One thing I’ve realized when I moved here, I’ve quickly adjusted and changed into the happy Californian I used to be.

Then for some reason, more recently, I hit a slight bump and lost myself. Spending time in somewhat of a social isolation feeling like I was missing something and not really caring to what other people said to me or felt. Hell even the friends I’ve made here said I was acting different. Been a jerk, been lame, been antisocial and all I could do is say (in my head of course) “please shut your noise hole before i staple it shut”. Ok that sounded a little mean but rest assured that’s the mild version unlike for a select few I would have (and every now and again still want to) deck clear in the face aiming for a K.O… I mean it’s hard enough to figure yourself out while everyone else is “making theories” of why you’re acting the way you are, or pointing out the obvious “you haven’t been yourself”, or even better— claiming they actually know you based off select moments of your time with them… And then dumping their problems and beef onto you, whether you’re directly involved or not. So yeah I was frustrated and delayed in trying to figure myself out.

It took a bit but thankfully due to a visit from an old friend from back home, I had a revelation (a drunken one, but a revelation nonetheless), I’m homesick. And not just the definition of missing my home, I miss the old times. Where I had all my friends within walking distance of my house, where we could all just meet up and hang around talking constantly and carrying out conversations. I miss telling people “hey let’s hang at my place” and a small get together would become a party in my basement. I miss making stupid vids with my friend Joel, who is one of the main reasons I wanted to be in the film industry. I just miss it all.

But I can’t really go back to it. It’s just nostalgia on high gear. People moved on, got on with their lives. I shouldn’t be stuck in my past. I should be enjoying what I have now. I gotta keep my promise to live my life.

I have an apartment with 4 awesome friends I was fortunate enough to meet this past school year. I have a job which is exhausting but comes with really chill people who I really need to get to know better. And I’ve made friends that— though I wouldn’t take a bullet for them (if that was the case I did something wrong in choosing friends who are apparently wanted dead)— but do care about, even if I don’t show it 100% of the time.

More importantly, and the main reason for this post, I’m no longer in this funk of trying to re-find myself.

Im going to continue what i was doing when i got here in august. I’m going about it day by day without a plan, I’m going to enjoy each day whether I work, go on a random adventure or even sit on my ass and recover/rest… Like today, since I barely got any sleep the past few days (thanks to my old friend Ash… And my new shift times…).

And I’ll try and be a little more considerate to certain people, show some respect and be nice— i guess.. If i have to…key word is TRY—like I was brought up. But I’m also going to continue doing whatever sounds the most fun. With no regrets, and ignoring the negative judgment from others about it. I’ll continue to share my things, provide hospitality and generosity to friends.

And this has now become rambling, I’m going to wrap this up before I start saying stuff like: Free love, Cuddle buddies, and world peace.

Whatever happens, happens, I’ll just go with the flow because it is what it is.

And that was a crappy attempt to be quoted when it doesn’t really make sense unless your brain is on the same chaotic, and sleep deprived page as I am.

I’m going to try and sleep now

Ugh I’ve been very neglectful to this thing. Well I’ll fix that soon. I just need some material or topics. This will probably post to FB because I set it to. If anyone has something I could write about I’ll do it lol— oh! The impending Zombie apocalypse! That’s one! Ok— oh my opinions so far on my housemates and life in an apartment! Ok! Ah never mind I got this!

I am currently working at a bowling alley nearby my residence. The job is fairly easy and the hours are alright. Mostly I have been working the closing shifts (usually from 8pm-1, 2, even 3am). My job is to pretty much clean up after people and make the area look presentable, on occasion I help customers with certain issues.

So far I have yet to work a “busy” shift according to my fellow Customer Service Reps. Weekends specifically can have up to a two hour wait for a lane to open up. I find it hard to believe that people could wait that long just to throw a ball down a lane. This can be argued with people waiting 45 minutes to an hour and a half just to eat food. Even though I haven’t worked a real busy shift yet, I did actually work one bizarre night shift this past Saturday.

I’d like to talk about a couple I had the misfortune of running into that night. The man was about 5’7”, average weight, had a crew cut hairstyle, and wore glasses. The woman was about 5’4”, a little overweight, brunette with a red streak coming down in an emo-style. The two were sitting in our Bar Lounge area, in a booth in the far back corner. Around 11:30pm I was on my way to the lounge bathrooms to do my hourly bathroom check, I ran into the couple as they were heading out. “My girlfriend is amazing because she gave it up on our first date!”, he said to me. I looked over to her for any signs of embarrassment or anger toward the guy. Oddly enough she wore a grin that could have stretched from ear to ear if it was possible, and she nodded in agreement. “Congratulations?” I said as I awkwardly scurried away toward the bathrooms.

At least they’re leaving I told myself as I filled out the checklist in the Men’s lounge bathroom. As I walked out, a fellow Customer Service Rep, Karl, was on his break and asked me, “Cory, what did the Men’s bathroom smell like?”. I didn’t know how to answer so he asked another CSR to go and check, he came back saying it smelled like “Hot sweaty ass”. No way I thought, there was no way that couple just did the nasty in our bathroom. About an hour later the couple came back, this time the girl was pissed at the guy for reasons unknown. They sat back in their spot in the lounge and she is cursing him out following it up with a smack to his face. I immediately left to avoid hearing about it. About 15 minutes go by and I see them leave again. I was told I missed them getting kicked out. It turns out these two had been getting high off of an aerosol can in the girl’s purse. And they had headed to the bathroom and were in fact having sex in it. After getting caught in the act, they were banned from our bowling alley.

Yesterday’s shift I had the misfortune pleasure of spotting them again as they asked me if they were allowed to come back in and bowl, promising they would not let what happened Saturday night happen again. After getting Don, our bartender, he had told them that we were done with them, and they are no longer allowed in the area. Apparently this specific couple has been coming in monthly causing trouble and getting extremely drunk or high. The woman is heavily bi-polar and not on medication and there has to be something wrong with the guy to stick with her. Good thing that’s the last I will ever see of them, hopefully.

The only other thing that happened that Saturday Shift was that someone had Hulked out and ripped off one of our paper towel dispensers in the Concourse Men’s bathroom. From what I hear, there will be times that I will work some crazy nights here at the bowling alley. It’s funny, I had assumed bowling alleys would be less packed and be as chill as the Big Lebowski.

Overall I actually like this job a lot. It keeps me on my feet and I constantly have something to do rather than walk around twiddling my thumbs. Soon I will be working on my own instead of having help from my fellow CSRs. At this point I’m pretty sure I’ve got a good idea of what needs to be done depending on the shift I have. So wish me luck on this new job experience!

That’s it for now. Stay tuned for other posts. =)

I didn’t really want this to be my first post. I wanted my first post to be a little more introducing. But due to the reaction of my friend and housemate, Dave, when he found, bought and opened the new Kimbra CD, I figured ‘why not?’. So I’m developing cabin fever in our new apartment. Our other three housemates were away. Dave was heading to the UPS office to send off a book. I invited myself along with an option to go get food. After that he said we have to go to Target because a twitter page promoted a CD he wanted and said it was being sold there. So we head off. Dave walked at a fast pace, my shortness only allows me to walk at a limited stride distance so I jogged to keep up with him. We enter the electronic section and under the New Release section were two copies of the new Kimbra CD, “Vows”. Dave’s face mirrored that of a child who was told he could have cake with candy for dinner, that or as if he had orgasmed right in the store. He also let out a small gasp of excitement. I couldn’t help but laugh. We headed over to the games because I wanted to see if I could buy a cheap game to kill time. After walking back, he switched the CD for the other one. I asked why and he responded, “cuz I’ve been spinning this one”. Again I laughed. After the purchase was made, Dave wasted no time tearing off the plastic wrap. He walks at a quick pace toward the car, again I’m jogging to keep up while starting this blog entry. I glance up to see where he is, and witness him smell the inside for that “new CD smell”. I laugh again. On the way to jack-in-the-box, I was holding the case to get the title in the previous paragraph. Dave pulls a hard right, causing the case to move out of my lap in between and under the seat, he gasps and lets out a “noo!”. I laugh again and retrieve the case unharmed. Now I’m getting my food and will end the blog here. I hope to use this account to the fullest so stay tuned people!