Metabolic Metastasis

"Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth."

Psalms 71:9


It was during my freshman year, roughly around 5 years ago when I first encountered the person who is now deeply engraved within my life.  But it isn't the typical tale where it was love at first sight.  Quite frankly it was quite the contrary.  On a bus ride back to school from a football game marching band performance, a group of bored teens decided to prank call any number visible from the the streets.  We called insurance companies, pawn shops, and anything else announced on billboards, with such lame pranks such as "hey where are they hookers I ordered", but it sure as hell entertained us.  Now, this was the very first time I spoke to this person, but I thought that this stranger was too cool for me.  I wanted their friendship, but how could I approach someone so way out of my league?!  In a ridiculous effort to establish a bond, I began calling them a "dyke" whenever i would see them walking in the Sam Rayburn hallways.  I don't remember why, but they took it in the best possible way imaginable.  They returned the favor and for a few months those were the only words shared between us "dyke".  I think that that one word might have been enough for us to form some sort of friendship because eventually, the one word conversations became full fledged conversations. We then started hanging out everyday after school.  We formed an amazing bond, something supernatural.  He, the zombie, and I the werewolf. Haha! Man, those were the days. From then on we have been best (vest) friends.  Nicco Meza.  Don't you dare forget about me.  Ever.

(Yeah, this is OUR song.)

What is a better word you could use that has the same meaning as "crush"?  And I'm not talking about the kind that when applied to a roach from your foot causes it's internal organs and body juices to explode all over the floor. No. I'm talking about the kind that causes someone to pass anonymous notes to another body and tells them how cute they are. Crush. As in: I have a crush on you.  How the heck did America get a word like "crush" to mean something so romantic.  So after looking for a synonym for the word, I picked out the best words to properly describe what I think crush truly means: admiration & inclination.  Crushing on someone simply means that.  Having inclined feelings of admiration towards someone.  But why call it crush?  I think that it's called so, because this is the moment where you make it or break it.  In surfing terms, when you see a crush coming your way, you either ride it out, or get pummeled by it.  Same thing with our situation, we see someone we are fond of, we either make them grow fond of you, or sit still while you watch this wave pass you by.  So your options are: make a move (cute notes are effective 95% of the time), forget about it and look at the rest of the sea with 7 BILLION more fishes, or stay down after falling off from the crush.  You gotta know when to fold them.

(And if you know HOW to fold them, try some origami!)

Soliloquietly

And I find comfort

Here, isolated

They say man is like the butterfly.

Yet I await,
Unsatiated
Flowers pollinate, by and by.

Bumble on by,
For you are belated
Honey attracts more flies...

Written by yours truly: Juan E. Casas

Thanks for reading.  Love you guys.  If you want me to talk about a certain topic just let me know and I will gladly blog about it in your honor. :) 

Weather Wears Water

Bible Verse:
He that walketh with wise [men] shall be wise: but a companion of fools shall be destroyed.

Proverbs 13:20



During a weekday night, you lay in your cozy and caring bed. School is going to be such a drag in the morning, or should I say, in a couple of hours. You need to get to sleep and you know it! You're body is already passed out, all you need to do is close your eyes and keep them shut. Once you open your eyes a little, even it's a measly almost unrecognizable semi-blink, they will slam open! You have to wince so hard that when you gentle release the eyelid pressure the lids would get stuck together. Then when you come to sudden realization that you're dreaming, you mess it up by thinking about what you were dreaming!! Now the process rinses and repeats. During the middle of the best part of the cycle (the dreaming stage), my intellectual brain decides to alert me that I've forgotten to write my blog. "Eh, it's already Thursday and it's super late, my viewers can wait for tomorrow." Is what I told my brain with a matter-of-fact tone of voice. But then, defiantly my brain injects into me a massive surge of inspiration. The simple most rarest element that inhibits my brain. You win this time brain.....you win this time....

I love you.
Such a beautiful phrase. It's that phrase you want to hear from a person whom you care about. It's not like you were waiting for them to say it, it just feels so refreshing for the soul. Man, just thinking about it makes you feel all tingly inside. Now, what makes this phrase this great? Which part of that gives that "awe" factor? Well sure, the "love" part of course. But what does that mean? "Well it's when you really really like somebody cus it makes your heart happy." Like for real, do you even know what "love" means?.... Me neither. I'll go find out.... LOVE. That's actually not what I expected/had in mind. I was under the impression that love was something more absolute (I know you don't know what that word means, click on it;) ). I think love is a feeling you receive when you know someone/something is, has, or will know what your some/mos of your life is like. When you realize that they know your life almost as well as you, and vise versa, and you're both openly aware of it, only then does true Love exists. That might've been a bit confusing, so i'll try to simplify it via making a list.

To achieve Love in its truest form:

1) Find a counterpart.
2) Get to know each other extremely profoundly.
3) Appreciate their life, and appreciate that they appreciate yours.
4) Congratulations!!

Reasoning behind this conclusion of mine is because I have reasons to believe that humans do not enjoy living in solitude. They seek constant partnership even within inanimate objects (which is not uncommon). When you find that one person/thing that not only fills your external world with their graceful presence, but your internal/emotional world too, then you want to keep them. What can you do to keep them? Well you could: a) enslave them, b) marry them, c) make an offspring, d) blackmail them, or e) bribe them with the single most beautiful thing humans are capable of giving. The answer is Love!! Now when you get bribed with Love on top of your bribe of Love, then you have found Love. Be warned my fellow humans, Love is imperishable. Once given it is never returned. So when you think you "love" somebody, break up with them, get over them, forget about them, and move on without even thinking about them, then it wasn't Love. Heartbreak is another story. If you are suffering, and the ex counterpart isn't, all they did was take your bribe. Unluckily for you, you are the only one suffering, while the ex counterpart enjoyed your abundantly beautiful Love. The only way I could think of to get rid of Love towards other is through memory. Once forgotten, it's difficult to remember. (not to mention memory loss and mental deseases: Alzheimer's, etc.)

Then of course there is puppy love, but that shouldn't be a problem for anyone.

(OMG don't you just love this puppy!!!)

I was born in April the 27th in 1992. On April 27th of 1996 I was trucked in the most literal way. A speeding pick-up truck unknowingly rammed me and torpedo launched me across the pavement road. Yup, my fourth birthday. Funny thing is that I remember the whole entire day before the accident, but for more obvious reasons not much after. 

The day of my fourth birthday: (note: I am at this point living in Mexico.)

As a child I was fairly independent. I had siblings and friends to play with, but I preferred the solitude. In this particular day, I woke up early as usual and watch my morning cartoon ritual. Once bored (not long) I went outside to play and feed my relatively new dog. I forgot what I named him, but I had loved him enough to honor him with a name. After I got tired of looking for him I walked towards the nearby store to get some candy. Distracted by a patch of grass whom's height surpassed my own I decided to enjoy it to the max by making some sort of bed/burrow in the middle of what a the time seemed like and endless field. I lied there with grass sealing me in entirely that stretched out into the arms of the wind. The swaying of the grass and the shifting of the clouds was serene. Makes me wonder what was going through my mind. Was I really there just to enjoy the beauty of nature? After what seemed and eternity, and my skin been cooked over median well, I went along to search for my dog again. I stopped by my neighbor across the road (since he was a new dog he still strayed away from home). I asked her if she had seen it, she answered with a "no" but she had a face that said "well i don't really know". She then got up right after her face had spoken to me and went inside. I then assumed she had gone to go check her backyard. She had a tiny house so I patiently waited for her affirmation. Meanwhile I am still standing on the middle of the road (since I had found her on her porch, a good communication was able to be established at my location). I waited there for no longer than 15 seconds when I realized she was taking quite a bit of time. I am wasting my time, I could be doing some searching of my own. So I looked to my left, to see if my dog had maybe strayed towards that direction, but all I saw was a tiny truck. It was an uphill so I immediately intended to look to my right since it was common to see dogs going downhill. As I my neck is pivoting to the right, just when my head is perfectly straight, the tiny truck grows 20 times it's size and teleports 30ft ahead of it's location and hits me square on my head. You know what happens next. I was immediately tended for and rushed to a nearby hospital. Doctors didn't find any injuries, and neither did I. The truck left a skid mark 10ft long. How fast must have it been going? How much force did it hit me with? No injury?? And where the heck sis my dog?! Those are all questions I never learned the answer to.

Cool.
 Freak'n.
  Story.
   Bro.
 :)

This one was a little longer than usual, I got a little carried away. Hopefully you enjoyed it and understood most of it. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, feel free to leave a comment. :) May Peace, Justice, and Love reside upon your world.

Contagious Cannibalism

Bible Verse:
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou [art] with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 

Psalms 23:4


I'm going to skip the apologies and excuses in this blog. By this time most of my followers have forgotten the fact that I write a blog, which is completely understandable.

So I've been thinking quite a bit, about my future. What do I want to do with my life? Why did I choose Psychology as my major? What else could I  study for? What career would be best for me? It's questions like those that were consistently and persistently being asked to  myself. Now, they say that you aren't crazy if you talk to yourself, crazy is the one who talks to himself and responds. Unfortunately, I answered all those questions. I say "unfortunately" because my madness is confirmed, but I'm glad for it. I learned that I chose psychology because it is what I am naturally good at. Not only do I like it, it is what I do naturally and love so much. I knew I had to dedicate the rest of my life to a career that I had passion for, not for what is more practical. I have sufficient issues myself so I decided I didn't want a counseling career. I wanted to be a detective....but with a psychological expertise. I searched up "Forensic Psychology" and met my soul mate. That is what I want for my life. I want to be like one of the guys from the hit t.v. show "Criminal Minds". If you've never heard of it.....quit reading my blogs!!! lol jk. But seriously...awesome show.

I've been searching for a new band to get sucked into. The journey to find it was fun and intriguing. There is so many talented musicians out there, extremely creative and innovative. I would name a few, but I don't remember 90% of the names....But that has no importance anyway because I came back empty handed. I stumbled upon the realization that The Killers never gets old. The only reason I was looking for a new band was because I had stopped listening to them...I've forgotten how much they mean to me. But Every time I see their name, their art, or listen to their song, I know that they will be my all-time favorite band. Every time I listen to any of their songs it sounds new to me. And it's not Brandon Flowers which I like (the lead vocalist), it's the band. I feel like they know me. Go listen to them if you haven't. I want to recommend a song...but they're all so different/special/unique/beautiful in their own way. The most award winning single was "Mr. Brightside" so you could start with that one I suppose.

    ( They are regrettably in a hiatus, but fortunately they already announce the forthcoming of a new album!! And If I had to choose 1 album from them because my life depended on it I'd choose "Sam's Town.")




Patience is a virtue? What is "virtue" exactly? Why do I want that? Who cares about virtue! Patience is what you need! Patience for the ramen soup boiling up in your microwave. Patience for young ones who have an infinite supply of questions. Patience for the right person to come and sweep you off your feet (if your feet haven't been swept yet ofcourse). Patience for this annoying paragraph of my blog that keeps repeatign the word "patience".
STORY TIME:
There once was a man with a ton of patience. He was so patient it overflowed. So patient that people wanted to buy patience off of him. Then he died.
MORAL:
Patience and "lazy" are separated by a very thin, perforated line. Don't cross it.

Thanks guys for devoting some of your time towards my blog, I hope you enjoyed. Special thanks to my buddy Arny who introduced me to the criminal minds show, and to Emmanuel Melgoza for the introduction the the killers. Remember guys...DON'T! GET! ELIMINATED!!!

Lunacy Lasts a Lifetime

Bible Verse:
Cast me not off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength faileth. 

Psalms 71:9



I recently discovered a way to categorize people so that I know what to expect from them. It's seemingly simple, but it does get a bit confusing. It's based upon 2 mother strata which are: Selfishness and Selflessness. I believe that Everyone falls into one of those categories.

Selfishness is not necessarily a bad thing, and selflessness is not necessarily a good thing either. For a selfish person it is really hard to realize that they are selfish but relatively easy for others to see. Most of their actions and behaviors are for the greater good of themselves but it can involved good for others. For example: A doctor becomes a doctor because he thinks he appreciates human life and wants to do everything in his reach to prevent death. Although at first it seems like sheer selflessness, he actually became a doctor because he loves the feeling of saving a life. This is considered a selfish act, but as you can see, it was a GOOD selfish act. (ofcourse it could have also been a selfless act, but it was just an example)

Selflessness on the other hand is when people do acts and behave for the greater good of others. They prioritize the bonds of their friends, family, and even strangers over their own life. The severity of this can range from being selfless to only 1 person, up to being absolutely selfless and caring for literally everyone. A good example of this would be a stereotypical housewife. She cares for her husband, children, and house so much that they become her life. Selflessly, she accepts her fate and lives a boring life. 

Everyone has both of these characteristics, but one of them has to dominate. Perfect balance between the two  is literally impossible. It's like if ice and steam were able to live together forever. 

That was just the beginning. This next part I'm especially proud of. It took me 19 years and countless of sleepless nights to stumble upon this next hypothesis. Under the selfish - selfless stratification lies a deeper, more defined strata which I labeled "Analyze - Control". Each person falls under one of these categories and like I previously mention about the "selfish - selfless" theory, analyzers and controllers have both a good side and a bad side. 

The Analyst is the person who observes or pays any sort of attention to a certain noun. It can range from analyzing a plant, to analyzing the world (sociologists). This person gathers data and information about their particular interest and stores it for future references. To know how this person can use this data we have to know whether they are selfish or selfless. A selfish analyst analyzes information for the greater good of themselves. In other words, they may look at the way Billy was rejected by Sally and they will decide to avoid asking her out to avoid rejection. A selfless analyst would use the same information, but instead of keeping it to themselves, they would tell their friend Freddy who was planning on asking her out what she did to Billy. Both have their advantages, and both have disadvantages. 

The Controller is the person who manipulates people in order to get what they desire. I know "manipulate" sounds like such a bad word, but I'm using it as the dictionary definition "to manage or utilize skillfully". This person lives the world as if it were a game. They can range from controlling 1 person, to controlling an entire army. Controllers are the people that become great leaders. An example of a Selfish Controller would be Adolf Hitler. He managed to manipulate an entire race of people and eliminated another because of a silly grudge on Jews. A Selfless Controller would be Martin Luther King Jr. A great leader who helped the nation open their eyes to the unequal rights of people from African decent. Being a controller doesn't mean you're evil, it means that it's your method of motivation. 

Everybody has both of the "Analyst - Controller" characteristics, but unlike the "Selfish - Selfless" strata, their can be a balance. Never a perfect balance. It's just the fact that balance CAN exist, but it cannot be sustained. 

In total, there is 4 different type of people in the world. Selfish Analyzers, Selfish Controllers, Selfless Analyzers, and Selfless Controllers. If you can figure out what a person is, you can pretty much predict their motives and intentions. 

Proxemics

Yeah, it's a random hyperlink. It has really cool information though. If you have no life and want to read more I highly recommend it. lol Thanks for reading.

SPEER'S WORD OF THE DAY: Philanthropist

Reorganized to be Originized

Bible verse:

Seest thou a man that is hasty in his words? There is more hope of a fool than of him.

Proverbs 29:20

Eternal Flux 

Each day is in line

No clue or hint as to how long or wide.

Don't pause to look 

It may just run you over...But that's implied. 

I admit, I may be confused 

My brain's all tangled, intertwined. 

I thought and tried but there's still no use.

The code's undecipherable, by design.

This river flows

The currents rush by with haste and waste -

No time on things that can't be saved.

All we can do is erase distaste.

Written  by: Juan E. Casas

I know it totally violates the outline I told myself i'd follow. But I was feeling like breaking a few rules. :) Thanks for reading. 

Placidly Panting

Biblical Verse:

My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth. 

1 John 3:18

Before you start ranting about how I haven't written a blog in over a month, allow me to stop you, to intercept you if you will, and let me try to reason with you. First off, I haven't written a blog in over a month, I won't deny that fact. The reason why is that I just haven't felt like writing. Simple as that. Now, as dumb as a reason that is, allow me to show you why it's a valid excuse. Imagine you're working at a part time hourly job that you like because you make money, but you hate because it's just a job you don't like to do. Actually, let's pretend you wash dishes at Golden Corral. You HAVE to go into work wash a certain, and vast amount of plates weekly. You procrastinate the washing of the plates until the very last day. At the end of that day you're just in a bad mood. Because the only people that appreciate it were the other dish-washer-ers. You wanted the people that eat off the plate to at least acknowledge that it was done for them, but their completely oblivious. They forget the fact that their dirty dishes need someone to clean them. 

KEY:
Golden Corral - My blog
Dirty Dishes - Ideas for blog
Other Dishwasher-ers - The few people who actually read my blog
Customers - The people who you would like to read your blogs

Visualize in your head, a whistle. A wooden whistle with intricate spirals that overlap and sway around the shaft. That whistle came from a piece of wood. The piece of wood came from a tree. But where did the tree come from. Of course they come from the planet, but where are they residing. Trees are sometimes hard to find around some areas of your world. That's why you have to find areas that have fertile land, and nourishing streams and rivers that mend to an abundance of trees and vegetations. We must go to these good lands. More trees equal more wood. More wood means more opportunities that could evolve from the simple idea of a whistle, into a marvelous wonder like a shelter that is worthy of protecting your most valued treasure. 

Let's try to lighten the mood a little bit! "How the heck are you going to lighten the mood through a blog Juan?" Well it's quite simple really. All you need to do is add a few bit of "lol"s and a couple of ":)" and TA-DAA! you got yourself a mood lightener. Lol. So if you ever come across an awkward moment, just remember to LOL and :) at the crowd. :)

I thought that the 3rd and last section of my blog was a tad bit too short and bitter, so I made a 4th section! I'm going to simplify this last section, make it more straight forward. It's actually a question, and I want ALL of you who just finished reading this sentence. Write an answer. Please. :) It would make my day. And yes, I did make that sentence a fragment to end it quicker. Question is: Is protecting your public image, or reputation, being a hypocrite to yourself if you're really not the person the public sees?

                                                 Just Go Ahead and write your answer, or your

                                                 response to my blog below. You don't need an 

                                                 account. Just start typing. :)  

                                   

                                                 Much Love

                                                                                   -JuanasaurousREXX

Treading the Trail

Verse of the week:
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.

Psalms 38:10-11

In theater, make up and masks are used to disguise the actor's identity and to fool the audience. And we're all actors, the world is our stage, what mask are you wearing? How many plays do you act out daily? How many make up changes, or mask switches have you done? Do we really get to know our own face? How do you know which mask isn't yours, which one of these characters symbolize who we are. If there's a play with only 1 actor and absolutely nobody else and the actor performs a Oscar nominated performance, did he really perform it? Nobody was around to see it...

I play this Massive.Multi.Online.Role.Playing.Game also known as MMORPG called RuneScape, the point of the game is to max out certain skills and be wealthy. But within the game there is an event called Clue Scroll that takes you on a perilous,  treacherous, and time consuming scavenger hunt that guides you in and all around the world and eventually leads you to an awesome treasure chest. This is the moment of truth! The fruit to your tree, the cream of the cream, the moment you've been waiting for. Within the chest could lie items worth millions upon millions!! But on the other hand, it could contain items that don't even cover the cost of the scavenger hunt. It's one of my favorite things to do in the game. But sometimes I forget that the odds of getting items worth my treasure hunting while are as rare as Worcester's Buttonquail.

"ESOTERICALLY"

_______________________

Forgotten past,

Forbidden future,

Lost present,

Lack of architecture

Walking blindly,

Breathing soundly,

Looking toward,

Listening away.

Self-indulge.

Not enough.

I don't lose.

But now I must.

Composed and inspired By: Juan E. Casas

Thanks for reading. I love you guys who actually read this junk <3. Ummm...how about you leave a comment? You don't need to sign in or any of that time consuming BullSnot. I promise :)

Sheep Need Sleep

Weekly Verse:He that worketh deceit shall not dwell within my house: he that telleth lies shall not tarry in my sight. 

Psalms 101:7


Exaggeration. It makes life worth living. Think about it. You're talking to your friend on the phone and he/she is trying to tell you how hot it was outside. So he/she says "Today was hotter than a thousand suns! If It was easter, the hobos would have an egg buffet. I think I'm getting sun burned by just telling you how hot it was!!" That is alot better than if they would of said "Man it's 100 degrees outside." Like which one of those stimulated your brain?! A stimulated brain is a happy one. Without exaggeration bands would of been stupid, because they wouldn't have microphones and amplifiers because those machines just exaggerate the sound. So we could rationally say that exaggeration makes the world go round.

We are all a big herd of pigs. Each with our very unique attributes and artwork of distinctive spots and blotches. It's not everyday when we come across a pig whose patterns resembles polka-dots! Polka dotted pigs are an endangered almost extincted breed. Whenever one of these pigs roams into your farm, don't be quick to get them out. Allow them to stay for awhile, the trials and trails that they could tell are worth your while. Who knows, maybe they may take a liking to you and decide to befriend you. And you know what they say about having a polka dotted pig as a friend; a penny saved is a penny earned.

I don't want to do anymore dedications on my blog because I feel like if I have a preference of people over others. But I don't. I love all my best friends equally. I don't know how I can tell because I love people in different ways for different things. I can't use love as a unit of measurement to determine who or what I love more. Let's use the example of water and fire. I love them both. Fire because it cooks my food an keeps me warm. Water because it hydrates me and keep me cool. But I couldn't say which I love more or which i'd prefer. Love is incomparable but when you think you love something or someone more than another, that's because you've reached another form of love. And because I'm not doing more dedications, I'll now be doing shout outs! This Weeks Shout Out goes to Jessica Lee Roberts. I love you and I miss you and I hope you read my blogs. 

Lol thanks for reading. Keep reminding me to do my blogs cus its already Friday and they're meant to be Wednesdays. Love you guys and comment!! 

Bats in the Belfry

Verse of the week:
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them;

Ecclesiastes 12:1




I want to start this blog out by apologizing to all my faithful followers for not writing a blog last week although NOBODY noticed, or at least not that I know of. Putting that aside....As of yesterday I started playing racquetball!! It's an amazing sport! It accelerates my heart from 0 to 60 in 2.5 seconds!! Although I barely learned to play yesterday, and I've only invested about 3 hours in total, I consider myself a good player on the high end. Don't laugh. I'm serious, I think those 4 years of high school tennis might have something to do with it. But whatever it is that's helping me, I like it. I already beat my master (Speer) 2 our of 3 today. Racquetball is definitely on the top 5 fav sports list. If anybody wants to play, I have an extra racquet's, and an extra can of Whoop-Ass!!

In the summer of 07 during a wild and deadly tropical storm a brave dog rose into the ranks of heroism. LOL! I have no idea why I wrote that. Like seriously. I don't even remember having that in my mind or nothing. Makes you wonder huh? "Dang, what's that guy smoking?!" If you read my very first blog you'll know that I'm taking up a class called Interpersonal Communications and I gotta tell you guys, I absolutely love this class. So far I've learned nothing new!! It just pointed out obvious things that have remained hidden to me my whole life!! Like: did you know that i'm an introvert?! I know you don't know what that means so go google it!! Yeah, crazy stuff. Actually I found that out through a FREE personality test you can take online yourself!! Human Metrics just take the Jung Typology test and find out! I dare you!!

Haaa!! Finally! My last section, the home stretch, the easiest part to write because I can see the light from the exit of the tunnel! This section shall be another dedication (Don't like them? Get over it!). It's going to one of my best friends that I love and cherish, HEATHER ROBERTS. She's freak'n awesome, let me tell you about her. I found Heather, also known as "Illy" to me, my Junior year in my sociology class. But didn't really talk until second semester of my senior year, which would quite accurately be about a year ago. She has the power to bestow upon my life the gift of illumination with a simple "Goodmorning". She is (or was) a great runner and has tons of medals and stuff of that sort for it. She studies too darn far so I don't see her often, but I lover to death and I know that our friendship will survive any hardships to come, and any distance that intrudes, or ANYTHING! She is and forever will be my best freind Illy <3

(For Heather: I didn't write you a poem on my blog like I did Lynnette's, but I didn't want the same for you as what I did for her. Plus, you get enough poems already.)

                                                              Hahah! That's her :D


Thanks for reading! That's all I have to say this time. lol

Arctic Assault

Weekly verse:
All things are lawful unto me, but all things are not expedient: all things are lawful for me, but I will not be brought under the power of any. 

1 Corinthians 6:12


So winter finally arrived and sadly I have already awaken from my annual winter hibernation. The food is scarce, and the winds are strong, I guess this is where all the Man vs. Wild training kicks in. I gotta go out and face ferocious weather, survive malnutrition, and endure wild animal attacks. It's just another day in the world of the Juanasaurous. It's a tough world, but someones gotta stand up to and pretend to be tougher.

One day I am going to go base jumping. and best thing about it is that I plan on free climbing the rock wall that I plan on jumping off from. So it'll be double the adventure!! It'll be like a squirrel climbing a tree to reach a nut only to jump off the tree and open it's flaps because he is totally nuts!! lol Who's down to go with me?! It'll be the most memorable day of our puny, insignificant, little life!!

This section has a name. It's called LOVELY LYNNETTE. Ha! It was a special request, and since I totally, utterly, and most definitely love my Heylynn I could not turn her request down. Nettles, you are freak'n awesome. I feel that not everyone appreciates you for who you are because you're oh so sweet and caring (NOT nosy). And I totally enjoy the random phone calls because NOBODY (NicCo did at one point) But I mean NOBODY calls me like that. I LOVE it. :) And I love you. And as a token of my undying appreciation, here's a little poem that I wrote just now. 

"Wave to the Horizon"

A walk in the sand, no shells on the shore.

A glance of the horizon arises a craving for more.

Experienced at firsthand will leave you rewarded,

Because otherwise, the beauty may be a bit distorted.

Lynnette, like you in this world there is no other,

You are an identical twin sister, but to me you're both a complete different color.

Sit tight on this bumpy ride and enjoy the waves,

For in this life it's either that, or to live in the maze of the caves.

                       

                               By: Juan E. Casas

I LOVE YOU!

Thanks for reading everyone! Keep in tune with my blogs every WEDNESDAYS lol. Leave a comment or something, I promise you i'll appreciate it. :)

Meteoritic Meatballs

Biblical Verse of the week:
"A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance: but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken."

Proverbs 15:13

Have you ever come across a thought that made you stop and think about what the thought you thought was trying to say? Yes? If you have, you have initial symptoms of insanity. I suggest you consider counseling. Jay kay, don't go Google that it was a joke. But about that thought that made you think: don't you think that if we didn't have these thoughts Mother Necessity would be nonexistent? So I encourage you to think about your thoughts next time you stop to think about what your thought was trying to say; you may be the next Eli Whitney. And if you do became an important inventor because of my blog, you could always thank me.

                                                                         (Halfzies??)

In the case of David vs. Goliath, David used a stone, possibly even a pebble, to the defeat the giant. But what if he had to go on a 1 on 1 grappling match with Goliath!? I'm thinking he would of been a little bit more challenging. And because of this simple thought, and many more like it, I took the martial arts class. And like David, giants are present and are going to be in my way. But UNLIKE David, I'm not allowed to use concealed weaponry A.K.A. pebbles. So I'm going have to do this legitimately and learn the ways of Kung Fu. Well, mixed martial arts. But Kung Fu sounds soo much cooler....I am praying that God be with me during this course cus last week was KILLER!! I think I'm still sore. Where's bananas when you need them. I actually have a banana tree in my front/side lawn, but it hasn't given birth to any bananas yet. Maybe if I feed it cow poop? I could start by watering it....But then again, rain is kinda always in town.

This third and last section of my blog is going to be dedicated to my beloved best friends that are studying in TAMUCC! Heather (my Illybee), Lynnette (my Heylynn), and ofcourse my bro since 6th grade Colton (teh Crow). I love you guys and I miss ya'll! Illy, I seriously check my mailbox daily for your letter and daily I check for new youtube videos (make more please). Heylynn, I love your random "Hey!" texts even thought you send them to me at the worst times lol. Crow, bro you and I have tons of history together, I hope we get to make alot more cus you were one of my first true best friend and I miss you. Be safe over there and study hard. I love you all.

Hahaha!! Thanks for reading! Make a blogger and follow me!! That way I look way cooler than my archenemy Arny. Oh I mean my friend Arny not archenemy. :)  Oh! And of you leave a comment, then I'll allow you to see the video you just finished watching AGAIN!! I know, I'm sucha sweetheart.
P.S. Tony, you're sexy. ;)

Intra-personal Intelligence

As of now I decided to write out a bible verse with each new blog I write.
Juan's Bible Verse of the Week!
This week's verse:
 "Delight thyself also in the Lord; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart."
   Psalms 37:4

Would you like to know the strategy to my happiness? If you've seen me, you'll know that I am always seemingly happy. Wanna know how I do it? Regardless of your answer to that question I am going to tell you. Here's Juanasaurous' guide to happiness...... I am the best pessimist ever. I mentally prepare for the worse possible case-scenarios because that's what I expect. But that works to my advantage. "That doesn't make any sense Juan!" Hold on! Let me explain. You see, because I expect the worse, and the worse case-scenarios are NOT too common, whatever outcome I get I am more than content!

Ex.   Case: First day of school.

        Worse possible scenario: Hating all your classes.

         What Actually happened: You only hate 1 class.

According to Juan's laws of Joy, this is a cause for happiness!! 

                                                  (And I'll punch the man who says I'm not)

Another of my great philosophies is to live life with regret. But not just any kind of regret, forgiven regret. And not only forgiven by yourself, but by God. (If you and God have forgiven it, then the rest don't truly matter.) Life is one big dictating school. You will be taught something one way or another, and the best teacher life offers is Mr. Dr. Prof. Experience. He's renown all over town for his teaching skills and for his unrelenting wrath he sometimes brings down upon his students. If we did something stupid, we can't just forget about it, pretend it never happened and NOT regret it. To learn lessons with Experience we must regret our mistakes. But we can't let this regret bring us down in our long treacherous journey of our life. It must be forgiven, never forgotten. Learn from our past to improve our future. But remember to live in the present the past is what it is, and the future is what you are.

Jeeze! I didn't want to end my blog with THREE philosophies but this next one is a good one!! 

Okay so we've all heard the saying "Just follow your heart." Or maybe even "Do what your heart tells you." If you haven't heard that then stop reading my blog and go read a book or something. But every time I read/hear that I seriously just want to go and kick some babies. (JK that's not cool, don't do that.) But I gotta tell all ye fellow bloggers that thy heart is gullible and tender! It'll believe just about everything. (Unless you've hardened your heart so that it feels nothing.) So I say "No!" Don't follow your heart, follow your brain! Your brain is the smart one, hence the name. So do what your thoughts tell you, Usually this theme correlates to relationships, but it's also very useful when it comes to passions and hobbies. When people act with their hearts it usually turns out to be a bad outcome and that's how the phrase "Bless her/his heart." came to be. One day really try and listen to your heart. But I mean really really listen to it. And think about it's thoughts. You'll realize how stupid hearts are.

 

Thanks for reading! This was probably my longest blog and maybe even boring-est. I hope you enjoyed. If you don't agree with me, have any questions, comments, or concerns relating my blog, my verse, or me don't hesitate to leave a comment and don't forget to follow!! 

Bada-bing, bada-BOOM!!

Hey peeps! So today is Wednesday and i'm sure you knew that but if you didn't you owe me big time. I point that out because I decided upon blogging every Wednesday. Sounds good right? Once a week Juanasaurous gets to ramble randomly about redundant ridiculousness rotating reasonably rationally 'round my life. YEAH! Alliteration my friends, look it up. It just makes me feel good. Feeling skeptical? Well go ahead, try it yourself. Feels like if Dr. Seuss himself slapped you across your butt-cheeks with green eggs and ham.

So as for my resolution goes. The progress i'm making is noticeable! I am doing stuff at home now. (kinda) Well I do enough to keep my parents of my back, which equals victory in my book! I can't wait for school to start again. I spent too much time in the game room playing pool and ping-pong'ing it up but I learned my lesson. Lesson: Game room is NOT priority over College (who woulda thought). But now I am feeling as confident as ever. I may even consider taking over the world. But after I finish my martial arts training so that I stand some sort of chance if I ever come face to face with Jean Claude Van Damme......

I just now decided that all my future blogs will have the same layout. It is going to be divided into 3 sections. The Intro, Body and Conclusion. That doesn't necessarily mean that the body is going to house the best part of my blog, it's just a name to keep me organized. So this means that this section is the conclusion. I'm going to end my blog by telling you about my bass. Many of you know that I play the electric bass guitar. Her name is Kryztinnah (pronounced "Cristina" but looks way cooler). I've been having her for about 3 years but I've only played her 1. Until recently have a started getting more serious about her and thanks to one of my good friends and brother in Christ, Tony, I've progress immensely. Thank you Tony (I hope you read this) but most importantly thank you Jesus for your blessings and patience for me. 

      Kryztinnah!                                                                 

Thanks for reading I hope you were entertained! Make a Blogger!! Comment, criticize, or diss my blogs and I'll love you forever! Follow me and I'll follow you. Take care everyone and God bless.
                                                       
                  Stay tuned every Wednesday! 

All About Ambiguousness

After much debating and arguing I, Juanasaourous REXX, finally decided upon creating this, my own blog.  Pros: a place to express my ideas and thoughts also a place to keep some of my poetry for they come and go and don't return. Cons: mostly likely, in the near future I'll forget the existence of my blog and i'll leave my faithful followers on the worst cliffhanger imaginable. It may feel a little like this following picture.

                                                            (Wow, what a nice view.)

I guess the best thing to start this baby off by saying my new year's resolution. I would like to be  more active. "What? That's the dumbest resolution I've heard!" I know it sounds dumb but I don't mean active as only physically (although it is included) I mean it in every aspect. Such as what you may find yourself asking. Well there is; physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, literally, rhetorically, and figuratively.
I know i'm just kidding. But in all seriousness, This determination of mine was awakened just this year and i'm a freshman in college! I've wasted too much time on my computer when I could of been stimulating my senses.

Moving on to a different topic. Today I went to school and found out my classes are paid for!! That's one less thing to worry about. "OMG Juan! What classes did you get!?!?"  Hold on ladies, all in due time. I signed up for 5 classes this spring semester to make a total of 13 hours.

1. Interpersonal Communication
2. Sociology
3. Theater Arts
4. College Algebra
5. Martial Arts

I know what you're thinking. "But Juan how will you juggle 5 classes?!" Just kidding. I AM in martial arts!! lol can you imagine that? The cute, adorable, nice, and lovable Juanzies will be wrestling and boxing and kicking some major bootie. And I mean that literally because Ryan "Fear the" Speer joined with me. It shall be EPIC in an unmeasurable proportion. Actually, it may look a little like this....

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed. Also if you don't have a blogger, make one, we could follow each other and stuff. Yeah.