what change is for. my girlfriend, vanessa, and i will stay together, though an hour apart. my family, for the most part, is back east. i guess i think of summer as a clash of the brewer-nicholas families. me and my brother, freddie, heading down the road to the ever so memorable ildica street. we would go down and meet our other halves... my other brother and the sister i never had. being the baby of the bunch has its benefits... but the toll it takes on you is later, when you see everybody moving on... and you're at home alone. i've done a lot of growing up since 5th grade when my bro moved out... i learned to be by myself... we all have to learn at some point... luckily it wasn't so drastic... because i had freddie and bry down in san diego still... then one by one by one.. they left... yes 3 times... and it was gradual enough to where i could really appreciate my family and what they mean to me... i know they'll always be there. one of my flaws... that i need to work on...is keeping "communication lines open" as dad would say. good ol uncle fred eh?... i take the time analyze why i turned out that way... cuz i wasn't always like that... i used to call dad... 3 or 4 times a week just to say hey... ... it changed... and i know it's because of how i adjusted to being able to be by myself and alone... without a conscious effort to call... it's no offense to anyone... trust me... if people would call they'd see that i could talk... but recently ive been changing that and STILL changing for that matter... vanessa has helped me... i HAVE to callher everyday or two.. other wise.. well... yalll lknow... but yeah... just an internal update on your lil cousin marc anthony since the 5th grade. im doin fine... and im living a life of riley. (an old saying... the easy life)...

Begin again...

im on the verge of a new month in a new summer...a new experience, yet so familiar. My life has been a neverending series of repeating patterns with just enough variation to seem fresh and new.
im fine with that...at least for the time being.

ive had a few unwinding days since the big "move-out" in the ol 'Cuse with Kidnix, AKA Freddie N. III.
without him Id still be moving things into the uhaul truck.

i'll be living an interesting lil summer in Venice, CA. Ol Dray graciously opened his humble abode to me. Bless that man.

D will be with me. We will spend one of many summers together then part for school then summers together then apart...then...and on until I finish school and she hers.

work surf work rest and play....but mostly work. thats the plan for this summer.

oh, summer treat me well.

Adventures in Central New York by Freddie III

welcome to the wonderful world of the blog writer's life. your life and mine are quite similar, you will quickly find that out. So i've been in Syracuse for the last 3 days helping my cousin (the other freddie) move their goods into storage for the summer as neither of them are staying in the central new york area for the summer. can you blame em? the answer is no, no you cant. it's really interesting up here. there is rich, middle, and poor...as i guess there is everywhere you travel...except orange county. aint that right big boy? you know who you are. anyhow the syracuse university campus is really nice and uclaesque minus the greenery, so we've decided. smaller. very college town like this place is. reminds me of ucsb meets cal poly san louis obispo in central new york sans the beach. the people up here are sweet. everyone is so friendly. DUDE, the air, so clean. you just step outside and take the deepest breath you can each time you inhale. on my train ride up here i was just staring at the scenery go by and change ever so quickly, as amtrak trains do about 70 mph with no functioning brake system or engineer on board, and i was noticing how clear and "blue" the sky was. in the city you dont get to see the sky like that except after a rain or if it's super windy and blows that smog out of there (not as bad as la i dont think). at night...i sleep like a rock in the desert. no noise, except leila (freddie and dragana's kitten) prancing around, meowing, and eating her little x's and o's at 0 dark thirty (for you non military brats that just means early ass morning). well let me go ahead and get up off this bad boy. go play with the cat, guitar, or watch cable television...oh how i miss cable AND just having a tv. soon enough ( i got one for my birthday thats on its way). well my good people i say to you, farewell.