Well hello, random 3 people who actually read this blog.. I am, in fact, back.. And it feels good..
My arrival back to the world of the internet is in fact triggered by the departure of school for a blessed month. Yes, finals are over and I couldn't be more overjoyed at this fact. I received the only B of my life and other shit-like grades, but I survived. Vet school is looking more and more bleak, to be honest.. Whether that is the path I am destined to take, no one but God truly knows.. We'll have to see..
I usually am very comedic in these posts. I know everyone enjoys this but today will have to take a more serious tone. Sorry boutcha.. Go watch some Malcom in the Middle or Trailer Park Boys (both on Netflix, both HILARIOUS).
I am truly blessed..
My parents, of which both are still alive and happily married, love me and support my every decision unbiasedly.
My siblings are the best and my brothers are to die for.. at least for a good laugh..
And I have some of the ABSOLUTE best friends any guy could ask for.. I don't like mentioning people by name, but I do enjoy gloating about some of them.. So, I shall
My friends put up with me.. I have a keen way of being..... ummm.. Weird.. hahaha
I belong in Austin, London, San Fran, or anywhere else in the world.. I use to love Lubbock, and I still defend her.. But something has changed.. I want to be gone..
My friends inspire me to greater things.. They challenge, push, and plunge me into success whether I want it or not, it happens..
I came to the conclusion that I don't care what people think of me.. A huge reason for my dreads adventure has been due to this.. I hate opinions of people I don't know.. But, with these guys and girls, I want to be something THEY are proud of.. I want them to blog of me... These people are business majors, pre-med students, engineers, architects, mother-figures, ultimate players, lovers, haters, jokers, tokers, fandoms, gay, straight, atheist, Christian, beautiful, ugly (just kidding ha), and some of the best people I have ever met in the world.. I may not make it out of college alive, but I sure as hell will cherish every friend I have met here.. With all my heart..
I would like to finish with happiness.. I find that I am unhappy, despite these blessings.. I feel as though I want love.. Not to make love, but to be entrapped by love.. And honestly, I don't know how to find it.. " For sure, you have to be lost to find a place that
can't be found, elseways everyone would know where it was." This tells me one thing.. I have to abandon all pre-dispositions about love and BE SOMEONE who is worthy of someone I find worthy.. What does that mean..? I don't know yet, but I'll let you know.
Song choice: Anything by Blue October or You Found Me by the Fray
Friday, December 13, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
"I have two words for you.. Get U-Haul Truck.."
"That.. That's three words..."
"Dammit.."
My boss and I have the most stimulating of conversations.. He normally can't count, spell, nor function in heated environments (Welcome to west Texas and Lubbock, buddy..!) but today was especially terrible.. We were packing a trailer for a young lady we know (through our bosses) and it was 97 outside.. With 40% humidity.. and it was sunny.. and the apartment had no AC.. and she lived on the damned 2nd floor.. And had SUEDE EVERYTHING.. I literally didn't think anyone had more suede than Elvis till I met Melissa.. And, heavens above, she made the king of Rock and Roll "roll" over in his grave with her ensemble.. But no matter, we packed it in under an hour and a half and I was through with her and her stuff..!!
Till I opened my freaking mouth..
"Yeah the only way I would unpack you in Dallas is if someone bought me a ticket to 6 Flags ha.."
"Can you be at the house at 7 in the morning..?"- Boss
Woooooooow, Trey, Awesome.. You don't even like 6 flags.. Faggot..
So tomorrow I embark on a journey to Dallas with my bosses (Not my direct boss, my "check writing bosses", the Dr. and the Mrs.) and their daughter (24) and her friend (23).. And I am sitting in the backseat of the trunk with the cat.. for 6 hours.. to Dallas.. in the Summer.. Spontaneously.. So nooooo friends can meet me..
But, I am happy about this.. I have tried to find a new view on life.. JUST LIVE IT..
Mark Twain and Ferris Bueller say it best, respectively..
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
Great words, right..?? I mean.. Why do we tirelessly eat the same food, play the same games, fight the same fights, drive the same way, look the same way..? BRANCH OUT AND BE SOMETHING THAT PEOPLE WILL NEVER EVER EVER EVER FORGET.. Like.. Don't just grow dreads, get a beard like Gandalf, or a gross tattoo of Jaba the Hutt.. Be kind while looking like an emo, sing like an angel while cockfighting, carry sparklers around with you and use them while friends are smoking ciggies*.. And don't give a rat's ass what people think.. Be remembered by the strangers, hated by the haters, and adored by the acquaintances, and loved by the most important people in your life.. Because, if you're not different, who are you..?
*Patent pending..
"That.. That's three words..."
"Dammit.."
My boss and I have the most stimulating of conversations.. He normally can't count, spell, nor function in heated environments (Welcome to west Texas and Lubbock, buddy..!) but today was especially terrible.. We were packing a trailer for a young lady we know (through our bosses) and it was 97 outside.. With 40% humidity.. and it was sunny.. and the apartment had no AC.. and she lived on the damned 2nd floor.. And had SUEDE EVERYTHING.. I literally didn't think anyone had more suede than Elvis till I met Melissa.. And, heavens above, she made the king of Rock and Roll "roll" over in his grave with her ensemble.. But no matter, we packed it in under an hour and a half and I was through with her and her stuff..!!
Till I opened my freaking mouth..
"Yeah the only way I would unpack you in Dallas is if someone bought me a ticket to 6 Flags ha.."
"Can you be at the house at 7 in the morning..?"- Boss
Woooooooow, Trey, Awesome.. You don't even like 6 flags.. Faggot..
So tomorrow I embark on a journey to Dallas with my bosses (Not my direct boss, my "check writing bosses", the Dr. and the Mrs.) and their daughter (24) and her friend (23).. And I am sitting in the backseat of the trunk with the cat.. for 6 hours.. to Dallas.. in the Summer.. Spontaneously.. So nooooo friends can meet me..
But, I am happy about this.. I have tried to find a new view on life.. JUST LIVE IT..
Mark Twain and Ferris Bueller say it best, respectively..
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
Great words, right..?? I mean.. Why do we tirelessly eat the same food, play the same games, fight the same fights, drive the same way, look the same way..? BRANCH OUT AND BE SOMETHING THAT PEOPLE WILL NEVER EVER EVER EVER FORGET.. Like.. Don't just grow dreads, get a beard like Gandalf, or a gross tattoo of Jaba the Hutt.. Be kind while looking like an emo, sing like an angel while cockfighting, carry sparklers around with you and use them while friends are smoking ciggies*.. And don't give a rat's ass what people think.. Be remembered by the strangers, hated by the haters, and adored by the acquaintances, and loved by the most important people in your life.. Because, if you're not different, who are you..?
*Patent pending..
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Hold Us Together by Matt Maher is a pretty sweet song...
I have been rather speechless lately.. And for those of you that know me you know how absurd and asinine that statement is.. I am NEVER speechless.. EVER.. EVEN IF THERE IS A FIRE..!*
Trying to understand why I am like this I consulted one of the wisest people I know.. The amazing man known simply as my boss:
"Hey boss, what makes you sad..?"
"Obamacare and the greed of modern Americans.."
"No... I mean.. What you can control.."
"Questions..," as he glares at me for asking questions...
So needless to say, I have no answer..
I did get 5 movies (one of them being BluRay) at Target for $25 yesterday..! Talk about a deal.. Pineapple Express, The Fighter, Knocked Up, the Great Outdoors, and Reservoir Dogs..!!! INSTANT CLASSICS..
Have you ever been somewhere, seen something, or known someone who simply changed your life.. Not for the good, not for the better necessarily, just simply changed it..
Ex: The first person to tell me that the Washington Redskins AND the Washington Wizards were both in the Capitol and not, in fact, in Washington state, changed my life..
No but seriously, I want you to consider someone who has done something for you without you asking or them owing you.. Someone who does a daily, weekly, yearly, or maybe only a one time thing that continually affects you..
Thinking..?
Good..
Keep going..
Yeah, there it is..
I like it..
Now... Thank that person.. My person is one of the most hurtful people in the entire world.. There were points in my life that I wished she would rot in a cave with Saddam Hussein and Hillary Clinton.. But that's wrong.. Her TWO TIMES OF HURTING ME (TWICE) taught me a lot.. It also shoved me away from her and to the woman whom I am eventually going to marry.. This person deserves my thanks.. Because she CHANGED my life. For the better.. Thank the person who ruined your life for awhile.. Because they made you stronger.. Thank your boss who fired you, because you're getting more money/more time for PS3 now.. Thank her, thank him, thank them.. Because in the end, we're nothing without our experiences. They are what shape, define, and justify who we are..
*If you got this quote, you rock..
Trying to understand why I am like this I consulted one of the wisest people I know.. The amazing man known simply as my boss:
"Hey boss, what makes you sad..?"
"Obamacare and the greed of modern Americans.."
"No... I mean.. What you can control.."
"Questions..," as he glares at me for asking questions...
So needless to say, I have no answer..
I did get 5 movies (one of them being BluRay) at Target for $25 yesterday..! Talk about a deal.. Pineapple Express, The Fighter, Knocked Up, the Great Outdoors, and Reservoir Dogs..!!! INSTANT CLASSICS..
Have you ever been somewhere, seen something, or known someone who simply changed your life.. Not for the good, not for the better necessarily, just simply changed it..
Ex: The first person to tell me that the Washington Redskins AND the Washington Wizards were both in the Capitol and not, in fact, in Washington state, changed my life..
No but seriously, I want you to consider someone who has done something for you without you asking or them owing you.. Someone who does a daily, weekly, yearly, or maybe only a one time thing that continually affects you..
Thinking..?
Good..
Keep going..
Yeah, there it is..
I like it..
Now... Thank that person.. My person is one of the most hurtful people in the entire world.. There were points in my life that I wished she would rot in a cave with Saddam Hussein and Hillary Clinton.. But that's wrong.. Her TWO TIMES OF HURTING ME (TWICE) taught me a lot.. It also shoved me away from her and to the woman whom I am eventually going to marry.. This person deserves my thanks.. Because she CHANGED my life. For the better.. Thank the person who ruined your life for awhile.. Because they made you stronger.. Thank your boss who fired you, because you're getting more money/more time for PS3 now.. Thank her, thank him, thank them.. Because in the end, we're nothing without our experiences. They are what shape, define, and justify who we are..
*If you got this quote, you rock..
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Do you think king size sheets are called presidential size when in England..?
"I am so tired of the Black Eyed Peas. It's rock and roll for people who don't like rock and roll, it's rap for people who don't like rap, it's pop for people who don't like pop." -Robert California
Truer words, about one of the crappiest groups alive, have never been spoken..
I want to suggest something to you.. Find words that you can try to use everyday.. Make the words a part of you and explore their uses and boundaries with every sentence you construct around them.. My words consist of:
Uncanny
Interesting
Absurd
These words, while seemingly normal, are actually great replies to any conversation.. Uncanny being the "in-betweener" word, interesting being positive reinforcement, and absurd being negative.. It also gets you out of a boring conversation in a hurry haha..
I have come to the very disturbing realization that I am, in fact, grown up.. This fact hit me the other day when I wore this hideous shirt I was given by a family member.. Now normally, my mom would have made me wear it anyways, but she didn't.. And the family member wasn't around so I didn't have to wear it for his/her sake.. I simply wore it because it was a gift and I wanted to be nice.. Also, finding clean clothes has become a hassle since this chemistry class has been kicking my ass.. But yeah, I actually use gifts people give me now.. Even sucky ones.. That, my friends, is growing up..
Now everyone does realize that I say the N-word at least once a day and that if ANYONE tries to do cancel my blog like they did to poor Paula Deen, there is gonna be a lync... ehh.. death..
Complete joke, don't get freaking butt hurt.. -----------------------^
Be original.. Since, in Ecclesiastes 1:9, it says that "There is nothing new under the sun..", you can't technically be original per say.. But you can piece together a life and a personality that is purely original and 100% you..
Just be yourself. If "yourself" was all your personality minus the cult-following, sheep-like attitude.. No one likes sheep.. I promise.. NOBODY LIKES SHEEP.. You know people say, "Oh sheep this, sheep that.. Bahhh.." No.. Sheep suck.. Sheep stink.. They are the sheepiest livestock animal ever..
What I am trying to say is.. Be yourself no matter what.. Minus the following and "I wanna be like him attitude"..
Because, there is a reason you are supposed to be who you are.. You are meant to "be something" for someone one day.. And if you are not the original you, the 100% organic you, then the person you are out here on this planet for (whether it be for the opposite sex in marriage, a best friend, or even a boss/subordinate relationship) will either
A) Be disappointed because you are the complete wrong person for them due to your unoriginal mentality. They were most likely meant for someone else as were you..
or
B) They will feel lied to and tricked.. Whether intentional or not..
I have had my fair share of complete and utter rejections because I was not what said girl wanted.. And that is Good.. I am glad because they obviously weren't meant for me.. I am not claiming to be someone whom can get any person in the entire world to like me.. Self-confession time: I struggle with people not liking me.. unless I don't like them, then I don't give a damn.. But back to the point ha..
I have had a lot of people not like me for my views and attitude on this and that.. And to that I say, They are fearing the Big Mac.. the Chick-Fil-A sandwich.. iPad.. Shampoo.. All original ideas, and they fear that..
Which then bridges to my next point.. This point goes hand in hand with being original.. It's called being great..
To become something great in this world you have to be afraid and feared.. Because if you're not afraid of what you're going to face, then it's not worth facing. It is not worth it for me to go to the gym and pick up a 45lb bar and start benching it.. That is 45 pounds.. I know I look like I am built like a 6th grade, pre-puberty girl, but even I don't have trouble with that..! I don't fear that weight.. Maybe 55 though.. hahaha.. jk.. But what I am saying is, it's not worth it to fear that.. Reminds me of a great quote and one of my favorites.. "Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate.. It is that we are powerful beyond measure.. It is our light, not our darkness, that gives us hope.." This quote should sum up your life.. Not your life when you graduate college.. Not your life when you get that promotion.. Not your life when you get married and have kids.. Your life TODAY.. If you today you go to work, get paid minimum wage, have a crappy day, get yelled at, come home and get in a fight, go to bed pissed, burn your mac and cheese, then yes, that is a cruddy day.. I am not going to lie, that would make me want to quit.. But you don't need to say, "When things get better, then I'll go achieve greatness and be fearful of how awesome I am.." HELL NO.. Be afraid, be awesome, and be original TODAY.. Go get that promotion, that guy/girl, move those mountains, climb that skyscraper, and figure out a way to achieve your dream.. And in turn, people will fear you and your greatness (Not a fear like fearing bubonic plague or Spartans, but you get the gist..).. So get dreadlocks, eat tofu, go hunting, wear only pink, and buy a ferret.. BE DIFFERENT.. But also, achieve greatness.. Because if you're not in this rat race known as life to do something great and be someone great, then why are you here..?
Truer words, about one of the crappiest groups alive, have never been spoken..
I want to suggest something to you.. Find words that you can try to use everyday.. Make the words a part of you and explore their uses and boundaries with every sentence you construct around them.. My words consist of:
Uncanny
Interesting
Absurd
These words, while seemingly normal, are actually great replies to any conversation.. Uncanny being the "in-betweener" word, interesting being positive reinforcement, and absurd being negative.. It also gets you out of a boring conversation in a hurry haha..
I have come to the very disturbing realization that I am, in fact, grown up.. This fact hit me the other day when I wore this hideous shirt I was given by a family member.. Now normally, my mom would have made me wear it anyways, but she didn't.. And the family member wasn't around so I didn't have to wear it for his/her sake.. I simply wore it because it was a gift and I wanted to be nice.. Also, finding clean clothes has become a hassle since this chemistry class has been kicking my ass.. But yeah, I actually use gifts people give me now.. Even sucky ones.. That, my friends, is growing up..
Now everyone does realize that I say the N-word at least once a day and that if ANYONE tries to do cancel my blog like they did to poor Paula Deen, there is gonna be a lync... ehh.. death..
Complete joke, don't get freaking butt hurt.. -----------------------^
Be original.. Since, in Ecclesiastes 1:9, it says that "There is nothing new under the sun..", you can't technically be original per say.. But you can piece together a life and a personality that is purely original and 100% you..
Just be yourself. If "yourself" was all your personality minus the cult-following, sheep-like attitude.. No one likes sheep.. I promise.. NOBODY LIKES SHEEP.. You know people say, "Oh sheep this, sheep that.. Bahhh.." No.. Sheep suck.. Sheep stink.. They are the sheepiest livestock animal ever..
What I am trying to say is.. Be yourself no matter what.. Minus the following and "I wanna be like him attitude"..
Because, there is a reason you are supposed to be who you are.. You are meant to "be something" for someone one day.. And if you are not the original you, the 100% organic you, then the person you are out here on this planet for (whether it be for the opposite sex in marriage, a best friend, or even a boss/subordinate relationship) will either
A) Be disappointed because you are the complete wrong person for them due to your unoriginal mentality. They were most likely meant for someone else as were you..
or
B) They will feel lied to and tricked.. Whether intentional or not..
I have had my fair share of complete and utter rejections because I was not what said girl wanted.. And that is Good.. I am glad because they obviously weren't meant for me.. I am not claiming to be someone whom can get any person in the entire world to like me.. Self-confession time: I struggle with people not liking me.. unless I don't like them, then I don't give a damn.. But back to the point ha..
I have had a lot of people not like me for my views and attitude on this and that.. And to that I say, They are fearing the Big Mac.. the Chick-Fil-A sandwich.. iPad.. Shampoo.. All original ideas, and they fear that..
Which then bridges to my next point.. This point goes hand in hand with being original.. It's called being great..
To become something great in this world you have to be afraid and feared.. Because if you're not afraid of what you're going to face, then it's not worth facing. It is not worth it for me to go to the gym and pick up a 45lb bar and start benching it.. That is 45 pounds.. I know I look like I am built like a 6th grade, pre-puberty girl, but even I don't have trouble with that..! I don't fear that weight.. Maybe 55 though.. hahaha.. jk.. But what I am saying is, it's not worth it to fear that.. Reminds me of a great quote and one of my favorites.. "Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate.. It is that we are powerful beyond measure.. It is our light, not our darkness, that gives us hope.." This quote should sum up your life.. Not your life when you graduate college.. Not your life when you get that promotion.. Not your life when you get married and have kids.. Your life TODAY.. If you today you go to work, get paid minimum wage, have a crappy day, get yelled at, come home and get in a fight, go to bed pissed, burn your mac and cheese, then yes, that is a cruddy day.. I am not going to lie, that would make me want to quit.. But you don't need to say, "When things get better, then I'll go achieve greatness and be fearful of how awesome I am.." HELL NO.. Be afraid, be awesome, and be original TODAY.. Go get that promotion, that guy/girl, move those mountains, climb that skyscraper, and figure out a way to achieve your dream.. And in turn, people will fear you and your greatness (Not a fear like fearing bubonic plague or Spartans, but you get the gist..).. So get dreadlocks, eat tofu, go hunting, wear only pink, and buy a ferret.. BE DIFFERENT.. But also, achieve greatness.. Because if you're not in this rat race known as life to do something great and be someone great, then why are you here..?
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Big feet, little penis..
"I know why BigFoot is so good at hiding. He has a little penis.. Big feet, little penis.. He has no clothes so he is scared of people seeing how ill-proportionate he is and that the stereotype of big feet=big penis doesn't hold up.. They'll never catch him.. Sure as hell wouldn't catch me if I wasn't packing.." -My boss..
Another chemistry test down, and one final to go.. My mind and life is literally "going a mile an hour right now" (That fast, huh..? -Pam). I am just so damn exhausted all the time now.. Between school, work, family, and acting like I have a life, I'm worn out..
"A good head and a good heart are a formidable combination" -Nelson Mandela
If you don't know who Nelson Mandela is, by the way, stop reading my blog, turn off your phone, and become literate by reading a freaking book.. Nelson is super sick at the moment and when I heard about his ailments, I remembered this quote by him. Isn't it true though..? Our heart and minds can both get us into a lot of trouble.. Especially guys.. Robin Williams once said that guys have two heads and only enough blood to run one at a time.. Seriously hahaha.. But if you think about it, he has a point (In a sense).. How often do we actually think we are in love..? Or that we have met "the one"..? That we will be eternally happy spending our lives with the girl we saw walk right past us without blinking*.. It's stupid of us as humans to watch movies, read books, or watch tv that portrays this scenario of falling in love on first sight.. Yes, there are times when this happens (IF YOU'RE INSANELY ATTRACTIVE). But I think it's time to grow up as a society. I have tons of people ask me relationship advice or simply small-talk with me about this subject.. People legitimately believe in some of this.. And it's just not likely.. I am super sorry to burst your bubble and seem like a pessimist, but it's the truth.. Find love by spending time with people and asking God who is right for you, not based on convenience.. So, in conclusion of my rant, use BOTH your heart and mind when making decisions.. Good looks won't last forever and "genius" can be faked. Good luck, ladies and gents..
Shout-outs:
My homeboy Garrett has some sweet song-editing talent and creates mixes..! These beats are great for parties or to study to, so you should hit this site up..!
https://soundcloud.com/garrett-gonzales-3
My best friend Elizabeth has an awesome blog that is WAY prettier than mine, check it out..! :) http://justaddjewels.blogspot.com/
Mad respect for my boy Richard for his new blog, give it a try..!
http://richiev14.blogspot.com/
Follow me on Spotify, I <3 music ha
Trey Keesee
*Marry Me by Train
treykeesee
Another chemistry test down, and one final to go.. My mind and life is literally "going a mile an hour right now" (That fast, huh..? -Pam). I am just so damn exhausted all the time now.. Between school, work, family, and acting like I have a life, I'm worn out..
"A good head and a good heart are a formidable combination" -Nelson Mandela
If you don't know who Nelson Mandela is, by the way, stop reading my blog, turn off your phone, and become literate by reading a freaking book.. Nelson is super sick at the moment and when I heard about his ailments, I remembered this quote by him. Isn't it true though..? Our heart and minds can both get us into a lot of trouble.. Especially guys.. Robin Williams once said that guys have two heads and only enough blood to run one at a time.. Seriously hahaha.. But if you think about it, he has a point (In a sense).. How often do we actually think we are in love..? Or that we have met "the one"..? That we will be eternally happy spending our lives with the girl we saw walk right past us without blinking*.. It's stupid of us as humans to watch movies, read books, or watch tv that portrays this scenario of falling in love on first sight.. Yes, there are times when this happens (IF YOU'RE INSANELY ATTRACTIVE). But I think it's time to grow up as a society. I have tons of people ask me relationship advice or simply small-talk with me about this subject.. People legitimately believe in some of this.. And it's just not likely.. I am super sorry to burst your bubble and seem like a pessimist, but it's the truth.. Find love by spending time with people and asking God who is right for you, not based on convenience.. So, in conclusion of my rant, use BOTH your heart and mind when making decisions.. Good looks won't last forever and "genius" can be faked. Good luck, ladies and gents..
Shout-outs:
My homeboy Garrett has some sweet song-editing talent and creates mixes..! These beats are great for parties or to study to, so you should hit this site up..!
https://soundcloud.com/garrett-gonzales-3
My best friend Elizabeth has an awesome blog that is WAY prettier than mine, check it out..! :) http://justaddjewels.blogspot.com/
Mad respect for my boy Richard for his new blog, give it a try..!
http://richiev14.blogspot.com/
Follow me on Spotify, I <3 music ha
Trey Keesee
*Marry Me by Train
treykeesee
Saturday, June 22, 2013
If you plunge into the water, are you a plunger..?
Been a few days since blogging and I assure you that I am very, very, sorry.. :/ I was swamped with my grandpa's surgery, chemistry, and other crap that isn't your business ha..
A few days ago my chem partner, whom is wheel-chair bound, said "Man, my hands have lots of callous'.."
I, without thinking, added, "That's what she said AND from what..? Huh..? How'd you get those callous'..? With a guy..?"
"No," she said. "From wheeling around.."
TREY KEESEE= DOUCHE-MODE 9000....
Also, what the hell happened to Jesse McCartney..? Like, seriously.. Releases like one album and then what..? Were guest appearances on Hannah Montana the highlight of his life..?
Conversation with kid at Whataburger while in line:
"I hate when people hit animals.. Pisses me off.. I'm always ready to kick ass.. Not you though, right..? Look at you, probably a pacifist.. Not me though.. I'll fight.. Like have you seen Twilight three..?"
"Excuse me..?" -Me
"Yeah, Twilight three.. When they kill that wolf.. I cried for like two days.."
Did he seriously call me a pacifist and then ASK ME DIRECTLY if I have seen Twilight three..? I would hit him the freaking mouth if I wasn't a pacifist....
I've had some really awesome talks with my dad recently.. He has been up at Tech for a couple of weeks finishing up some stuff for his Master's in Education (Woot woot, Mr. Keesee). One thing we talked about was annoying children at orientation and the possibility of one of my siblings being conceived on a field I play ultimate on.. None of that is relevant to this paragraph, but I thought I'd share.. One other thing we talked about was love. Love is a funny thing.. I, within the last few months, got completely torn apart emotionally by a girl whom I cared a lot about.. And, to be honest, I hated life and God because of it.. I thought it was His fault. He gave her and took her away.. But here is the thing, He DID do all those things.. Because He knows better.. She wasn't right for me, and He knows who is.. It took my earthly father to show me that.. But now, after 6 months, I thank her for showing me who deserves me.. Because she sure as hell didn't.. Someone who is beautiful, radiant, amazing, and everything I can be right back to her is whom deserves me.. And guess what.. I think I have found her.. This new woman is all I want and want to be.. And more.. She is simply my future.. And I hope she knows this.. And has a drop of mutuality..
So yeah, I am okay with dying inside for a bit.. Because, as Pam Halpert says, "It's not about who you've been with. It's about who you end up with. Sometimes the heart doesn't know what it wants until it finds what it wants."
Blessings by Laura Story.. Listen to it while reading the last paragraph..
A few days ago my chem partner, whom is wheel-chair bound, said "Man, my hands have lots of callous'.."
I, without thinking, added, "That's what she said AND from what..? Huh..? How'd you get those callous'..? With a guy..?"
"No," she said. "From wheeling around.."
TREY KEESEE= DOUCHE-MODE 9000....
Also, what the hell happened to Jesse McCartney..? Like, seriously.. Releases like one album and then what..? Were guest appearances on Hannah Montana the highlight of his life..?
Conversation with kid at Whataburger while in line:
"I hate when people hit animals.. Pisses me off.. I'm always ready to kick ass.. Not you though, right..? Look at you, probably a pacifist.. Not me though.. I'll fight.. Like have you seen Twilight three..?"
"Excuse me..?" -Me
"Yeah, Twilight three.. When they kill that wolf.. I cried for like two days.."
Did he seriously call me a pacifist and then ASK ME DIRECTLY if I have seen Twilight three..? I would hit him the freaking mouth if I wasn't a pacifist....
I've had some really awesome talks with my dad recently.. He has been up at Tech for a couple of weeks finishing up some stuff for his Master's in Education (Woot woot, Mr. Keesee). One thing we talked about was annoying children at orientation and the possibility of one of my siblings being conceived on a field I play ultimate on.. None of that is relevant to this paragraph, but I thought I'd share.. One other thing we talked about was love. Love is a funny thing.. I, within the last few months, got completely torn apart emotionally by a girl whom I cared a lot about.. And, to be honest, I hated life and God because of it.. I thought it was His fault. He gave her and took her away.. But here is the thing, He DID do all those things.. Because He knows better.. She wasn't right for me, and He knows who is.. It took my earthly father to show me that.. But now, after 6 months, I thank her for showing me who deserves me.. Because she sure as hell didn't.. Someone who is beautiful, radiant, amazing, and everything I can be right back to her is whom deserves me.. And guess what.. I think I have found her.. This new woman is all I want and want to be.. And more.. She is simply my future.. And I hope she knows this.. And has a drop of mutuality..
So yeah, I am okay with dying inside for a bit.. Because, as Pam Halpert says, "It's not about who you've been with. It's about who you end up with. Sometimes the heart doesn't know what it wants until it finds what it wants."
Blessings by Laura Story.. Listen to it while reading the last paragraph..
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Country Roads, Take Me Home..
"'She likes the Beatles, I like the Stones..'* Damn, that song is catchy..!" -My boss
"Oh yeah, 'She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts, she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers..' That one..?" -Me
"Does it really say that..? Yeah, I have heard that.. I guess it does.. Sounds sort of girly though.. Damn men today.. -Boss
I completely forgot to explain why my post the other night was labeled "Of cannibalism and dandelions", by the way haha.. I asked my boss how he would survive the zombie Apocalypse and he said, and I quote "By eating fat people and getting my cellulose nutrition from dandelions.. Assuming the nuclear war didn't wipe them out.." Just FYI..
Have you ever been so mad you wanted to just fist fight someone.. Happened to me yesterday when the "Pride of the Lubbock City Police Force" pulled me over for going 44 in a 40.. FORTY-FOUR IN A FORTY.. I thought maybe I had ran over an old lady or possibly had all my prior convictions as a hooker catch up to me, but no sir.. Just simply "speeding on my street" as he put it.. Your street..? I'm sorry, Officer University Avenue.. I had no idea.. I would normally consider myself a cross between Chuckie Finster and Gandhi when it comes to fighting.. But in this instance, I would have went Stone-cold Steve Austin on his butt if I could have.. Douche...
I heard something very interesting the other day.. "I wonder who will come to my funeral.." It really is an interesting thought, I won't lie.. I mean, I can definitely see the Queen and Oprah at mine, but I don't expect more than 40,000 there.. But seriously, wouldn't the better statement possibly be "Who refuses to come to my funeral.."? Is it more noble to make 1000 friends or NOT make 1000 enemies..? It says in Ephesians 4:29 to "Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen." Powerful stuff.. I love the song Words by Hawk Nelson.. It really exemplifies this concept.. I mean, who are we to wield such a deadly weapon as our words.. But back to what I was saying, don't make enemies.. Be a light.. Christian or not. Be someone that other people want to be and be around.. Because, a good amount of the time, it's simply about burying the hatchet.. And I know, as Dwight Schrute would say, it's a waste of a good hatchet.. But if it saves a friendship, then it's always worth it..
*"She Likes the Beatles-William Clark Green" for those of you non-cultured folk...
"Oh yeah, 'She wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts, she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers..' That one..?" -Me
"Does it really say that..? Yeah, I have heard that.. I guess it does.. Sounds sort of girly though.. Damn men today.. -Boss
I completely forgot to explain why my post the other night was labeled "Of cannibalism and dandelions", by the way haha.. I asked my boss how he would survive the zombie Apocalypse and he said, and I quote "By eating fat people and getting my cellulose nutrition from dandelions.. Assuming the nuclear war didn't wipe them out.." Just FYI..
Have you ever been so mad you wanted to just fist fight someone.. Happened to me yesterday when the "Pride of the Lubbock City Police Force" pulled me over for going 44 in a 40.. FORTY-FOUR IN A FORTY.. I thought maybe I had ran over an old lady or possibly had all my prior convictions as a hooker catch up to me, but no sir.. Just simply "speeding on my street" as he put it.. Your street..? I'm sorry, Officer University Avenue.. I had no idea.. I would normally consider myself a cross between Chuckie Finster and Gandhi when it comes to fighting.. But in this instance, I would have went Stone-cold Steve Austin on his butt if I could have.. Douche...
I heard something very interesting the other day.. "I wonder who will come to my funeral.." It really is an interesting thought, I won't lie.. I mean, I can definitely see the Queen and Oprah at mine, but I don't expect more than 40,000 there.. But seriously, wouldn't the better statement possibly be "Who refuses to come to my funeral.."? Is it more noble to make 1000 friends or NOT make 1000 enemies..? It says in Ephesians 4:29 to "Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen." Powerful stuff.. I love the song Words by Hawk Nelson.. It really exemplifies this concept.. I mean, who are we to wield such a deadly weapon as our words.. But back to what I was saying, don't make enemies.. Be a light.. Christian or not. Be someone that other people want to be and be around.. Because, a good amount of the time, it's simply about burying the hatchet.. And I know, as Dwight Schrute would say, it's a waste of a good hatchet.. But if it saves a friendship, then it's always worth it..
*"She Likes the Beatles-William Clark Green" for those of you non-cultured folk...
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Of Cannibalism and Dandelions..
There are two types of people in this world; People who don't drive white Crown Victorias, and douchebags.. Like seriously, do they drive those cars for the joy of watching me slam on my brakes thinking it's a cop..?? Pisses me off to see a normal citizen acting like a vigilante.. Ignorance
Today I was driving and I saw a little black girl with her arm out the window in the back seat. I always drive with my window down so I naturally had something in common with her. While driving 50 down 82nd (super dangerous I might add) I winked at her a blew a kiss after she waved at me. She visually blushed and started giggling and told her dad something.. The car slowed down, saw me, and shot me about 23 cuss words and two dirty looks. Flabbergasted, I pulled over and beat the big guy up.. And by that I mean, I sped up and got away as fast as possible.. But I was really ashamed and shocked.. I had to deeply think about what I witnessed.. I, at first, was pissed at that mom and dad for being mean to "a light-skinned brotha". Then I started thinking how I would have reacted if a young black man had winked at my five year-old daughter and I nearly passed a kidney stone.. To me, this all comes back to the really cruddy world we live in.. My boss (whom yes, I make fun of) sometimes says some very poetic things.. "Racism is taught.. Yes, studies show that children naturally will segregate, but they are not mean or hateful to other races. It is this sh**-hole of a world that teaches these children hatred.."
He is right.. And I hate it.. I don't have any bright prospects or ideas on how to fix this, but just consider being child-like next time you want to be a jerk.. And yes, I am going to show my 90's kid pride and say, "WWJD..?"
I was told recently, by someone that I truly look up to and think the world of, that I was very wise. Wisdom.. You know, in the Bible, Solomon asked for wisdom above all things when God granted Solomon anything he could ask for. Due to this choice, God blessed Solomon not just knowledge and wisdom, but riches, wives (not Mormon, just the customs back then*), grand palaces, and he went down in history as one of the greatest kings to ever rule. Wisdom is a funny thing, however. Wisdom can make you bitter. Wisdom can make you happy, for a bit. Wisdom can make you pessimistic.. Wisdom can get you places, and make you not go places.. I think that wisdom is something that one cannot see within themselves because they know they're own personal mistakes that weren't so wise. It's like William Shakespeare says "A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool." Or something to that effect.. But I humbly accept this compliment. And am blessed to have this person in my life..
Due to this new-found knowledge of my wisdom, I believe that I have chosen the appropriate woman to court.. I like her.. A lot.. The timing is way off, granted.. But I am wise right..? So no matter if she is ready or not, or if I have to wait for forever, or show her why she needs to love me back, it will HAVE to be a good idea.. Because, wisdom begins in wonder**.. And, God, do I always wonder about her.. So she made me wise.. And choosing her is wise.. And by choosing her, I become wise.. See how that works..? A paradox and a vicious circle.. But in the great words of the great man Michael Scott -
"And I think that we are one of those couples with a long story, when people ask how we found each other. I, will see her, every now and then, and it's going to take a long time... and then it's perfect. I'm in no rush."
This post has Scott, Socrates, and Shakespeare, I think it should be printed off and framed...
*The good ol' days, I should say..
** Can't claim this one, it was from Socrates ha
Today I was driving and I saw a little black girl with her arm out the window in the back seat. I always drive with my window down so I naturally had something in common with her. While driving 50 down 82nd (super dangerous I might add) I winked at her a blew a kiss after she waved at me. She visually blushed and started giggling and told her dad something.. The car slowed down, saw me, and shot me about 23 cuss words and two dirty looks. Flabbergasted, I pulled over and beat the big guy up.. And by that I mean, I sped up and got away as fast as possible.. But I was really ashamed and shocked.. I had to deeply think about what I witnessed.. I, at first, was pissed at that mom and dad for being mean to "a light-skinned brotha". Then I started thinking how I would have reacted if a young black man had winked at my five year-old daughter and I nearly passed a kidney stone.. To me, this all comes back to the really cruddy world we live in.. My boss (whom yes, I make fun of) sometimes says some very poetic things.. "Racism is taught.. Yes, studies show that children naturally will segregate, but they are not mean or hateful to other races. It is this sh**-hole of a world that teaches these children hatred.."
He is right.. And I hate it.. I don't have any bright prospects or ideas on how to fix this, but just consider being child-like next time you want to be a jerk.. And yes, I am going to show my 90's kid pride and say, "WWJD..?"
I was told recently, by someone that I truly look up to and think the world of, that I was very wise. Wisdom.. You know, in the Bible, Solomon asked for wisdom above all things when God granted Solomon anything he could ask for. Due to this choice, God blessed Solomon not just knowledge and wisdom, but riches, wives (not Mormon, just the customs back then*), grand palaces, and he went down in history as one of the greatest kings to ever rule. Wisdom is a funny thing, however. Wisdom can make you bitter. Wisdom can make you happy, for a bit. Wisdom can make you pessimistic.. Wisdom can get you places, and make you not go places.. I think that wisdom is something that one cannot see within themselves because they know they're own personal mistakes that weren't so wise. It's like William Shakespeare says "A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool." Or something to that effect.. But I humbly accept this compliment. And am blessed to have this person in my life..
Due to this new-found knowledge of my wisdom, I believe that I have chosen the appropriate woman to court.. I like her.. A lot.. The timing is way off, granted.. But I am wise right..? So no matter if she is ready or not, or if I have to wait for forever, or show her why she needs to love me back, it will HAVE to be a good idea.. Because, wisdom begins in wonder**.. And, God, do I always wonder about her.. So she made me wise.. And choosing her is wise.. And by choosing her, I become wise.. See how that works..? A paradox and a vicious circle.. But in the great words of the great man Michael Scott -
"And I think that we are one of those couples with a long story, when people ask how we found each other. I, will see her, every now and then, and it's going to take a long time... and then it's perfect. I'm in no rush."
This post has Scott, Socrates, and Shakespeare, I think it should be printed off and framed...
** Can't claim this one, it was from Socrates ha
Thursday, June 6, 2013
I stepped in dog poop yesterday.. I cannot, for the life of me, understand why I always seem to be able to find dog crap with my bare feet, but I ALWAYS FRICKIN' CAN. I have, however, come to realize how dogs avoid stepping in their own dung.. They have such a keen sense of smell. That coupled with the fact that they are about 5 inches from the ground keeps them clear of the poop path.. I mean, if I was that low, I'd probably be able to step around poop a lot too..
Today, I had probably one of the scariest/funniest experiences of my life.. I have a friend whom is wheelchair bound. She is in my chemistry class and will normally help herself up onto a bar stool instead of being in her usual spot in the chair. Today, I took the liberty of sitting in her chair while the professor gave her instructions for the lab. Then She came in. She being the meanest old lady in the entire chemistry department (I'm sparing names, but she is a b**ch). As she lectures the class on the proper form to use when using a glass dropper, she stops and chews out a young man for not wearing long sleeves. To my dismay, I look down and am wearing a t-shirt. She then continues and stops again to this time lecture on a student for no goggles or apron. I have neither. Then, curses at a student for no lab manual. You guessed it, Trey is fresh out as well. I WAS SCREWED.. She turns to leave and, without a moments notice, spins on her heels and faces me in the wheelchair. She slowly bent down and said "Son, will this table be alright to work on, or should we get you another..?"
"Ummm.. No ma'am, this one will work.. Thank you.."
"Are you sure, I'll be happy to accommodate anything you might need due to your.. predicament.."
"Really, I am fine, thanks.."
She then turned around, and walked out like a ghost..
After this, the entire class, including the TA, busted out laughing and congratulated me on not dying.. Shoot, that was close..
Isn't it crazy how it's "gay" or "wack" or even "weak sauce" to care about somebody these days..? Since when has wanting something that's real or lasting become dumb..? Whether it's popular to admit it or not; we all long for that connection, and the opportunity to be with someone we don't have to hide from. We say things like "it'll find me" or "I'm a lone wolf" (that's what is really gay, ha) but that's just our excuse to stay closed-off and not appear bitter or afraid. No matter how much we get hurt, no matter how much we get torn down, no matter how many times he*/she will reject you, we all secretly hope for love. We all hope that the next time will end differently than the first time, but the key is not to close ourselves off and make the other person try harder. The key is letting go of the past and the fears, and embracing someones efforts of love. The beauty of the possibilities that can be found in love are easily found; it's having something to look forward to, even when you're done looking. And although the picture isn't as crystal clear as I want it to be today, my heart is just too big to not have hope for tomorrow..
"You know what? Sometimes it's not whether Cinderella gets her slipper back, but it's about the fact that the prince even picked up the slipper at all. There's a lot of princesses out there. You know they have all different sizes and shapes of feet. And hands! So... I think... I think my odds are pretty good." -Michael Scott
*again, not gay..!
treykeesee
Today, I had probably one of the scariest/funniest experiences of my life.. I have a friend whom is wheelchair bound. She is in my chemistry class and will normally help herself up onto a bar stool instead of being in her usual spot in the chair. Today, I took the liberty of sitting in her chair while the professor gave her instructions for the lab. Then She came in. She being the meanest old lady in the entire chemistry department (I'm sparing names, but she is a b**ch). As she lectures the class on the proper form to use when using a glass dropper, she stops and chews out a young man for not wearing long sleeves. To my dismay, I look down and am wearing a t-shirt. She then continues and stops again to this time lecture on a student for no goggles or apron. I have neither. Then, curses at a student for no lab manual. You guessed it, Trey is fresh out as well. I WAS SCREWED.. She turns to leave and, without a moments notice, spins on her heels and faces me in the wheelchair. She slowly bent down and said "Son, will this table be alright to work on, or should we get you another..?"
"Ummm.. No ma'am, this one will work.. Thank you.."
"Are you sure, I'll be happy to accommodate anything you might need due to your.. predicament.."
"Really, I am fine, thanks.."
She then turned around, and walked out like a ghost..
After this, the entire class, including the TA, busted out laughing and congratulated me on not dying.. Shoot, that was close..
Isn't it crazy how it's "gay" or "wack" or even "weak sauce" to care about somebody these days..? Since when has wanting something that's real or lasting become dumb..? Whether it's popular to admit it or not; we all long for that connection, and the opportunity to be with someone we don't have to hide from. We say things like "it'll find me" or "I'm a lone wolf" (that's what is really gay, ha) but that's just our excuse to stay closed-off and not appear bitter or afraid. No matter how much we get hurt, no matter how much we get torn down, no matter how many times he*/she will reject you, we all secretly hope for love. We all hope that the next time will end differently than the first time, but the key is not to close ourselves off and make the other person try harder. The key is letting go of the past and the fears, and embracing someones efforts of love. The beauty of the possibilities that can be found in love are easily found; it's having something to look forward to, even when you're done looking. And although the picture isn't as crystal clear as I want it to be today, my heart is just too big to not have hope for tomorrow..
"You know what? Sometimes it's not whether Cinderella gets her slipper back, but it's about the fact that the prince even picked up the slipper at all. There's a lot of princesses out there. You know they have all different sizes and shapes of feet. And hands! So... I think... I think my odds are pretty good." -Michael Scott
*again, not gay..!
treykeesee
Monday, June 3, 2013
And it moves us all.. Through despair and hope, through faith and love.. Till we find our place, on the path unwinding
Hello Everyone..! It has been such a hectic past few days with all the driving and heading to places so I'm sorry I haven't blogged :/ But, I am back to ramble on and talk about random things never conceived before.. So.. Be happy..
I am going to start by recommending a band to you.. Imagine Dragons is the FREAKIN' SHIZ..! I love them so much. And not even all the stuff of theirs you hear on the radio.. The music that barely even makes the albums.. There is a song written about Emma Stone for crying out loud.. Utterly fantastic.
"Now I don't understand that.." says my grandpa as we watch a commercial for Christian'sMingle.com
"It's just a dating service for Christians looking for other's who share their love for Jesus..!" Said I..
"No, this clip thing.. It doesn't make sense why you would want your cell phone on a belt.. It's stupid technology.." I look over and he is reading a magazine.. FML..
I've been watching the Office seasons, as you know, and I noticed something interesting..
Jim and Pam's relationship is a direct reflection by their positions in the office. And by position I am referring to their seating arrangement:
When they are really good friends: She is reception, he faces her from sales.
She rejects him and it's awkward: She is reception, he has his back to her unintentionally.
Pam goes to art school and Jim is promoted throughout the office so he constantly moves, too.
When she becomes a saleswoman, they are right beside each other while the strongest in their marriage.
Jim goes away to Philly and she never gets to sit by him anymore and their relationship struggles..
Thinking on this, I came to some conclusions.. Be happy with where you are in life. I am at a place right now that keeps me down a lot. But I don't have to be down.. Being "down" is a personal choice and it has to be made every single day. So what if things are tough, so what if things are sucky, so what is you're tired of reading this blog..? Sometimes it's not about the position you're in.. It's about the people in relation to your position, whom you love.. Just keep that in mind..
Sorry it is so short.. Simple and sweet is sometimes all that is needed.. Goodnight
treykeesee
I am going to start by recommending a band to you.. Imagine Dragons is the FREAKIN' SHIZ..! I love them so much. And not even all the stuff of theirs you hear on the radio.. The music that barely even makes the albums.. There is a song written about Emma Stone for crying out loud.. Utterly fantastic.
"Now I don't understand that.." says my grandpa as we watch a commercial for Christian'sMingle.com
"It's just a dating service for Christians looking for other's who share their love for Jesus..!" Said I..
"No, this clip thing.. It doesn't make sense why you would want your cell phone on a belt.. It's stupid technology.." I look over and he is reading a magazine.. FML..
I've been watching the Office seasons, as you know, and I noticed something interesting..
Jim and Pam's relationship is a direct reflection by their positions in the office. And by position I am referring to their seating arrangement:
When they are really good friends: She is reception, he faces her from sales.
She rejects him and it's awkward: She is reception, he has his back to her unintentionally.
Pam goes to art school and Jim is promoted throughout the office so he constantly moves, too.
When she becomes a saleswoman, they are right beside each other while the strongest in their marriage.
Jim goes away to Philly and she never gets to sit by him anymore and their relationship struggles..
Thinking on this, I came to some conclusions.. Be happy with where you are in life. I am at a place right now that keeps me down a lot. But I don't have to be down.. Being "down" is a personal choice and it has to be made every single day. So what if things are tough, so what if things are sucky, so what is you're tired of reading this blog..? Sometimes it's not about the position you're in.. It's about the people in relation to your position, whom you love.. Just keep that in mind..
Sorry it is so short.. Simple and sweet is sometimes all that is needed.. Goodnight
treykeesee
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
"Here is what I want to know.. Why didn't they name Killer Whales 'Sea Pandas'..?" -Trey
"I guess they kinda do look like pandas.. Except for the fact that they're a F**KING FISH..!" -Boss..
"Oh Trey, listen, I am extremely glutinous.. I sin all the time and eat whenever I can.. I mean, look at my fat belly.. But still, THAT WOMAN doesn't not need to king size her fries.. King size a salad maybe.. Or the walk to her car.." -Boss
I've, as of recently, gotten very into Snapchatting..! There are some people that I really enjoy seeing on a constant basis so Snapping seems to be the solution.. There is, however, a major problem with Snapchat... Accidentally sending the wrong picture to the wrong person.. Like, sometimes you try to stay as attractive as possible for your crush, and then end up snapping her a picture of you eating a banana and winking which was meant for your best friend.. Yeah.. FAIL..
One of my pet peeves would have to be hypocrisy... Listen, if you post bible verses and scripture on Facebook and Instagram, don't follow up with "nigga" this and "nigga" that. Or the F word.. Or a blunt.. Or you holding a beer while kissing a girl's butt.. All awesome things *gaaaagggg* mind you, but DON'T BE A HYPOCRITE.. I am a self-proclaimed Christian and I love God with all my heart.. Yeah I have faults, and that is why I don't constantly preach at everyone I see or am friends with on Facebook.. It just isn't appropriate for me.. Thus being said, you do that crap and you're gonna get unfriended.. And if I do it or this post offended you, please delete me and make my job easier..
Lastly, why do we hurt.. Humans, as a species and a whole, constantly go through grief and struggles everyday.. I myself hurt daily for many things over many issues.. I am struggling at the moment with important life decisions and personal choices within myself.. But, I don't claim to know the answer, everybody.. So sorry ha.. But I do know that God says He has an ultimate plan for us and he will never leave us nor forsake us..! In Jeremiah 29:11 (favorite and life verse btw) He says "For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. For they are plans for good and not evil. To give you a future and a hope". Those words are beyond inspiring and help me everyday.. I have my fair share of hard times, and I struggle daily too, but this verse helps.. But I recommend the song "Even If" by Kutless..
And remember, "Not all grief has to be sad.. There is such a thing as good grief. Just ask Charlie Brown.." -Michael Scott
Have a blessed day, peoples..
treykeesee
"I guess they kinda do look like pandas.. Except for the fact that they're a F**KING FISH..!" -Boss..
"Oh Trey, listen, I am extremely glutinous.. I sin all the time and eat whenever I can.. I mean, look at my fat belly.. But still, THAT WOMAN doesn't not need to king size her fries.. King size a salad maybe.. Or the walk to her car.." -Boss
I've, as of recently, gotten very into Snapchatting..! There are some people that I really enjoy seeing on a constant basis so Snapping seems to be the solution.. There is, however, a major problem with Snapchat... Accidentally sending the wrong picture to the wrong person.. Like, sometimes you try to stay as attractive as possible for your crush, and then end up snapping her a picture of you eating a banana and winking which was meant for your best friend.. Yeah.. FAIL..
One of my pet peeves would have to be hypocrisy... Listen, if you post bible verses and scripture on Facebook and Instagram, don't follow up with "nigga" this and "nigga" that. Or the F word.. Or a blunt.. Or you holding a beer while kissing a girl's butt.. All awesome things *gaaaagggg* mind you, but DON'T BE A HYPOCRITE.. I am a self-proclaimed Christian and I love God with all my heart.. Yeah I have faults, and that is why I don't constantly preach at everyone I see or am friends with on Facebook.. It just isn't appropriate for me.. Thus being said, you do that crap and you're gonna get unfriended.. And if I do it or this post offended you, please delete me and make my job easier..
Lastly, why do we hurt.. Humans, as a species and a whole, constantly go through grief and struggles everyday.. I myself hurt daily for many things over many issues.. I am struggling at the moment with important life decisions and personal choices within myself.. But, I don't claim to know the answer, everybody.. So sorry ha.. But I do know that God says He has an ultimate plan for us and he will never leave us nor forsake us..! In Jeremiah 29:11 (favorite and life verse btw) He says "For I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. For they are plans for good and not evil. To give you a future and a hope". Those words are beyond inspiring and help me everyday.. I have my fair share of hard times, and I struggle daily too, but this verse helps.. But I recommend the song "Even If" by Kutless..
And remember, "Not all grief has to be sad.. There is such a thing as good grief. Just ask Charlie Brown.." -Michael Scott
Have a blessed day, peoples..
treykeesee
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
I took yesterday off because I was in a really crappy mood and didn't want to rant. Yet, due to the overwhelming number of complainers and "Why didn't you post"s, I'll post today..!
"I bet you'd really enjoy backpacking across Europe..!" -Trey
"Yeah.. F**k.. The way I like to walk my fat ass around the property I'd love about a thousand miles of it in a place where I can't even read the menu properly.. There may have been a time, but not this f**king time.." -My boss..
One of the worst things for a guy, ladies, is when he tries to open a door for you, and it's an epic fail. I'm talking like, he hits you with the door, has to push past you to get it, or punches your boob reaching for the handle. FAILURE... The physical and mental effort a guy has to put in to opening a door is tremendous. He has to see the door, assess the situation, check you out one more time before walking ahead of you, then open the door. But here is the thing.. A lot of these buildings nowadays are made by frickin' men-hating psychotics.. So the door will open funny, or be a push in an obvious pull scenario.. One, making the male seem incompetent (of which he probably doesn't need help) and, two, resulting in a straight up left-hook to the boob. Awesome..
I've started re-watching the Office from season 1 and I am so enjoying it right now. I'm loving seeing all the throwback episodes and reliving all the great beginning humor. Speaking of humor, "that's what she said" is one of the funniest possibly jokes alive. And if you don't appreciate those kind of jokes, you suck and have no taste. You probably eat Vienna Sausages with mayonnaise.. Hahaha just kidding, but really, don't get mad when people make "twss" jokes. They are freaking hilarious and probably reflect actual phrases out of a sorostitutes mouth haha..!
Lastly, I have become one of those people.. The realization hit me today.. You know what group I am talking about.. I work for a doctor who has a dog named Bogart. Simple enough. Two syllables, one name, Bogart. Yeah right.. He is often called "Boge" by me.. Boge..?!? I can't freaking find the energy or time in my day to utter ONE MORE FLIPPIN' SYLLABLE..?! So I have become one of those people.. Lazy animal owners.. Here is the thing, if you don't want to say "Perducci" or "Miss Madeline the III" every damn time they need a treat, don't NAME THEM THAT..!
Yet, it gets worse.. I have also started EXTENDING his name.. Bogester, Bogestar, Bogee, Bogylicious.. The list continues.. I have become my worst fear.. Lazy and "imaginative" with pets.. I think I am going to be sick..
Have an awesome week and remember, tomorrow is hump* day..!
*Figure of speech, not a verb..
treykeesee
"I bet you'd really enjoy backpacking across Europe..!" -Trey
"Yeah.. F**k.. The way I like to walk my fat ass around the property I'd love about a thousand miles of it in a place where I can't even read the menu properly.. There may have been a time, but not this f**king time.." -My boss..
One of the worst things for a guy, ladies, is when he tries to open a door for you, and it's an epic fail. I'm talking like, he hits you with the door, has to push past you to get it, or punches your boob reaching for the handle. FAILURE... The physical and mental effort a guy has to put in to opening a door is tremendous. He has to see the door, assess the situation, check you out one more time before walking ahead of you, then open the door. But here is the thing.. A lot of these buildings nowadays are made by frickin' men-hating psychotics.. So the door will open funny, or be a push in an obvious pull scenario.. One, making the male seem incompetent (of which he probably doesn't need help) and, two, resulting in a straight up left-hook to the boob. Awesome..
I've started re-watching the Office from season 1 and I am so enjoying it right now. I'm loving seeing all the throwback episodes and reliving all the great beginning humor. Speaking of humor, "that's what she said" is one of the funniest possibly jokes alive. And if you don't appreciate those kind of jokes, you suck and have no taste. You probably eat Vienna Sausages with mayonnaise.. Hahaha just kidding, but really, don't get mad when people make "twss" jokes. They are freaking hilarious and probably reflect actual phrases out of a sorostitutes mouth haha..!
Lastly, I have become one of those people.. The realization hit me today.. You know what group I am talking about.. I work for a doctor who has a dog named Bogart. Simple enough. Two syllables, one name, Bogart. Yeah right.. He is often called "Boge" by me.. Boge..?!? I can't freaking find the energy or time in my day to utter ONE MORE FLIPPIN' SYLLABLE..?! So I have become one of those people.. Lazy animal owners.. Here is the thing, if you don't want to say "Perducci" or "Miss Madeline the III" every damn time they need a treat, don't NAME THEM THAT..!
Yet, it gets worse.. I have also started EXTENDING his name.. Bogester, Bogestar, Bogee, Bogylicious.. The list continues.. I have become my worst fear.. Lazy and "imaginative" with pets.. I think I am going to be sick..
Have an awesome week and remember, tomorrow is hump* day..!
*Figure of speech, not a verb..
treykeesee
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Happy Sunday, guys and gals..! I'm taking a break from watching the semifinals of the national Ultimate tournament to write my blog and relax a bit. By the way, I don't know if anyone here enjoys Whataburger, but it is freaking amazing.. Spicy ketchup, oh I'm sorry, you misspelled HEAVEN IN MY MOUTH.. And all the classic favorites like the Monterey Melt and the HBBQCSS (Honey BBQ Chicken Strip Sandwich for you newbies) are just damn good.. Gahh.. If you haven't given Whataburger a chance; A) Stop following my blog til you try it, and B) Go try it because I only have like 10 followers and I love my double-digits haha..!
Also, have you noticed how little an amount of food old people eat..? It's like, microscopic.. I mean, such a waste of food. They literally spend all their IRS and retirement money on $17 steaks and they nibble on it.. THEN, they get freakin' dessert..! Are we taste-testing here or giving away money, because I'm down with either.. I mean crap, someone should really look into that Wonka gum that is a full meal and let these old people "gum" it.. Pun intended..
I wonder who can spell positive words faster, Mackelmore or Aretha Franklin..?*
And to really cap off my day, we had family come over for a cookout in honor of Memorial Day. My cousin, Madison, picked up the dog and got mud on her.. I then walk into my room to find her putting on one of my shirts because "I don't want to get another one of my shirt's dirty..!". -___-
Then, she makes a hot dog.. with mustard.. And a side of Trey's shirt underneath.. To which she then says, and I quote, "Trey, can I borrow another shirt so I don't get this one anymore dirty..?"
Wow.. Okay, that'll do.. I don't mind my shirts going to crap for the glorious purpose of keeping your skin clean and filling your belly.. Sheesh.
Everyone have an awesome Memorial Day and a great start to your week..! :D
*If you get this, you're awesome haha
treykeesee
Also, have you noticed how little an amount of food old people eat..? It's like, microscopic.. I mean, such a waste of food. They literally spend all their IRS and retirement money on $17 steaks and they nibble on it.. THEN, they get freakin' dessert..! Are we taste-testing here or giving away money, because I'm down with either.. I mean crap, someone should really look into that Wonka gum that is a full meal and let these old people "gum" it.. Pun intended..
I wonder who can spell positive words faster, Mackelmore or Aretha Franklin..?*
And to really cap off my day, we had family come over for a cookout in honor of Memorial Day. My cousin, Madison, picked up the dog and got mud on her.. I then walk into my room to find her putting on one of my shirts because "I don't want to get another one of my shirt's dirty..!". -___-
Then, she makes a hot dog.. with mustard.. And a side of Trey's shirt underneath.. To which she then says, and I quote, "Trey, can I borrow another shirt so I don't get this one anymore dirty..?"
Wow.. Okay, that'll do.. I don't mind my shirts going to crap for the glorious purpose of keeping your skin clean and filling your belly.. Sheesh.
Everyone have an awesome Memorial Day and a great start to your week..! :D
*If you get this, you're awesome haha
treykeesee
Saturday, May 25, 2013
"It started out as a feeling, and then turned into a thought.."
You know what I like..? How an ATM can make you buy your own money.. Yeah, those stupid fees for using another bank's ATM literally make you pay for YOUR OWN money.. Coooool bro..
Last night I was watching Jimmy Fallon (awesome show, by the way) and drinking orange juice. His guest was a chef and there was milk on the set.. As I raised the glass of orange juice to my mouth the chef simultaneously raised the milk to his mouth and I got mind f**ked.. I have never in my life been so dumb-struck. My eyes and brain told me to taste milk while my mouth said it was orange juice and, in the end, it tasted like dead roses*.. Never again..
I was told by my best friend awhile ago that I am super hipster. As I pondered this statement, I realized I couldn't be hipster because it's too mainstream to be something known to people... Haha but seriously, I am super hipster.. List of reasons I am hipster.. I have Native American/New Mexican patterned clothes, I shopped at Goodwill before Mackelmore, I play ultimate and am good ha, I want dreads, I don't shave, hardly wear socks with shoes anymore, hardly wear my shirt in public anymore, I play disc golf, listen to weird music, I am starting to lean Left with my political views, drink 40's, other unexplainables, and I plead the fifth with many other things.. But yeah, I guess I am.. Gayyyy
Lastly, I would like to clarify. Yeah, my Pam is out there somewhere and not here.. But guys, I am happy. I have some of the best friends in the world, I am loved beyond measure by both them and my family, and I am going in the right direction for what I want to do for the rest of my life. No, I am not a God of Friends with thousands flooding my phone and Facebook with "HMU..!" invites, but I love the people I do have in my life. I realized today, while clipping my toenails on the back porch, that I love life. I am the new captain of my soon-to-be Alma Mater's Ultimate team, I have a great job with an awesome boss, an amazing family who cares about my well-being, my grades are awesome and vet school is still a possibility, I have some of my best friends graduating this week and others home for the summer so I can either A) Miss them while they are gone, or B) Love seeing them while they are here for the summer..! So yes, I want a Pam.. I want to be in love.. I want to have someone to be there for me all the time, and be there for her 24/7, but I am good.. And in the end, it's the now that matters, not the future (See the paradox there..?).. “But, at the end of my life, when I’m sitting on my yacht, am I gonna be thinking about how much money I have? No. I’m going to be thinking about how many friends I have, and my children, and my comedy albums. I mean, I have a yacht, so I obviously did pretty well money-wise.” -Micael Scott..
Music recommendation- The Call, Regina Spektor
*The smell of dead roses is so pungent I will NEVER buy them for any woman, or man**, that I truly care about.. I want to projectile vomit when I smell dead roses
**I'm not gay, shut the hell up..
Also, I would like to thank everyone for their AWESOME comments and compliments on this blog..! I feel truly honored that you enjoy it as much as you do and actually give it the time of day..!
Last night I was watching Jimmy Fallon (awesome show, by the way) and drinking orange juice. His guest was a chef and there was milk on the set.. As I raised the glass of orange juice to my mouth the chef simultaneously raised the milk to his mouth and I got mind f**ked.. I have never in my life been so dumb-struck. My eyes and brain told me to taste milk while my mouth said it was orange juice and, in the end, it tasted like dead roses*.. Never again..
I was told by my best friend awhile ago that I am super hipster. As I pondered this statement, I realized I couldn't be hipster because it's too mainstream to be something known to people... Haha but seriously, I am super hipster.. List of reasons I am hipster.. I have Native American/New Mexican patterned clothes, I shopped at Goodwill before Mackelmore, I play ultimate and am good ha, I want dreads, I don't shave, hardly wear socks with shoes anymore, hardly wear my shirt in public anymore, I play disc golf, listen to weird music, I am starting to lean Left with my political views, drink 40's, other unexplainables, and I plead the fifth with many other things.. But yeah, I guess I am.. Gayyyy
Lastly, I would like to clarify. Yeah, my Pam is out there somewhere and not here.. But guys, I am happy. I have some of the best friends in the world, I am loved beyond measure by both them and my family, and I am going in the right direction for what I want to do for the rest of my life. No, I am not a God of Friends with thousands flooding my phone and Facebook with "HMU..!" invites, but I love the people I do have in my life. I realized today, while clipping my toenails on the back porch, that I love life. I am the new captain of my soon-to-be Alma Mater's Ultimate team, I have a great job with an awesome boss, an amazing family who cares about my well-being, my grades are awesome and vet school is still a possibility, I have some of my best friends graduating this week and others home for the summer so I can either A) Miss them while they are gone, or B) Love seeing them while they are here for the summer..! So yes, I want a Pam.. I want to be in love.. I want to have someone to be there for me all the time, and be there for her 24/7, but I am good.. And in the end, it's the now that matters, not the future (See the paradox there..?).. “But, at the end of my life, when I’m sitting on my yacht, am I gonna be thinking about how much money I have? No. I’m going to be thinking about how many friends I have, and my children, and my comedy albums. I mean, I have a yacht, so I obviously did pretty well money-wise.” -Micael Scott..
Music recommendation- The Call, Regina Spektor
*The smell of dead roses is so pungent I will NEVER buy them for any woman, or man**, that I truly care about.. I want to projectile vomit when I smell dead roses
**I'm not gay, shut the hell up..
Also, I would like to thank everyone for their AWESOME comments and compliments on this blog..! I feel truly honored that you enjoy it as much as you do and actually give it the time of day..!
Friday, May 24, 2013
2 in 1 day..?! Trey, you freaking rock...
Sometimes when kicking ass in Batman: Arkham City, I listen to the Les Miserables soundtrack and I feel invincible.
So, after tonight's AWESOME FLIPPIN' INCIDENT at BJ's restaurant, I decided I needed to blog again.. Here is the thing, when the person PAYING FOR THE FOOD HAS TO GET THREE DRINK REFILLS, RANCH, AND AN EXTRA PLATE something is wrong.. I was soooo fed up (no pun intended because I didn't get the correct food, thus didn't eat) that I nearly ripped the manager a new one. Yet, I decided that the restaurant deserved a severe verbal beating on a mediocre blog versus to their faces ha. I'm a rebel and a hipster.. whoot whoot.
Does anyone have celebrities that they are just too embarrassed to admit they adore or like..? Whether they be artists, actors, or simply people in the spotlight, everyone has those few whom they would NEVER admit to following on twitter or checking up on during the 2 in the morning ENews segment*.. Yet, I'll admit mine. What the hell, right..? Who cares what I think and I sure as hell don't care what anyone thinks of what I think when I start to think about it.. now.. I think that is what I meant..
Anyways, Nikki Minaj.. Okay yeah, I get it.. Butt like Pangia and attitude worse than..Well, wait, she already is a black woman.. OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH. But you have to give her credit for her insane rap skills and the fact that she has nasty verse..! (Nasty referencing the African-American use).
Second is Kat Von D... I personally think she has a beautiful heart... tattooed on her back hahaha.. No but really, she is super talented and has a very pretty face while being honest with her customers..! Can't be mad at that in this American economy...!!!
Lastly, I would really really like to recommend the Office to anyone whom doesn't already partake in this amazing series. The Office is literally the funniest, saddest, most faithful, most true, most absurd, and boldest show on the market. It aired for 9 seasons and actually just ended two weeks ago. And yes, I still cry when I watch the final two episodes. It has love in the most intimate ways and comedy in the most ignorant ways (not like Family Guy, please dear Buddha don't think it's like Family Guy). But seriously, watch it.. I reference it alot...
*Not that I would know what any of the stars do because I don't actually know if ENews comes at 2 AM central..
So, after tonight's AWESOME FLIPPIN' INCIDENT at BJ's restaurant, I decided I needed to blog again.. Here is the thing, when the person PAYING FOR THE FOOD HAS TO GET THREE DRINK REFILLS, RANCH, AND AN EXTRA PLATE something is wrong.. I was soooo fed up (no pun intended because I didn't get the correct food, thus didn't eat) that I nearly ripped the manager a new one. Yet, I decided that the restaurant deserved a severe verbal beating on a mediocre blog versus to their faces ha. I'm a rebel and a hipster.. whoot whoot.
Does anyone have celebrities that they are just too embarrassed to admit they adore or like..? Whether they be artists, actors, or simply people in the spotlight, everyone has those few whom they would NEVER admit to following on twitter or checking up on during the 2 in the morning ENews segment*.. Yet, I'll admit mine. What the hell, right..? Who cares what I think and I sure as hell don't care what anyone thinks of what I think when I start to think about it.. now.. I think that is what I meant..
Anyways, Nikki Minaj.. Okay yeah, I get it.. Butt like Pangia and attitude worse than..Well, wait, she already is a black woman.. OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH. But you have to give her credit for her insane rap skills and the fact that she has nasty verse..! (Nasty referencing the African-American use).
Second is Kat Von D... I personally think she has a beautiful heart... tattooed on her back hahaha.. No but really, she is super talented and has a very pretty face while being honest with her customers..! Can't be mad at that in this American economy...!!!
Lastly, I would really really like to recommend the Office to anyone whom doesn't already partake in this amazing series. The Office is literally the funniest, saddest, most faithful, most true, most absurd, and boldest show on the market. It aired for 9 seasons and actually just ended two weeks ago. And yes, I still cry when I watch the final two episodes. It has love in the most intimate ways and comedy in the most ignorant ways (not like Family Guy, please dear Buddha don't think it's like Family Guy). But seriously, watch it.. I reference it alot...
*Not that I would know what any of the stars do because I don't actually know if ENews comes at 2 AM central..
"Trey, I can teach you anything you need to know about tracking in 30 minutes or le.. Scratch that, TWENTY minutes or less. I have been tracking for 47 years now and nothing gets by me.."
"You've been tracking since you were four years old..?"
*Hesitates* "Uhh, yeah. I used to track lizards and eat them with my rabbits I caught.."
This conversation with my boss today about sums up work..
Today was alright, I guess. I felt very distant from everyone.. Ever have one of those days..? I saw an old lady driving down 82nd street with her hatch back of her cadillac open. At the stoplight I got out, ran up to her car, and tried to warn her. With this gesture, however, she assumed I was a hippie trying to rob her. She screamed. A lot. I gave her the dirtiest look I could, walked back to my car, and slammed her damn trunk in the process. People these days.. I wanted to rear end her, then when she got out to get my insurance, start screaming like I am being raped visually.. Whatever..
On a final note, I am at a loss.. I finished watching the finale of the Office (best TV show ever, mind you) for the millionth time, and cried yet again. Not because it ended. But because of Jim and Pam's love for each other. Now, I know it sounds cheesy, but they are seriously the perfect example of falling in love that I can see in my life today, fictional or not. I want to find my Pam. And there are many days that I think I have. She beautiful, brilliant, bright, bold, other words that don't start with a B, smart, amazing, eccentric, a true go-getter, and one of my best friends. Yet, we don't live in the same city. Somedays it feels like she is like 929 miles away. I want to be her all because I know she can be mine. I am so scared though. Who wouldn't be, right..? If she is my Pam, am I destined to play the best friend and wait for the right time..? 8 months or so down the line, will she even remember my name, or will college life take the toll and she forget that I love her. If she is my Pam, do I have to endure the heartache that accompanies that roll..? The rejection, the pain, the time..
But then you ask, if she is my Pam, will I be forever happy. Will I marry my best friend, my lover, my everything..? Will I smile everyday knowing that I made the best choice ever enduring the first "four seasons" to get to the glorious last "five"..? The more I type, the more I realize she is my Pam. All the other's never were. They were speed-bumps, Karens, and wastes of time. But this girl, she is my Pam. And all I pray is that I can be the best Jim that has ever walked the earth..
treykeesee
"You've been tracking since you were four years old..?"
*Hesitates* "Uhh, yeah. I used to track lizards and eat them with my rabbits I caught.."
This conversation with my boss today about sums up work..
Today was alright, I guess. I felt very distant from everyone.. Ever have one of those days..? I saw an old lady driving down 82nd street with her hatch back of her cadillac open. At the stoplight I got out, ran up to her car, and tried to warn her. With this gesture, however, she assumed I was a hippie trying to rob her. She screamed. A lot. I gave her the dirtiest look I could, walked back to my car, and slammed her damn trunk in the process. People these days.. I wanted to rear end her, then when she got out to get my insurance, start screaming like I am being raped visually.. Whatever..
On a final note, I am at a loss.. I finished watching the finale of the Office (best TV show ever, mind you) for the millionth time, and cried yet again. Not because it ended. But because of Jim and Pam's love for each other. Now, I know it sounds cheesy, but they are seriously the perfect example of falling in love that I can see in my life today, fictional or not. I want to find my Pam. And there are many days that I think I have. She beautiful, brilliant, bright, bold, other words that don't start with a B, smart, amazing, eccentric, a true go-getter, and one of my best friends. Yet, we don't live in the same city. Somedays it feels like she is like 929 miles away. I want to be her all because I know she can be mine. I am so scared though. Who wouldn't be, right..? If she is my Pam, am I destined to play the best friend and wait for the right time..? 8 months or so down the line, will she even remember my name, or will college life take the toll and she forget that I love her. If she is my Pam, do I have to endure the heartache that accompanies that roll..? The rejection, the pain, the time..
But then you ask, if she is my Pam, will I be forever happy. Will I marry my best friend, my lover, my everything..? Will I smile everyday knowing that I made the best choice ever enduring the first "four seasons" to get to the glorious last "five"..? The more I type, the more I realize she is my Pam. All the other's never were. They were speed-bumps, Karens, and wastes of time. But this girl, she is my Pam. And all I pray is that I can be the best Jim that has ever walked the earth..
treykeesee
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Hey guys, what's up..? Today was another crappy freaking day in terms of health. I am still feeling pretty sick, but hopefully tomorrow will bring better health.
Just then I tried to type "it's" and it auto-corrected it to "lying, cheating, thieving bastards from.." Oh, I mean "IRS".. Haha sorry, my blog, my rules.. I guess this whole thing with the IRS targeting conservatives and Republicans has kind of been swept under the rug. But why, they are seriously RUINING every got-dang thing America stands for.. Free enterprise, freedom, free ____. Bull-crap if I ever saw any. You know it's bad when both democrats AND republicans are crucifying someone.
Second reason today sucked. Have you ever had that moment when you're at your favorite restaurant, see something utterly disgusting, and have to remind yourself that it is your favorite place so you're not allowed to complain..?? I stood in line at Whataburger today, watched this mentally-ill woman move the fries with her bare hands (which had just picked dried ketchup off the table) so she could see the receipt, while I slowly chanted "I love this food, I love this place, I love this food, I love this place.." I was somewhere between leaving, knowing I was avoiding poor sanitation standards, or grabbing my food anyways and pigging out.
"Yeah just make sure to give me lots of Spicy Ketchup.."
Needless to say, I gave in..
And on a final note, I am currently looking for someone to work with me. Normally, this would be my boss's duty to find a coworker but due to his state of not "knowing any of these local yocal motherfuckers.." it has become my duty to find people. I have, though, posted two compilation videos of him on YouTube for your viewing pleasure..! He is an awesome guy with a great heart, but completely insane.. You'll see what I am talking about ha. Here is link one, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7mR37qe8tw
And link dos..!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gAzJ4f9yz8
Enjoy and goodnight..!
treykeesee
Just then I tried to type "it's" and it auto-corrected it to "lying, cheating, thieving bastards from.." Oh, I mean "IRS".. Haha sorry, my blog, my rules.. I guess this whole thing with the IRS targeting conservatives and Republicans has kind of been swept under the rug. But why, they are seriously RUINING every got-dang thing America stands for.. Free enterprise, freedom, free ____. Bull-crap if I ever saw any. You know it's bad when both democrats AND republicans are crucifying someone.
Second reason today sucked. Have you ever had that moment when you're at your favorite restaurant, see something utterly disgusting, and have to remind yourself that it is your favorite place so you're not allowed to complain..?? I stood in line at Whataburger today, watched this mentally-ill woman move the fries with her bare hands (which had just picked dried ketchup off the table) so she could see the receipt, while I slowly chanted "I love this food, I love this place, I love this food, I love this place.." I was somewhere between leaving, knowing I was avoiding poor sanitation standards, or grabbing my food anyways and pigging out.
"Yeah just make sure to give me lots of Spicy Ketchup.."
Needless to say, I gave in..
And on a final note, I am currently looking for someone to work with me. Normally, this would be my boss's duty to find a coworker but due to his state of not "knowing any of these local yocal motherfuckers.." it has become my duty to find people. I have, though, posted two compilation videos of him on YouTube for your viewing pleasure..! He is an awesome guy with a great heart, but completely insane.. You'll see what I am talking about ha. Here is link one, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F7mR37qe8tw
And link dos..!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gAzJ4f9yz8
Enjoy and goodnight..!
treykeesee
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
With my first post I have literally no idea what to write about.. My thought is that all the damn hypocrites that asked me to write this blog aren't going to look at this once ha. I guess my first thing I should do is thank you for taking the time out of your OH SO BUSY DAY to look at this mediocre paragraph of writing. Also, just for warning, don't piss me off by posting bull-crap comments on this blog. I'm very fluent and have great vernacular dialect for my age. So just try me.
On a happier note, I have a conundrum for you. What time does evening start..? I was posed with this question when someone very close to me said "It's 6:30, it already is nighttime.."
Excuse me..? 6:30 cannot be nighttime. Now 8:00, that is definitely night. 6 o' clock..? That is evening, perhaps late evening. Which then poses the question, what is 7:00..?!?! Late evening, early night..? Both sound wrong.. While that hurts your head, think about 4:00.. Yeah, you're welcome.
Peace out..!
treykeesee
On a happier note, I have a conundrum for you. What time does evening start..? I was posed with this question when someone very close to me said "It's 6:30, it already is nighttime.."
Excuse me..? 6:30 cannot be nighttime. Now 8:00, that is definitely night. 6 o' clock..? That is evening, perhaps late evening. Which then poses the question, what is 7:00..?!?! Late evening, early night..? Both sound wrong.. While that hurts your head, think about 4:00.. Yeah, you're welcome.
Peace out..!
treykeesee
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