Next year all our troubles will be out of sight

Dearest blogettes,
Please excuse my delay in returning to the blog world. Life has somewhat been upside down for the past few weeks, and I need to focus on some certain things to make sure I made it out alive. Well, here I am: breathing and typing. That is a plus.
Lately, I have had some issues with my own mortality. It is safe to say that for some reason I have been experiencing the power of my own mind. In fact, it is disturbing how powerful that lump three feet above my ass actually is. I find it fascinating that it can be so powerful in such a good way (like my studies), but also in such a terrible way (anxiety). I have seem to hit a roadblock in which the 'bad' version of my brain is taking over. I have truly become a victim of my own mind and lately, I find simple things hard to do. Simple things such as getting out of bed in the morning are sometimes the hardest part of my day. Thankfully, I cannot say that life is horrendous; however I do feel as though sometimes my day will never end and this is the 'best it is going to get'.
Ok enough of the sad 'woe is me' talk. The message in my return blog is: don't be afraid. Fear is simply a state of mind, and as quickly as it can make you afraid of something, you can most definitely overcome the very fear that it presents to you. Also, do not believe that for one second that your life is not going to get better. Although I cannot fully say right now that things are '100%', I believe that one day I will be happy again. As long as you and I both share that thought, we can make it through. After all, "...next year all our troubles will be out of sight".
This blog clearly is the first dark one I have published, but the truth is that without the bad in life, there is nothing to cherish. And although I may not be on the top of my game lately, this is only a small traffic jam on this highway of life. So ladies and gents, please do me a favor and indulge in me in another song lyric from a very good song that I love: "keep your eye upon the road, keep driving. It won't be long until you see a sign that says you're arriving".

peace and love kids. may your christmas be merry and santa be good to you. I bet you behaved all year.

Be thankful...

Who I am today is entirely dependent on the people who make my life worth living.....here's a list of some of the people I am thankful for, and why:



Mom- for teaching me how to love, and for my brain.

Dad- for teaching me how to be a man.

Kristin- inspiring me to believe in who I am.

Elizabeth- for helping me realize how strength is derived from being no one but yourself.

bia- for pushing me to be content with myself.

ivan- giving me someone to live for.

gram- for giving me the best childhood a grandson can ask for.

pop- teaching me its never too late to change.

nanny-teaching me not to let anyone get to you, ever.

dr dale- teaching me how to treat a human, not a disease.

prof.hayes- teaching me that if you dont know the basics, you dont know shit.

dchoo-for telling me the other day that i make you happy. thats all i want to do for people.

katey- for loving me, always.

ms.reynolds- for being there for me when i for sure life was over.

tara- for being my therapist

lau- for calling me out on everything stupid i do.

diana- for making me laugh. all the time.

billy- for being blatantly truthful when the last thing i wanted to hear is the truth.

steffo- for teaching me how to dance properly.

mary- for getting me through nursing school alive.

this is just the tip of the iceberg, folks........
hope your thanksgiving was amazing.

Sarah Jessica Parker eat your heart out

You know what? If an incredibly unattractive woman can make a billion dollars doing exactly this, I'm going for the gold. I don't understand the public's infatuation with this whole blogosphere deal, but in the interest of peeling my poor, pathetic eyes away from facebook stalking, I've chosen to succumb to the madness. Who knows? Maybe I can be the next Rosie O'Donnell of blogs? r u serious? Gotta hand it to Rosie O, she is one bad ass mother f-er who don't take no shit from no one! (kudos to Disney's Cool Runnings circa 1998) I can't believe I just cited in my blog.

So really, whats the deal with these things? How am I supposed to attract viewers? Maybe there is some sort of advertising I can do. Back to Rosie O, I think I want to be even more than her. I want to be the Oprah of the Web, the head honcho, if you will. By the end of this, there's going to be "Joe" magazine. I can see it now. I will be on every cover, of course, with my celebrity guest sitting far off in the background gazing at me in admiration. It will be great. There will be recipes....horoscopes(you know people love that shit)...music selections...and tips to brighten your life one step at a time.

OK- back to reality. Truth is that I am relatively busy 22 year old male. I currently attend Nursing School, where I manage to maintain a GPA that most people would kill for. That statement is in no way meant as a feeble attempt for you to be impressed with my brain. The thing is I just 'get' it. I also work 2 jobs and play soccer as a source of recreation. I have recently come out to a select few people. HOWEVER, last night I kissed a girl.....and I liked it? If you think THAT is messed up, let it be known that I am going to my first Gay bar on Wednesday night. Yes, you read right. If you are thinking that it seems as though I am an incredibly poor decision maker who keeps a busy schedule so that decision making is based entirely around all of my fun tasks, you. are. right. I like to think of my mind as somewhat of a distorted reality. No, I do not hear voices, but there is certainly a lot more noise up there than most doctors recommend(spell check, need you.). I plan for this little blog to be almost my brain in writing. Someone once told me its good to let it all out: and you've called out the thunder, so get ready for the boom.

For kicks, lets start our little relationship off with some homework. No need to fret, children, as our assignment will not be graded. Your first assignment as a follower of the newest and best blog in the free world is tomorrow, between the hours 11am and 5pm, make someones day. I don't care how you do it, but make someone feel good. Hold a door, give up a seat on the train, smile, ask about their weekend, or compliment someones hideous shirt that they should've thrown out when the New Kids On the Block broke up (the first time). But do it, and do it well. Report back here by 11pm EST tomorrow with stories of success. Goodnight, kind souls, and remember: there's a great big beautiful tomorrow shining at the end of every day.