Friday, April 4, 2008

My Introduction

There are many of us in this world. Perhaps too many in certain places, perhaps too few in others. You have seen us in our galore attire amoung many others who array similar attire. It is how we set ourselves apart from the boring mass who actually put first things first. Regardless of your opinion on us, we are what we are. And I'm sure our lives prove far more intriguing than those who choose not to explore.

I am the ace, the all-out partyanimal, the person who is afraid of too little and these are the stories my adventures. The stories of my roller coaster, I promise, won't disappoint you.

We'll start from the beginning.
Skipping the influences of my adolescent years, I go right to the beginning of the teenager. As I come to the end of my teenage years, I'd like to look back at a life lived at the fullest and that is one filled with wasteful nights, encounters with "important" people and a lot of synthetic joy. Playing with the toys of a 21 year old since the age of 13, I'm already yawning by the bar table. And that was exactly what I had yearned to achieve.

Remember back in the days when you got excited over going to the shopping center with your girl friends? Getting all eager about taking pictures at the photobooth and then having brunch at the buffet?

As a matter of fact, lets go even a little further when you were so enthusiastic about having a beer with a friend, talking about it for weeks, making sure your every weekend was occupied by something similar. A house party thrown by your local beaner. Remember those days?

I remember as a struggling teenager who stumbled piteously to find a niche, how I put my sights so short and low. How many standards faltered as they tried to assemble themselves. I remember how easily I was amused and how sadly I put myself through torture to attend and abide to what I saw myself as. To what I thought was the top in a small world. The chinese called it "jing di zhe wa". Or the frog in the bottom of a well.

4 comments:

Bum Atom said...

I have lived in many different countries, I've gotten fucked up on drugs, I've been locked up in psych wards and now I'm a father, I'm 25. My son is two, I found a niche, i am the youngest taxi driver in my city and I;m one if the only ones with white skin (not that that matters) I'm not like others, I love to explore and find out my true meaning here, tonight was my last night behind the wheel of the Taxi, two and a half years and I was still the youngest driver in the city, the whole time, I had a real niche and still I need more, you rock, ill be back, I'v got to smoke a joint before I write my last official post, peace

Sigourney said...

Goodness, you have no idea how disappointed I am. It took awhile for me to find a number of decent blogs to waste my time reading. And yours was definitely one which had drawn me and held me with the title and the content. And I'm only beginning and already you're ending. Will you still be around?

Bum Atom said...

I have a few more horror stories left, and I still might drive sometimes, i'll keep up with you, but you already put a dent in your blog nice work, you have excellent writing skills and hardcore stories, I might start a blog like yours about my time in saudi arabia or new mexico or europe, but I was always traveling the world as a teen and his single mother, it's a flip side you'll hear about it for sure

Sigourney said...

And a compliment from a respected figure is more than just a compliment. That's great and I'll be looking forward to such. May prove an even more exciting life than my own?