March, 10th, 2005 Thursday(12:12am....)

Which one do you want to be? The windshield or the bug? The boxer or the bag? The pavement or the damn steamroller? Hell, I know what I am, and I’ve found out through countless failures and disappointments… The bottom line is, we all fall down. Muhammad Ali once said there is no shame in going down. The only shame is if you don't get back up. And if for any reason we were to fall, we better get the fuck up and pick up the pieces and fight back or we won't be deserving any respect from anyone. We grab hold of our life, our dreams, our passion, our desire to excel in this lifetime. That is why sometimes I chose to learn through the hard way… because everything we do can be simple yet complex, and through hell, I hope I've made myself a better person to face the cruel reality in our world. And when we’re out there in the world. Anyone who fools himself into believing otherwise is just pissing in the wind.
For once, I almost got myself into believing that love is just another legend, a faraway island, a never kingdom. just close your eyes and imagine you're all alone on a deserted island, and there's no hope of rescue, of ever seeing another person again in your life. that's the kind of thought that got etched into my mind after some previous heart piercing agony experiences. And then, along came jacey, she breathed life into my lifeless lonely world. I was awakened from the daze, she is the torch of the dark, the beat of my heart. I was mesmerized. I was captivated. I was vindicated. If its not her being here with me now, I would never feel complete. And I'll always cherish you girl. All my life.